The big dope, AKA "Lazy Eyed Joe" AKA Bowser - I was going to post that he he had gone 4 days without an "accident" in the house. Nope. He just found a new corner in the cavernous farmhouse. Pew.

Jacques apparently rolled in something while we were at the unofficial dog park....

Soo...Jacques is getting a bath! P. U.

Ernie has had a ruff week. Sunday he ate a stick of butter off the table. Then got sick in the wee hours of Monday morning. Monday night he stole a meatball sandwich and tore up the carpet in my room.

This morning Ernie was paying for his actions. He wouldn't eat, wouldn't take a treat. Then threw up, what looked to be, bloody mucus. The Vet said he has an intestinal infection. So my little guy is on meds and a special diet for the foreseeable future.

I feel bad for him. But I also hope he learned his lesson about stealing food.

Trust me when I say....he did not learn and won't lol

Food is food is food to a dog...but I'm glad he's on the mend :)

Jacques refused to eat raw chicken. I thought dogs liked raw meat. Guess my little guy is uber evolved and sophisticated :)

The cat threw up and the dog ate it. It was perfect. And how did your day go?

mr mighty mouse unfortunately is a door runner, and he got out last nite, made it across the street and hid under a car at the other apartment complex...i was on my way home when he got out...i stopped and helped find him...thanks to a very nice neighbor we found him....i pulled up, called his name and out he came looking like i had just come home from work or something....i tearfully thanked the girl and took him home :)

we discovered that if you take mr mighty mouses harness off and rub his back, he grins from ear to ear :D

My very ancient, mostly blind and deaf, Frenchie...who a lot of people including his vet expect to pass any day now... ran around like a puppy today, went for a nice long walk, had a hefty bowel movement and licked everyone who let him.

She has done a good bit of pouting because she got a new harness and is not used to it yet. But when I remove it, she wants it back on! Sheesh!

My cat turns her nose up at sushi and sashimi. WTF. She is such a princess.

Jacques went to Shakespeare in the Park with me last night....

He played social butterfly as always ....He REALLY laid on the charm with the guy in front of us who had brought some Thai food as a picnic lunch....as charmed as the guy was, he didn't share. Little does he know....my little lamb LOVES Thai....

Note to self: Time to visit our favorite Thai place. They LOVE Jacques and bring him his own water dish and everything :)

Oh he also barked at a dog that was in the play...my little diva!

My cat won't eat chicken...or canned food...at least not in front of me.

I'm not entirely convinced she eats it at all. I think her dog brother may be getting into it. She's a strange kitty....

Four small dogs. They slept late... while we got up an ungodly hour to open the store. They meandered down to the barn to visit the horses. A couple of the mini pack visited with their human bud, Nicki. They gleefully chased guinea fowl into tall pines. They swiped bread from the chicken, right under her little beak. Then all got a treat, and decided that after a hard morning at play, it was time for a nap.

Nothing but cause trouble lol

The other is disabled so she just lays in her cage

^..^
 

Mr. Mars added another bird to his diet. Guess he gave up with regular food :eyebrow:

ks-

Barked outside the window a lot. Smudge and Romee have a rivalry with Stanley the dog next door.

My lil Zig-Zo mainly sleeps. But when she's up and around-- she's normally looking for cookies and/or pets from me. And Henry, he is normally at my feet just waiting for some extra attention.

Big thunderstorm outside, so I have Kitty Diva on the bed, Tiny Dog lying on the floor next to the bed, and I'm huddled under the covers. I'm listening to the radio, searching the dial for weather reports, and "Straight On For You" by Heart comes on. This is a song I _must_ sing along to, even though it is quite out of my range. So I'm warbling along, and I look over the edge of the bed to check on Tiny Dog. She's curled up in a tight little ball with her paws over her ears, just like a cartoon dog. Oh come on, I didn't think I was that bad! So I quit trying to belt it out along with Ann Wilson, and Tiny Dog cautiously uncurls herself, hesitates, then finally stretches out next to the bed again.

Message received, loud and clear, dog. Loud and clear.

Setting the scene...Willy has been wearing a cone for a few weeks to keep him from chewing, Joey doesn't know he is a cat. Sometime he thinks he is a dog and sometime he thinks he is a chicken.

I let Willy out with me without his cone on when I went out to feed the goats and shut the chickens up for the night.

As I walked out to the chicken pen, Willy got ahead of me and started walking down the side of the driveway. I'm thinking where does he think he's going? He skips off to the grass beside the chicken pen.

There was still a few chickens out of the pen. Joey follows me out there, and as I start herding the chickens toward the door, Joey stands in the door way. REMEMBER he is not a chicken and they know it but he doesn't. As the chickens get to the doorway and see him they divert around the door. I scolded Joey and he came out of the doorway but still wanted to linger around down there so I kicked some driveway gravel toward him and he ran back to the house.

In the mean time, the chickens were making their way around the door and around the corner of the pen. Here comes my HERO! Willy is walking up the fence line and meets them at the corner LOL. OMG I'm cracking up now. When they see him they do an about face, clucking and cackling about their way right threw the door and inside the pen. He didn't know he had done anything special but I sure appreciated him being there to help me round up the chickens.

