Monthly Archives: December 2017

Cold and Colder

It’s really cold here and over the next few days it’s going to be colder. So we are doing a lot of this…

And this…

And this…

And this too…

~this is Bessie “ the we’re snuggly and sleeping till it gets warmer” Pup for the rest of the Pups and Kitties.

One Step At A Time

So I’ve been trying to tell My Margret and My Greg that I want to be out of my royal palace when my pup sisters are in the house. Normally the door to my palace is open so I can be out and about when they are in the pup pen and closed when they are in the house.

Today they finally listened to me and this is what happened.    

First Belle came up to visit.

While Bessie and Bonnie explored my palace.

Then Bonnie came over to talk to me.

Then Bessie came over to join the party. She did a lot of barking to tell me she was glad to see me. 

My Greg kept talking to them and giving them treats while he held me.  To give us tie to all get used to being together again.  He always tells My Margret that he can multitask, I guess he just proved it.

After awhile My Greg decided to take me into the living room. Bonnie and Bessie came too. 

By then I was ready for a break so My Margret called the pups and put them in their pup pen while I settled in on the back of the couch. Shhh don’t tell Belle because she still doesn’t understand why Linus and I can sit there and she can’t.                                          Oh and I heard My Greg tell My Margret that we’re going to do this again tomorrow and the next tomorrow and the tomorrow after that and…well you get the idea.

~this is Lucy “the one step closer to all of us being together” kitty for the rest of the pups and kitty.

Best Seat in the House

My Margret doesn’t understand. 

 I really like sitting on the back of the couch. I’m the looker out of everyone and I can see better up here. Plus it’s comfy. Plus plus she lets Linus Kitty sit there so I don’t see why I can’t.    

This morning I stubbornly er insistently um er persistently sat there 5 times and 5 times My Margret patted the couch cushion and said my name. That was shorthand for “Belle get off the back of the couch.”      We’ve done this so often that she doesn’t even have to say down anymore. I just know. 

Because in the end I’m the good girl of the bunch I would move but then when her back was turned I would go right back.

One of those times My Greg was standing there watching and when she told me to get down I looked at him to see if I really had to. He didn’t say anything but turned and went out of the room. The least he could have done was back me up. Oh and I think I heard laughter, what’s up with that!

Finally I got tired of playing the stubborn er  insistent er persistent pup game and just laid down where I was supposed to but I made sure to have a good pout going. 

~ this is Belle “the why can’t I sit on the back of the couch?” Pup for the rest of the pups and kitties.

The Return Of Baby Alligator Jaws

I found a very tasty fake leaf. It was mine and I didn’t want to “give” so I didn’t. I just clamped down harder than ever on that leaf. 

First I looked this way.

Then that way.

Then this way again.

Then…well you get the idea.

I gave it my all, but after 5 minutes I finally gave up. My Margret says that’s a personal best for me.  I’m so proud!

~this is Bessie “the baby alligator jaws returns” Pup for the rest of the pups and kitties.

Toe Owies, Bear Hugs, And Cheese Parties With A Hot Dog Chaser.

I have a toe owie.

My Margret took me to have Dr. Boles take a look at it. Dr. Boles and My Margret sat on the floor with me as I did everything in my power to convince Dr. Boles to give me cuddles and not look at my toe. It didn’t work although I did get lots of cuddles and Dr. Boles got lots of licks and kisses from  me. 

She said that I had poked it somehow and gave us an antibiotic/steroid cream to make it get better. She then asked My Margret if she thought I would keep a sock on over my paw. My Margret laughed and said we would try but that I had two sisters who would help me take it off. Dr. Boles also prescribed benedryl to help it not itch so much. 

We tried 2 different socks with tape. Neither one worked. 

So no more socks but the Benadryl helps me not lick it and when My Margret puts the ointment on my toe she tries to take my mind off of it until it dries by hugging me and cuddling me and calling me sweet girl. 

This morning because she forgot to put my sisters in the pup pen while she had me wrapped in a loving bear hug. She had Bessie wanting to be loved on too,  then Belle jumped up to snatch the paper napkin from her lap. She got the napkin from Belle gave them both a pat and sent them with limited success to see our My Greg. In the meantime she is singing to me a silly song complete with coffee breath which I liked. She’s good at multi-tasking like that. (She says their raising their 3 big people helped her with that particular skill.)

Then she said in a funny silly excited voice which is even sillier because she still has laryngitis that it was time for a cheese party with a hot dog chaser. We all got excited then and ran out to the kitchen for our party. It was very tasty and fun and helped me forget my toe owie…. well kind of.

~this is Bonnie “the I am very loved” Pup for the rest of the pups and kitties.