Friday, March 21, 2008
Critters
Friday, March 14, 2008
Cat was here...
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Used to be a dove...now, just feathers.
Used to be a dove...now, just feathers.
Not a great pic; took it with my cell phone
Labels: Critters
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Speaking of crap...
Through rain, slow, sleet or black of night,
nothing prevents these terriers from the not-so-swift
completion of their appointed rounds...
@#$% dog...
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
I have no idea what the little bugger is up to...
While I was updating my other blog, the Scotty got into the kids' room
and dragged out the plush and arranged it just so.
I have no idea why.
Labels: Critters
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Cat
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This is Cat. Cat is his name. When I want him, I just holler "CAT!" usually preceded by an Anglo-Saxon adjective. He is my cat, inasmuch as a cat can be anyone's. Like all cats, Cat is a pain in the rear - but he doesn't care. He is housebroken - that's right, no kitty litter. I've had many cats, but this is without a doubt the best cat I've ever sort of owned.
The vet's secretary thinks I'm mean because I won't name him. I've tried to explain that Cat is his name, but she doesn't get it. Women...
This is Cat. Cat is his name. When I want him, I just holler "CAT!" usually preceded by an Anglo-Saxon adjective. He is my cat, inasmuch as a cat can be anyone's. Like all cats, Cat is a pain in the rear - but he doesn't care. He is housebroken - that's right, no kitty litter. I've had many cats, but this is without a doubt the best cat I've ever sort of owned.
The vet's secretary thinks I'm mean because I won't name him. I've tried to explain that Cat is his name, but she doesn't get it. Women...
Labels: Critters
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Morgenweg mit dem Hund...
Seems a neighbor with a large dog lets it out for its morning walk sans leash at about the same time as I take mine out with a leash, so for the last couple of days, I've been walking one while "training" the other. Multitasking...
Worry not - the BB gun is set for "ouch" not penetrate, and I have a baseball bat for when I figure out which "neighbor."
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Snotty Scotty
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His "real" name is MacLeod (highly original - but I didn't name him.)
Elise named him Macaroni.
Macaroni it is.
I call him Mac - when I call him anything printable. I got him when his original owners moved to a place that wouldn't allow dogs. He's a little over a year old and about as hyper as terriers usually are at that age.
His "real" name is MacLeod (highly original - but I didn't name him.)
Elise named him Macaroni.
Macaroni it is.
I call him Mac - when I call him anything printable. I got him when his original owners moved to a place that wouldn't allow dogs. He's a little over a year old and about as hyper as terriers usually are at that age.
Labels: Critters
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