Are you KIDDING me? moaned the dog.

We hosted another guide dog puppy in training for the night; her raisers had kindly had Miss M last weekend. When they had plans for Friday evening, we were happy to have their pup, a beautiful, petite black lab. They get along great, aside from Miss M’s… not jealousy exactly, more like wanting to be … Continue reading Are you KIDDING me? moaned the dog. →

But… but… that’s MY bed, said the dog.

The cat didn’t bother looking up. Dog: MaeMae, you in my bed Cat: possession is 9/10ths of the law. Dog: what Cat, narrowing her eyes: you weren’t here all weekend. It’s mine now. Dog: MaeMae, that’s my bed Cat: … Dog: MaeMae, that’s MY bed Cat: … sorry, did you say something? Dog: MAEMAE THAT … Continue reading But… but… that’s MY bed, 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. →

I do not LIKE the Cone of Shame, said the dog, miserably.

It all started when Guide Dogs of America decided she would not be part of the breeder program. Cat: well, there’s a shocker. Me: don’t be meanies. Dog: I don’t understand Cat: Exactly. Dog: What? So last Tuesday, Miss M went under the knife. With great kindness, they asked we bring her to the facility … Continue reading I do not LIKE the Cone of Shame, said the dog, miserably. →

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! →