Scratchings-and-Sniffings

Wordless Wednesday: Olive Dreaming

Wordless Wednesday: Toilet Paper

Can Your Pet Power Your Home?

So, the guy who sent me the info on cat walks, which I wrote about last week, shared another post with me. That realty firm has some good stuff in it - they seem to get us pet people. Don't you wish all realtors did? I mean, really... we need pet friendly apartments and condos and we need realty companies that understand how important our pets are to us, don't we?

Yes, we do.

Well, check out this fun tool - Power Your Home With Pets

I triedit, and learned that one dog could power my house. Now, I'm not really sure what that means. I am doubtful, at best. Emily - maybe. If she was chasing a squirrel. Not if she was chasing a rabbit. Rabbits lay there and she stalks them and when they bound away, she sometimes follows, and sometimes not. I definitely wouldn't trust Emily to power my house.

Wordless Wednesday: Emily's "Feed Us ... NOW" Look

Wordless Wednesday: Vulcan Mind Meld

The Memories Linger

Thank you, everyone, everywhere for the outreach and comments. We are blessed to have such a wonderful community to turn to in our moments of grief. 

And yet, we prefer to remember our kitty as she was - full of life, a bit grumpy now and then, and loving beyond compare. When people say cats don't show affection, I just shake my head. The Wabby was very affectionate. She liked to be with us, wherever we were but especially in the evenings, she would come and lie on the bed and just purr. 

The Story of the Big Balloon - Wordless Wednesday

Tout

Oops! I was preparing to post a Tout here today. Went over to the BlogPaws Tout page and started to review a few touts for inclusion as a blog post.

Most of our Touts are done by the COE (Chief of Everything) Chloe, who is Twiggy and Onyx's Mom, along with Miah, the granddaughter. Anyway, Chloe is our Tout gal, for the most part. Therefore, when a Tout is on, her voice is there telling us what's going on.

Olive, Emily and Chester are totally tuned in to that! They, of course, love having Chloe here because she brings Twiggy and Onyx with her. Mind you, my dogs don't play much... they were never taught to play. So, it's not like they all go out in the yard and chase frisbees. We've tried to teach the Collins-DiVita dogs to chase frisbees and balls, but they give us a blank, "What are you throwing the ball way over there for?" look. Even when Twiggy and Onyx run to get the balls... which we thought would help teach them what to do.

Olive misses Onyx

During our trip to and from BlogPaws, and during the conference itself, poor Olive suffered mightily. Well, we think she did. She missed her "big dogs" of course. And, her stand-in, the ever present and ever enthusiastic Onyx, was often no where to be found.

Here are some pics of the Olive missing Onyx. (the quality is poor because the pics did not come out well... blame it on the photographer!)

1. At the sliding glass doors leading into the pool area:

2. Jumping up on the chair to see better.

3. Hearing a knock at the door...

4. Giving in to disappointment.

And so it went. Poor Olive was desperate to be with Onyx, while Onyx just loved being with everyone, including all the other dogs, the people, the ferrets, even the cats, I think. Such is life with the little girl who loves her big dogs.

Emily Is Not the Boss! Despite what the other dogs think.

Emily is sitting at my feet gazing longingly up at me. She wants to go for her morning walk. The other dogs are perched in various places around my feet - watching me. They always follow Emily's lead. At some point, when I don't respond, Emily will go to Chester, nudge him with her nose and throw her head my way. I interpret this to mean, "You go ask her, Chester. She likes you best." 

I'm fascinated by the fact that all the dogs KNOW there will be no walk until I say so. I am the final word on most things and they know it. Tom, in his infinite wisdom, defers to my decisions on most things, but especially on dog walks. How the dogs know this, I do not profess to understand, but know it, they do.