One of my puppies gets jealous when the other one jumps on me.
He is very smart and figured out that if he starts playing with the other puppy's favorite toy then he will get distracted and jump down to play with the toy instead of jumping on me.

It's been the most bizarre weather here. A week ago it was 36 degrees at sunrise three mornings in a row, then the weather changed drastically to hazy hot and humid. 90 degrees by 5 pm. August weather, not May. Anyhow,
I've had the a/c on and my boi rescue kat has been very upset that I have closed the pet flap on the sliding glass door to the deck. (it's a second story deck with no access
from the ground)

I'm an early riser, up way before the sun. So I feed the furballs when I get up. This morning, no boi kat. I called him and called him. I walked around the house tapping the fork on the side of the fancy feast goblet, NOTHING.
Refusing to pay him any more homage than I did last night when I gave in and opened up the pet door so he could go out onto his deck....(he ran right by me and ignored me) I put the goblet down and let miss over weight eat his in addition to hers.

Well, hours went by, and no Boi sighting. I started getting worried. I feared he hopped off the deck and ran away (passive aggressive little brat) there were no signs of him. I went outside and began looking. This is the city, where do I begin to look? I got on my bicycle and began riding around the neighborhood calling out his name....
in my sweetest of voices.....nothing. I had myself all worked up and half crying. I just knew he wouldn't be able to fend for himself on the streets. This would be a death sentence. I was going to have to go home and make flyers to put on phone polls. I better call the humane society too. (thats where I got him)

I ran into the house and there was the Boi stretched out
across an a/c duct in the livingroom.

*You little Bastard*, I yelled, *Do you want to go back to
the pound?* as I dutifully got his fancy feast goblet and put his breakfast in it. (6 hours later)

Today's run in the park put me through some dirt trails for a little bit. Paco was sniffing my feet up a storm. Now he's super jealous that I've been outside doing yardwork, and my shoes smell *all kinds* of interesting.

Unfortunately my attempts to grow certain vegetables in the house has died because of Mr. Paco. Lettuce- he ate it. Scallions- he does not like them fortunately so they have survived.

I mowed the lawn today and Phoebe was following me around when I would pause with the mower she would come behind me and jump stand upon her hind legs and push on my legs. Then Gracie our 3 legged Sheppard went up the basement stairs all by her self she was looking g for Phoebe who had gotten tired of following me

Waxing poetic about saliva...as only a dog lover can...
 

Both of my puppies decided to get up very early this morning. They usually have a routine but today they decided they wanted to do something different.

Mdm Elderly is sleeping and only has to go from her office cushion to the bed. HRH The Howler has started running around the house. It's either bedtime (waaaay past betime) or she wants food. She's not getting food.

all 4 went outside for their morning stretch. the three little ones came in to eat breakfast, while the beagle ate out. Syd played ball with little miss while the other two followed me around looking for a pat on the head and more food. They got a pat on the head but no additional food. They headed out to play with Owen the beagle and now are resting on the bed.

you mean besides sleep....knocked me over coming in the door when I was gone a whole 5 minutes....gotta love that Riley....

I give my puppies doggy frozen yogurt for their night time snack. They both love it and one of them brings it into the living room to eat it. So there is always little pieces of melted frozen yogurt for me to clean up before bedtime.

My cat snuck into my bed and fell asleep. I reached over to pet her and she reached out and dug her claw into my armpit as a sign of affection. OUCH.

My girls have been on a roll to dirve me nuts today,mostly it's been little bit the wild child.She is a cross between a long haired jack russel (her mom) and a poodle +snowzer (her pop) to look at her she is 100% jr to the last hair on her over active body.She is about a year and a half old and has no signs of slowing down cause she is either on the run or looking for someting to get into or passed out asleep on the bed with her big sister Rowdy who is four now.Rowdy is half jack russed and poodle cross but takes after herg pop and looks like a black curly hired poodle Rowdy use to be near and active and still can have days like she was still a puppy.This evening after it got down to a reasonable temp outside we went out and played till all three of us coudnt move or catch a breath...they love to play ball either chaseing,playing soccor with me or crashing my hoops games by doing whatever they can to get hold of the ball,as long as they are happy makes me feel good plus keeps me grounded..I know my life is way better with them cause I spoil them in a good way they give back ten fold what I give to them.

