“We need another animal,” remarked the cat.

Slack-jawed, I stared at her. “You want another dog?!” Cat, impatiently: No. But it’s… a little empty around here. Something else… to… liven the place up a bit. Me: Okay, you know the group leader was petitioning us to take a puppy asap, right? Cat: A puppy… is not… challenging enough. I need to be … Continue reading “We need another animal,” remarked the cat.

Hey! That’s mine! shouted the puppy…

The 17 week... excuse me, 18 week old pup is still with us. Due to unforeseen circumstances, he's probably got another week or so before he goes home. Dog: Hooray! Puppy: A dog who plays with me? I'm so in! But I wanna get back home, too... Cat: Excuse me, WHAT? The favorite game involves … Continue reading Hey! That’s mine! shouted the puppy…

Something’s wrong with the puppy, said the dog.

Our little visitor, another guide dog puppy, is visiting with us while his raisers recover from illness. Our visitor, 17 weeks and a ball of energy. Me, concerned: what do you mean? Dog: he doesn’t do what he’s supposed to do Me: what d’you mean? Dog: he stands when he piddles Me: yeeeeeeeah… Dog: and … Continue reading Something’s wrong with the puppy, said the dog.

The cat smiled with evil intent and swatted the dog’s tail.

Dog, from the corner of her mouth: stop it MaeMae I’m working The cat popped her tail another one. “My goodness!” said the lady who had stopped to talk, “that cat seems very comfortable with that dog.” Dog; she’s a pain in the butt cat: not as bad as you! me ignoring animals: she is… … Continue reading The cat smiled with evil intent and swatted the dog’s tail.

The puppy flung herself into the surprised officer’s arms.

It all started when Beloved, the puppy and I agreed to help out at a funeral attended by 300 people, including an honor guard, for a female officer. It was held at our church as the officer’s home church was too small for that number of people. Beloved served on the altar, and I was … Continue reading The puppy flung herself into the surprised officer’s arms.

F😳ck off! Screamed the prairie dog.

I jumped a foot and uttered a curse word. I mean, I wasn’t prepared for that kind of reaction outta that cute little rolypoly creature. Given he was tubby and nicely groomed (didn’t appear to have fleas), it was a bit of a shocker. It all started when I decided I wanted to visit “Robert’s … Continue reading F😳ck off! Screamed the prairie dog.

Oh, my GOD, said the cat. You STINK!

Dog: what you mean Cat, recoiling: you smell horrendous. I mean, not that you don’t on an average day, but crap on a cracker, you are appalling. Dog: I got chased by water it was grubby Cat: Maaaan, I knew you were dim, but chased by WATER?! Maybe the walking can opener tried to shoot … Continue reading Oh, my GOD, said the cat. You STINK!