living in the ice age: Borscht
Holy balls this looks amazing.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Emmy singing for - well, I don't rightly know. Emmy singing, at any rate!
Can't fault her enthusiasm. ;)
A Super Big Update
Now that I is four, I should be more asponsible about keeping my blog written. So many changes around my house! The old kitty, Jessie, the one what loved me a little, she died a while back. She was almost 20 years old Mama said.
But now my bestest friend ever lives with me all the time! Me and Miki do everything together. We eat together, we sleep together, we play together, we fencefight together... And now - What? What do you mean what is fencefighting? It's where you run up and down the fence, yelling at the dogs on the other side of it. Fighting through the fence? Get it? Fencefighting. Now no more interruptions, I talking here.
Another old kitty lives here. He think he is a dog, though. His name is Felix. He does everything us doggies do. There is a kitty what lives in Mama's bedroom named Sally. They call her the ghost. But ghosts are white and she is black. I don't get it. She doesn't like doggies. It makes me sad that she doesn't like me. I love kitties.
Ooo, and the newest kitty is one called Emily. (She's not a kitty, Meira, she's a dog.) What? No she not. She a kitty. (Meira, she is a shih tzu, which is a dog.) Well she don't act like what a dog acts like. But then Felix don't act like what a cat acts like, so I guess that makes it ok. She is really really really old, like Jessie was old. She sleeps a lot. She snores a lot. Sometimes she makes fuss a lot, too.
So no kitty babies for me anymore. Mama says there are too many animals in the house already. She says that we should all be on our best behaviour cause we are one too many. I don't get it. (I'm kidding. I work out of a shelter and I would never heartlessly abandon any animal. In any profession where there is a high level of emotional stress, black humour becomes a way to cope with the relentless disappointments in human kind.)
I put up some pictures and stuff of me and my new family. K? Kthxbai!!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
More company
I has new company! His name is Max and he looks like my brothers. He acts like Dozer. He crashes into stuffs and is like a tank! Mama says he is a buff cocker. He probably weighs twice as much as me weighs. He likes my toys. Chews everything but most specially tennis balls. He likes to play with Daddy.
I just know Mama will take pictures of him.
Mocha had her tummy operation. She's really sore so I can't see her yet. I hope I can see her Saturday!
I just know Mama will take pictures of him.
Mocha had her tummy operation. She's really sore so I can't see her yet. I hope I can see her Saturday!
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Changes!
Wow there been so much happening here I not have time to post on blogger. Mama sleeping lots these days so I not have chance to sneak on computer.
Today at work more new doggies came. They had really bad haircuts. Their friends what came in two days ago, they had bad haircuts, too. Their mama tried to cut their hairs at home. She cut them instead. Some of them gots burns on them from when the clipper must have got too hot. There are 8 of them now, some of them are sick, not little bit sick but really bad sick. They have the cancers. And their teeth is gray. I never seen doggies with gray teeth afore.
It makes me so happy to have such a loving mama and daddy. I know they not hurt me like that. They not make me have hundreds of puppies. They not leave me alone in cages with nobody to snuggles. Today, I snuggled with Mocha, and I think Auntie Karen took a picture while we was sleeping. She always wants to be held, pick me up pick me up! I glad I not has arms, otherwise she be asking ME to hold her, too.
Mama asked daddy if Mocha could maybe come and stay with us, if her cancers is so bad she not be 'doptable. I think I'd like that.
I not know what puppy mill is, but I know I not like people who have them. These doggies are so sweet. What did they ever do to deserve to live that way?
Today at work more new doggies came. They had really bad haircuts. Their friends what came in two days ago, they had bad haircuts, too. Their mama tried to cut their hairs at home. She cut them instead. Some of them gots burns on them from when the clipper must have got too hot. There are 8 of them now, some of them are sick, not little bit sick but really bad sick. They have the cancers. And their teeth is gray. I never seen doggies with gray teeth afore.
It makes me so happy to have such a loving mama and daddy. I know they not hurt me like that. They not make me have hundreds of puppies. They not leave me alone in cages with nobody to snuggles. Today, I snuggled with Mocha, and I think Auntie Karen took a picture while we was sleeping. She always wants to be held, pick me up pick me up! I glad I not has arms, otherwise she be asking ME to hold her, too.
Mama asked daddy if Mocha could maybe come and stay with us, if her cancers is so bad she not be 'doptable. I think I'd like that.
I not know what puppy mill is, but I know I not like people who have them. These doggies are so sweet. What did they ever do to deserve to live that way?
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