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.
Puppy: Muffin Me, prying her jaws apart: You have something in there. Puppy: Muffin I got muffin Cat: I believe she's trying to say "nothing" while you have your hand fully down her throat. Me: You were chewing on something... I sighed, let the pup go, then spied something that looked like a sliver of … Continue reading What are you chewing on? I demanded.
Me: what do you mean? MaeMae the cat: you are suspiciously nervy. Looking around, MaeMae saw certain evidence… Cat, breathing in sharply: no. NO DON’T YOU DARE DAMMIT! Me: I don’t know what you’re talking about. OWWWWW…. This is a couple days old but damn that cooking fat bit my arm so hard it bruised. … Continue reading “Why are you so fidgety?” Demanded the cat.
(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…”
Treble, the black lab we puppy sat a few weeks ago (I forgot I wrote this and just found it), paused during our morning walk: ‘Scuse me? Scottie, furiously pulling on his leash: Yah misrabble bas-tad, ‘ow dare ye walk on mah streeeeets Treble: hey man I didn’t mean offense Scottie: whell ye cawzed it, … Continue reading “Aye’ll rip ye lim from lim!” Howled the little Scottie dog.
Both Beloved and the dog looked guilty. I had taken the cat out of the bedroom, growling and spitting, so she could have a break (and go potty). Treble, the visiting three year old career-changed former guide dog puppy, didn’t worry much about the cat, but MaeMae was not thrilled with an untethered dog wandering … Continue reading “What the HELL!” I yelped. “He’s in BED with you??”
Cat: you and who else? Treble, the dog we're sitting, blinked. Dog: you of course your head nearly touched mine Cat: Because I was watching to make sure you didn't attack. Dog: We met in the middle of the bed your sweet lizard breath on mine Cat: Gross! You realize you heave carbon dioxide more … Continue reading “I can’t believe it’s almost over…”sighed the dog, “we had a beautiful night together…”
Examining Misadventures 