Me: Hey, we’ve always told you you’re gonna be a service dog, so Saturday you go back to Guide Dogs of America and they start your formal training. Dog: But… but… Cat: Later, ding dong. I’m off to lay in the sunshine. Me: There’s someone who really needs you. Someone who’s blind, or maybe a … Continue reading College? Asked the dog. Me?
Didn’t do what? I said. Cat: she’s worried you think she did it. Me: what is this supposed transgression? Cat: I don’t actually know. Dog: not me not me Cat, looking outside the window: holy crap! The cat looks shaken. I’m puzzled, but I’m still getting dressed. This body is not one that will be … Continue reading I did not do it said the dog, looking worried.
Go, you big fierce cousin of the lions. Go annihilate that vile gopher. And all his relatives. Chase them so they never darken our street again.
Training a cat to leash walk is not easy, the little bastards are not at all grateful and the constraints are problematic in other ways as well. Our front lawn resembles London after the blitz, courtesy of a damn gopher, who appears to be a friend of the hound. The gopher makes periodic appearances in … Continue reading The Bombed Out Lawn
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