SHAVE me!! (Yes, you heard right....urggh!!!)
Well, to avoid this (despite the fact that I enjoy being shaved...yes that is true too), Mom bans me from the pool. I soooo love to swim too and I don't like being banned!"
SHAVE me!! (Yes, you heard right....urggh!!!)
Well, to avoid this (despite the fact that I enjoy being shaved...yes that is true too), Mom bans me from the pool. I soooo love to swim too and I don't like being banned!"
"OOPS I ATE IT AWARD"
from PACO, MILO & MAYA
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In our household, Christmas 2008 was a large and lavish affair. Boxing Day was similar although somewhat laid back. There were remnants of Christmas wrapping littering the house whilst the base of the Christmas tree looked quite bare. Nevertheless our household remained vibrant and conversations continued from the previous day. Guests and animals alike sponged up the relaxed vibe and happy companionship.
The flat coffee table in our TV room was strewn with remaining Christmas delicacies; offered to anyone who cared to challenge the remaining spaces in their stomachs. Nuts, sweets and biltong were all openly displayed. But by the evening of that Boxing Day, nobody could fit in another morsel. Even my beautiful gift of Geldhof chocolates - the most delicious, delectable and elaborate chocolates imaginable - lay half eaten.Well, when it came to retiring that night, we locked up the house, roped in our four dogs and strolled wearily to our respective bedrooms.
Unfortunately the dogs didn't quite feel the same way. They woke up at first light - as the dawn was breaking - to wake up the birds. "The Boss", all bleary-eyed and unsteady, dutifully mobilized himself and opened up the doors to let the pooches out. They ran off into the garden to make their errands and read the news. Dreariness quickly got the better of "The Boss" and he was soon back in bed, snoring. Unfortunately for us though, he'd left the doors wide open.
"When you accept this award, you must blog
about the food you have stolen when your humans were not watching. If you have
never stolen any food, you must have been a really good pup! You can accept this
yummy tray of cookies as your reward! Next add the logo of this award to your
blog (optional), then nominate at least 5 other furry blogs and let them know by
leaving a message on their blogs."
Hey there all my furry friends. Hope you guys are having a great week!
TODAY, I WOULD LIKE TO TELL YOU A STORY ABOUT A CAT!
Maybe we have left you with the impression that this household is anti-feline. This is NOT TRUE. We wish to dispel that impression. Mom and the Boss love cats, but Us dogs merely loooooove to chase them!
The truth is that Mom has quite a severe allergy to kitty-cats. She loves them, but unfortunately cannot stroke them. Doing this will result in horrible welts and her eyes will itch terribly. Her contact lenses have a habit of popping out when she is close to any kitty.
Despite this, it is interesting to note that mom's first pet in this big city was a Cat...whom she called:
"TINNY" .
She purchased the little kitten in a small back-alley pet shop in the centre of the city. She brought this little kitten home and within 24 hours it was running up and down her curtains, across the rails and was stalking Mom and the Boss endlessly. Mom soon realised that she had an allergy to this tiny little creature. The more she tried to overcome this allergy, the more it flared up.
Nothing helped with her affliction, but thank goodness she could indeed LIVE in the same house as TINNY. She merely couldn't TOUCH her. The Boss soon became Tinny's slave, whilst Mom was continually given a look of utter mistrust. Nevertheless, Tinny lived with the Boss (and Mom)for 15 years and died in 1994.
She was a strange cat...a true 'Alley Cat', who'd bring in mice (or shrews or lizards),in the middle of the night, and drop them on the bed for the Boss to eat. (he-he)Strangely too Mom and the Boss never heard her purr, despite endless hours being stroked and loved.
Well, as a result of this experience with Tinny in their household, Mom wrote a poem - in 1994 - which she appropriately entitled:
ODE TO CAT!
(Enjoy!)
"Thx for caring.Thx for food.
My life was short,
But you did good!
.......waiting for all my furry friends at the R A I N B O W bridge."
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Note from Mom: We're not too sad, so not to worry! Hammie had a good life. Those bloggers who are inclined to make kitty-cat comments:...Be prepared, we are strong!!!!:)
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As you know, I've not been impressed by TOFFEE lately.
In addition to all his watery gloating, he has decided to take up residence next to Mom's bed at night - ON THE CHAIR! I think he feels that he should remain elevated at all times!
Anyway, this morning, like a true Golden pack leader, I initiated play time.
MAX'S PLAYTIME!
This brought TOFFEE down to floor level, so that I could deal with him properly!
I must say - Toffee's actions are not unlike that of a Cat! Indeed don't you think that he looks similar to a kitty in a puddle?! Well, we just studied this spectacle. We looked on.... Our jaws were on the floor. What a farce!