It's kind of amazing, really, the way the cat picks up on the nature of the dogs we puppysit even before we do. The last one was, well, a little hysterical about meeting her. This one is one of the calmest young pups we've had around... he's another of those lovely dogs who want you … Continue reading “I’m outta here,” said the cat, bizarrely calm.
Me: Honey, I’m sorry, I really am. Just come inside. The cat was having none of it. She was in a fury the likes of which I’d never before seen. She was hissing, swatting, spitting and just livid. I don’t think either of the kids in the height of teenage angst got to this level. … Continue reading “I hate you!!” MaeMae screamed.
MaeMae, our witchy cat: Oh, god, it's the drunkard again. Puppy: Hello maybe you're confused my name is Pickles not Pickled I know it's close but I'm too young to drink I'm not five months old yet how old are you Me: Hah! Guess he taught you. Getting acquainted again… The cat glared at me … Continue reading Hooray! Shouted the pupper. I’m back!
Okay, it’s not a cage, it’s an X-Pen. And we spent a lot of time in there with him… he stayed with us for a few days and it was just easier to have the twelve-week-old corralled in a fairly enclosed area. Inevitably, he had contact with the rather disgruntled cat. MaeMae was especially bent … Continue reading The kiddo clearly wanted out of the cage.
Me: no you’re not. You’re fine now. Puppy: yes I am see watch She crouched on the lawn, pitifully struggling, whining a bit. Me: you pooped an hour ago, I’m not surprised nothing’s coming out. MaeMae the cat, rolling her eyes: if you’d learn to catch your own food, ding dong, you wouldn’t have to … Continue reading But I’m constipated! Whined the dog.
Me: No, dammit, leave it alone! The dog wants the bedroom door open. Not because she wants/needs access, but because she seems to like the security of knowing what’s going on. I, on the other hand, am trying to be fiscally responsible. This all started when Granny moved in. I am so, SO happy she … Continue reading It needs to be open! Insisted the dog.
We got to the Guide Dogs of America campus early, as instructed, so we’d have time to reconnect with our first attempt at puppy raising and her new owner. R____, our GDA puppy in training, spent the time at their kennel as we weren’t able to find a sitter and all of us (me, Granny, … Continue reading Miss M graduates
Miss M graduates Saturday (August 24, 2024) as a service dog from Guide Dogs of America. She matched with a disabled veteran and we’re incredibly proud. We’ll have a chance to see her again, after almost 18 months, at the graduation ceremony Saturday when we also meet the lucky gentleman. The whole family (me, Beloved, … Continue reading Miss M has her match – officially a service animal for a veteran!
It's called "I Love You (but You're a Pain in the Ass)". I sang it to the dog while I got ready for work. You'll never guess why. As Beloved and the Boy can attest, I make up little ditties and sing them ad nauseum until everyone starts throwing things at my head. Most fall … Continue reading I wrote a song this morning…
Perched on the throne, I said, “oh, GOD, more ants!” The dog went over to investigate, huffing out breath to get a better scent. I suddenly heard, in a very high voice, “What th’ f😳ck?!!” Ant: How the hell did I wind up here?? Dog: where you go Me: Stop blowing the damn insects around. … Continue reading Something Moved! Barked the dog.
Examining Misadventures 