Scratchings-and-Sniffings

Emily and Olive: Wordless Wednesday

We have some work to do... for Giving Month.

Blogging Makes Me Tired

Chester and Olive, below, helping me do a bit of blogging, at bedtime. I think we were actually participating in a Twitter Chat with BlogPaws and team, before we blogged. I usually call walking the dogs "blogging" because... it seems like that's what they're doing. (Olive and Emily, on the left, insisting the chair is theirs and trying to get ME to make one of them get down... just like the kids they are!)

They mosey along okay and then suddenly stop...sniff, sniff, sniff...and pee. The sniffing part is reading whatever some other dog left there, and the peeing part...well that's their comment! If we're having a bad day (little time for a walk so it's hurry, hurry, hurry)... I will tell Chester, "Come back to that page tomorrow!"

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.