Folks; I am not pleased to report, that my furkids have been without their Friskies/Purina Party Mix Cat Treats (which is like cat crack) for two whole days today.They are very cranky, having hissy-fits, and stalking me. *Sigh.. I have to go to the dealer, and get them their *supply" now!*

Funny how their names change
 

Ricki Racer is a year old now. Does a once feral cat ever give up gnawing? My friend says she looks and acts like she is part Turkish Van

My brand new tennis shoes were in the closet , I bought them Saturdat. Today, I found they have lost the hard tips that came on the ends of the laces.
This morning she wanted in the shower with me. She claws at the shower door, and Yeooowwwws, and soon as I open it she dashes in. The tub is a bit scary, but she climbs in as soon as it is empty.

My little one was named Bunny at first, because she was found on Easter. Then Mickey, as she house that mousehead design on her back. then she raced and still races and races and Mickey bacame Ricki Racer. and that one sticks.

Turkish Van Cat Personality

While you might be drawn to the Van for his fascination with water, you'll fall in love with the breed for his other qualities. 'Vans are energetic, agile, and intelligent. They are extremely healthy and, get along with people swimmingly,' notes one Van owner. You may need a few months of working out to keep up with them, however; Vans are famous for their 'action-packed' temperament. They are talkative, demanding of attention, and show great gusto at dinnertime. Breeders also say that Vans are known for their attachment to their human companions, and sometimes that makes transferring a Van from one household to another difficult. They tend to pick out one or two people in the household, usually the ones that deal with them initially, and bond with them forever

Usually Amy is a good cat. She likes to knead and does not understand her claws hurt.

My dog was hyper as sh--itake mushrooms... I think he's on the crack, guys. :|

And yet another good reason not to own a cat.:|

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The two rescued kats have lived here 8 months now. I think they consider this home as I have clearly become the servant :blink:. Gurl Kat has not lost an ounce, and may have put on a pound or two.

I was in the kitchen making oatmeal waffels on the waffle iron, and she was at my feet in case some fell. I DO NOT FEED HER PEOPLE FOOD, but she's always looking for some. The combination smoke and steam the waffle iron emits set off the smoke detector and it scared the crap out of her. She ran as fast as she could to hide some place.

As I was moving about the kitchen, I noticed a little *something* on the floor near the entrance to the kitchen. Here it was a poop ball! The smoke detector apparently scared the *poop* out of Gurl Kat! LOL!

I couldn't stop laughing. Maybe you had to be here. I wonder if she'll pester for oatmeal waffles again???

:byebye:

Earler this afternoon it got real quiet wich means I had best get looking to see what kind of mayhem the girls have gotten into,I found them curled up asleep on my bed wqith a fue toys they hauled up on the bed.They looked so comfy I desided to take a nap with them.When we all got up gess who was full of energy so we headed outside to play with all kinds of balls from regular tennis balls to giant tennis balls along with my basket ball and socor balls.I said I was not gpoing to workout today and just take a rest but seems like I got a diffrent kind of workout cause we all were winded along with hot and sweaty from the fun play time.

Mr. Paco has an interesting life story. He was adopted from a shelter in MA. They found him on the side of the road. He had been hit by a car, and his face was smashed. They had to remove all the teeth on the right side of his face because they couldn't be saved. So when it looks at you it's kind of a weird sneer sometimes. Still bites like he's got all his teeth though, as he regularly demonstrates with love bites.

Bird: Squeak, kiss, squeak, chew, eat, bathe, sleep -- repeat
Fuzzy grey boy dog: Sleep, go outside, pant, sleep
Shaved black girl dog: look for food, sleep, snore, sleep, look for more food, give kisses and snuzzels.
Cute black girl kitty: sleep, sneeze, and sleep more.