My cat Lulu is a foundling. I've had her for about 4 years. She obviously belonged to someone else at some point because she's been declawed. (a barbaric practice of which I am most certainly not an advocate) She frequently likes to "claw" at my leg (which might be why she was declawed), but because she has no nails, it just tickles. Today was total ticklepalooza. She would not leave me alone. I'm standing in the kitchen making breakfast, she's tickling my calf. I'm working at my desk, she's tickling whatever part of me she can reach through the slats on my old school wooden chair. I finally had to rather sternly shoo her away so I could get any work done. I don't think anything is amiss with her, so I've no idea what that was all about.

I love petsitting and housesitting for this family (dear friends)...
The pups are my adopted luvbugs....one looks like a half grown Black Bear who loves to lounge on the covered porch and "alert" when there's deer or squirrels in his yard...today I thought someone was knocking at the door, but it was this sweet giant bear laying on his back with his "happy tail" hitting the screen door. ....

My friend is a plumber by trade and had left their muddy bluejeans on the porch before leaving for vacation....so tonight I figured I'd try to wash them...but they were CAKED in dried, orange clay mud...I pick up the first pair and start thrashing them against the brick wall...this made big ol' bear start dancing, barking and running circles. Suddenly he grabbed the jeans from me, ran down the steps, down the walk past garage and under the truck. :| There I found his "happy tail" sticking out with the jeans under the beast! Laughing the whole time, I'm thinking....

Now....how do you get a "prize" away from a BEAR?....you bait him with a piece of ham and make a trade.

Bark, jump on me, bark, lick my face, bark, drop his boney in my lap and lay on my chest. <3

My cat (I think I've decided on Molly for a name) was sitting on my chest so I went on youtube to see if they had videos to amuse cats...

BUT OF COURSE THEY DID!

So I put one on for her. At first I was like...yeah right...then in just a few seconds she was watching attentively! At one point when a bird flew off screen she about jumped to get it! Lol...

Then she climbed on my keyboard and realized she couldn't hunt the birds...she got rather peeved and left...lol

my daughters dogs have been sleeping with me lately...and when my daughter gets home from work and or the gym...usually very late...she came to get her dogs and the chihuahua did not want to go! i guess she has grown attached to me :)

My cocker spaniel stood on my chest and placed her cold nose in my face this morning! ( her way of telling me to get up and take her outside )

My favorite cat, Petunia, absolutely loves Simon (he's a dog), but cannot stand Toffee (she's a year old sheep herding dog).

So when Toffee tries to get snuggly with Petunia, Petunia will hiss and claw at Toffee, which makes Toffee jealous because Petunia loves Simon, not Toffee.

So when the three of them cause a commotion over who gets to snuggle with each other, I break it up by wandering out to the kitchen to slice up some cheese.

I give the cheese to the dogs and for Petunia, I give her the peanut-butter chocolate dog nip treats, lol.

So far, it works every time.

Pets
 

My cats are taking turns laying in my lap.

Jacques went thrift shopping with me today....


At the first store, the cashier had her pet poodle with her and he made friends with her easily...he was actually quite besotted with her :)

The second store...not so good. They have resident kitties there (since they are associated with the animal shelter next door) and Jacques WANTED to make friends with them, but....yeah no. His poor little baby feelings were hurt :(

This morning while trying to relocate the baby goats from the field back to their pen, the smallest one decided she didn't want to leave, so she FLOPPED down on her belly with her legs out to all sides. I thought she had fainted or something. ...then when I finally had all 3 babies on leash and ready to walk back to the pen, baby number 2 decided she needed a mud bath, so she PUT ON HER BRAKES, planted all feet in the mud puddle then flopped on her side as I tried to coax her to "come on!" ....
Once back to the pen...baby number 3, the most stubborn bullheaded one, stepped on both of my feet.... no body earned any cookies on this trip.

I got Tiny Dog a new bed and she loves it!* She studiously watched me bundle up her old bed in a trash bag and take it out to the trash, and then fluff up and spread out her new bed and blanket. I patted it, and she jumped right on! And right off! And right on! And right off! - Then after a long evening, it was bedtime. She settled down on it right away - and stayed on!

(Kitty Diva was her usual surly self today. She doesn't know it yet, but I am looking for one of those new Friskies edible string toys for her.)

*Also, I got a great deal on exactly the kind of bed I wanted for Tiny Dog - unzippable, washable cover _and_ unzippable, washable inner bag that can be stuffed with the stuffing of my choice (cedar shavings - oh, the doggie will smell so good!)

I read some upsetting news today, and now it is 5:00 AM and I can't sleep. Tiny Dog is doing me a favor and sleeping on the floor next to me now, so hopefully I can get to sleep now.

Kitty Diva stalked off in disgust to sleep elsewhere, even though this does not impact the amount of space she gets on the bed.

I got kitty Eleanor a kitty perch and put it near the window...

She loves it! She has forsaken sleeping on the table and counter and clean laundry....

I so wish I'd done this sooner!

I spoil all my fur babies
 

Well,the last i saw them they were all laying around,eating,and getting fat.
:rollcat::playingcat::doghead: :unicorn:

Honey,I just bought pet food

No,I don't really own a unicorn *snort*

Jacques has decided that the kitty motel is his...and he curled his little self up on the lower tower and looked very pleased with himself!

I got Kitty Diva one of those Weebles with the crunchy treats inside and the string treats that poke out. She doesn't know what to do with the string, but she figured out that the crunchy treats come out of the Weeble somehow. Instead of rocking it over so the treats fall out, though, she pokes her tongue through the hole until it sticks to a treat and pulls it out!

Kitty Eleanor decided to sit on Jacques' head...

He growled but didn't move...and we snuggled like that for some time... :)