Sadie played with her new babies...mostly that damn screaming gorilla! Lol!

You should try chicken liver,I boil them till tender but sometimes I fry them whatever way my girls go nuts for them,I limit the amount of fried food for both me and the fur kids.

Fruitcake knew I wasn't feeling well today and never left my side. Such a good boy.

They played with their new toys and hung out on the couch watching some animal planet channel

played out in the fenced backyard most of the day ... came in mid afternoon, chewed on their loot from Santa ... later we three played on the bed ... I fed them their dinner, took a shower and left for an hour and a half ... came home to find that Jennifer worked over a comforter pretty well ... looked like it had snowed on the bed .... I scolded her since I caught her doing it ... walked into the bedroom and she had a wad of white fluff hanging out of her mouth ... Jennifer knows it is wrong but she is like me in that I don't think she can help herself. She is a year old so I imagine it will be another year for this to cease ...

Recently a friend and I were talking in a restaurant. We've been friends since the 1980s. The friend asked me about Jennifer. I told her Jennifer keeps a knot on her head or a cut on her face or head all the time because she is constantly the busy one and gets banged up a lot. My friend laughed and said, "No doubt she is your child." (say whaaaa?)

Smells like he found a skunk. I let him out while I went out. He didn't follow me back to the house. I called him and he didn't come so I thought he was doing his business. I came on inside and went back out a few minutes later and called him. He came up and ran into the house and jumped straight into Kenna's lap.

She yells get your dog off of me. He smells like he found a skunk.
OMG I picked him up and I don't think he was sprayed but he did have a funk about him that is unmistakable. I guess he walked threw where a skunk had recently sprayed.

He will be sleeping with his sister tonight, not with his Daddy.

I was told by my vet not to feed my pets liver. The liver effectively functions as a filter for the body. It breaks downs toxins and disease in it's cells. Therefore, anything that animal had been exposed to right before its death would be in the liver tissue and thus expose your pet to whatever remnants lie within...

This is also why I won't eat liver myself...that and the taste...and the texture...lol

But I do appreciate the thought! :)

Princess Lola has discovered how to jump in and out of boxes. I thought she was too small yet, but she has been an extraordinary jumper since I found her....and I don't think she was barely 6 weeks old when I did....my baby is talented :)

JACQUES...on the other hand....

Last night there was a ruckus on the deck. Turns out my stray tomcat brought his buddy around for a meal...:blink: Where as the tom is very quiet and never lets me know he's there, this ginger kitty was like come onnnnn where's the grub???

And Jacques never.barked.once. Good thing it wasn't a neighborhood marauder. I'd be one dead :rubberducky:

Lol, I love that you have a pet named Jennifer.

Little Lola got under foot today while I was going about getting things done and I inadvertently stepped on her. For HOURS after she acted like I was going to hurt her and ran from me....sigh..as if I don't feel bad enough....

responding to Daniela's post
 

Daniela,

I love love love that name Jennifer - always have! I knew my next female dog would be named Jennifer years ago.

Also, since I am using the name Jennifer already ... when it is time to adopt another female dog, her name will be Allison. Great sounding name, I love it too!

Back early Fall, I worked really hard with lots of other peeps to save a dog's life in a HIGH KILL SHELTER. I mean it took the whole village working hard to get this dog out alive. The dog's name was Avery. I gave Jennifer the middle name Avery in honor of this dog named Avery that we saved and helped into a loving home. "Jennifer Avery" ... I like it!!! *butch giggle*

Something funny ...
it was getting very very close for Avery. She had been on the daily kill list twice and we'd up our pledges, just start again throwing wads of money into her pledge bucket ... hoping a rescue would pull her. With pledges rising, this shelter would not kill her that day and would put her back on the urgent list with no kill date specified. I had tried to adopt her in the beginning but I was told I could not because I lived over 1000 miles from the kill shelter. They won't adopt out that far away. I had pledged close to $300.00. Anyway, I knew they were going to kill her very soon. Avery's time had just about run out. I learned decades ago money talks. I was working an "under the table" deal to adopt her, everything was in place, already had the transport get-away car lined up to bring her to me. It was going to be a "GO" the next morning. Someone adopted her out from under me that afternoon. I did not care. I only wanted the pooch to leave walking out of the shelter with 4 paws on the ground and not in a garbage bag. I feel like she got an awesome home. The adopter posted pictures of her with them in her new home. Seeing the photos made all of us so happy.

... and so .... we all lived happily ever after.

Heh Heh! :)

My 11 month old dog made me chase him around with one of my favorite shirts in his mouth. I think he thought it was a game. He doesn't normally get into the laundry basket. Btw I won his little game.

Well Penny is going through a hump the couch or couch pillows faze. She's 17 months old and has been fixed for over a year but the last 2 months or so her humping habit has gotten a bit worse. We try to keep her busy but she seems to not be able to control it. The only thing that I can say I don't mind is she's not humping humans or other dogs so at least it's not embarrassing in front of guests or dogs at the dog park. I am hoping that she can control herself before I have to buy a new couch.

Tiny dog _insisted_ she wanted some of the human food in my hand - so I gave her a sliver of raw carrot. She sniffed it, and then very carefully, so as not to get her tongue or lips on it, took the very edge of it with her teeth and carefully put it on the floor. Then she looked at me like it was my fault she didn't like it.

Tiny dog soon again _insisted_ she wanted a sliver of raw potato. She finally left it on the floor with a few tooth holes in it.

Kitty Diva gazed on throughout with bored derision.

Lola got a rockyintroduction to my friends cat...but soon settled into playing :)

mr mighty mouse go "fixed" yesterday he is laying here beside me under his blanket with a cone around his head :(

My (long-haired, natch) cat always wants me to pet her right after I rub lotion into my hands.

I overheard my mom having an in depth conversation with our Bichon Frise Charlie. It was about his naughty behavior yesterday. I was like, "mama, do you really think he knows what you're talking about?" Lol