Me: what? Cat: I thought she was supposed to chew dental sticks. That ding dong thinks it’s a popsicle. Me: no, she’s not. I glance at the dog, who appears fascinated with the living room carpet. Me: oi! Doggo! Don’t lick the carpet! (Snurfling, snorting sounds from the side of the sofa…) Licking rapidly turned … Continue reading “She’s licking it,” said the cat.
Me: I'm the beta? Dog, puzzled: Uh... no... I'm the beta Beta dog second in command Me: then what does that make... me? Dog: ooooooomoggadog Me, confused: what?? MaeMae (the cat) shaking her head and sighing: God, you did NOT study in Greek class, did you? Omega, ding dong, omega and you are the omega. The end. The last. I'm beta, she's … Continue reading “You da alpha!” Beamed the dog, gazing at Beloved.
MaeMae (the cat) walked up to the crappy little fence that prevents the dog from leaping onto the back bank as we were out there burning off some energy. As I’ve said before, this “fence” has the tensile strength of dollar store gift wrap. More accurately, the dog burns off energy... I just get more … Continue reading “Come here,” commanded the cat.
Me: Get back here, you miserable object! The dog attempted to giggle with a mouthful of rocks. UNNGH, the last time we got caught in this predicament that blasted canine busted out a baby tooth by chewing on the granite. Me, attempting to be calm: Drop. It. She gazed up at me, faked left and … Continue reading “CANNN CATH ME!!” Lisped the dog as she shot past me.
And with that, she left the bedroom - me, Beloved and Miss R (in her crate), newly returned from the puppy sitters. The puppy wasn't happy about being crated shortly after joyously returning home, but it was getting late. Blondie with the dog just after the pup got home. Miss R then demonstrated her shrieking prowess … Continue reading “That does it,” said the cat. “I’m calling in the big guns.”
Me: I know, right? I love the puppy but right now, this respite care is such a blessing. Cat: beg pardon? It sounded like you said respite care. I think you meant to say “no more dogs ever”. Me, snorting: you wish. Not sure how long she’ll be with the puppy sitter but until we … Continue reading “Thank god” said the cat, “peace and quiet again.”
The cat paused. “Well. Isn’t THAT special.” I stared. “How the HELL do you know SNL’s Church Lady?! That was in the 1980s!” MaeMae the cat just shot me side eye. Puppy: no I mean REALLY special Me: How d’you mean? Puppy: Well I went to church today and I listened to Miss Julia talking … Continue reading “Am… am I special?” Asked the puppy…
Me: MaeMae! What have you got? The cat didn’t shift her gaze from the flower pot. Me: MaeMae! Struggling with the puppy, I tried to see what the cat had cornered. Miss R, the guide dog puppy in training, strained to get to the cat. Me: MaeMae! What are you doing? Cat, not breaking her … Continue reading “You’re mine now…” said the cat with an evil gleam.
Yes, it’s starting again, even while we’re traveling the world. We’re planning to foster a guide dog pupper from the R litter (I guess GDA passed on the letter Q because with a litter of 13 puppies, that’s a LOT of Q-y names.) Beloved wants to get another puppy raised before I retire, and we … Continue reading Preparing for the puppy…
(This occurred Sept 5, 2016… it showed up in my facebook memory feed. I would totally be willing to stay up all night with a dog with intestinal distress if it meant seeing Abby again…) That damn dog climbed on the dining table last night and ate the icing off half of Beloved’s birthday cake … Continue reading “Oh my god…” said the dog. “I shouldn’t have eaten that…”
Examining Misadventures 