Scratchings-and-Sniffings

Wordless Wednesday: Spring Snow Storm

Wordless Wednesday: Dogs Play Hide and Seek!

Wonder if anyone is actually seeking our little Olive?

Wordless Wednesday: I Was Here First

I was here first syndrome at our house.

Playing Favorites: Do your pets do it?

"What did you do with Tom, Mom?"

Hey, I give lottsa love to my puppies and my kitty. I couldn't love them more if I tried! I mean, really... they get hugs and kisses and treats and all that baby talk, "Who wuvs her wittle puppies and kitty? Mommie does, dat's who!" accompanies by those little kissy sounds and big hugs...so, why...why...why... when Tom is out of town do they go into their, "OMD! The world is coming to an end cause Dad's not here!" act?

Seriously. They moan and cry and sit by the door. They whine and sigh and stare at the door. Every now and then they turn to look at me with that sad-mopey stare that says, "Where did he go? Did you make him go away? When is he coming back?"

"Why isn't Tom back yet, Mom?"

Hey, what am I, chopped liver?

Tom had to go on a business trip this week. He was gone for three days. Three little days. Mind you, they did seem to stretch on forever - I sure do miss him, too! But, I was here. And life went on. The dogs were let out to bark at passersby, and at each other, and nose the back fence when the dog behind us popped out to complain at them. The weather was superb so they could be outdoors a whole lot. Plus, Twiggy and Onyx, their erstwhile cousins, were here, also.

I fed them. I showered them with attention. I played with them. I made sure to give them meatballs for dinner... (after their dog food...don't ask...I'll tell you about that some other time)... but, were they satisfied? Nope. Not the Collins-DiVita dogs! Not the cat... Molly just wandered around meowing all day long, it seemed!

Ok...it was mostly Emily. Emily is the one who is totally attached to Tom. Sort of like a back pocket. She was sure he had merely gone out for takeout - he does that now and then. The dogs are tuned in to Tom's leaving around dinnertime and returning with good smelling stuff. Which we often share with them. Hence, Emily sitting by the back door as if...he was going to come through it at any moment... with tasty morsels, just for her!

Well, he's home. We're all happy now. Emily was ecstatic... Olive and Chester heaved a sigh of relief. And, Molly ceased meowing as if the world was/is coming to an end. 

Life is back to normal. Whatever that is.

But this is where I sit...

Not sure how it works at your house, but at our house... Emily thinks she's Queen Bee. Or, Madam President. Or, dictator...certainly over the other dogs.

Every night we cuddle with the pups up in our room, on the family bed. (It's why we have a king sized bed, after all!). The dogs come up via a set of 'stairs' Tom created for them. Someday we'll get real stairs. Thing is, both Olive and Chester need the stairs. Olive is too small to just jump up on the bed...and Chester just doesn't have a clue how to 'jump' up on the bed. Emily...she can bound across the room to land on the bed in one leap. And does so, often!

Wordless Wednesday: Molly Goes Exploring (Don't tell OSHA)

Is Molly satisfied with Tom's cabling work?





Missing the fur kids

Sad Mom, today. Had to leave the furkids behind to go on a business trip back East. All by myself.

Mind you, I'm not a fun traveler to begin with (traveling and I don't get along; I'm quite content to stay  home in my little house...all the time, except when walking the dogs), but this trip is especially wearing for some reason. I think I'll pick up some energy today - the weather is perking up. Looks like a decent day. The kind of day I'm used to having back home. Oh, I'm in Philly today - and I'd love to just come to Philly and 'visit'... instead of always ' work'...but, that's for another day.

What the Dogs Think

by Yvonne DiVita, and the dogs

A little ditty about my dogs and how they think. I did ask them to participate so their comments will follow mine. And, I tried to edit but... they got upset so...I'm not responsible for what they say! (remember, they are dogs!)

In our house, Emily, our Treewalker Hound dog, is the most expressive. She not only communicates through those big, brown eyes, she tries to talk to us. "C'mon," she'll say at 7a.m. "It's walk time. What's wrong with you...stop pouring that coffee!" Then, she pretty much head butts us at knee-level and if we don't drop what we're doing to walk her, she'll bother us for hours! You can almost hear her mumble, as she nudges our elbows, "...don't know why I hafta do this every day! I need to check on my rabbits - why don't these hoomans know that!" And, then, when all else fails, she'll sit quietly and just stare... like she is staring so innocently in the picture here. 

Poetry in Motion! Or, Pets Add Life Poetry

by Yvonne DiVita

Poetry in motion refers to the act of turning your blog posts about your dog or cat into poetry. Seriously, don't your pets seem like poetry in motion, sometimes? Maybe all the time? Maybe it's not a sonnet from the pen of William Shakespeare- or a love poem from Elizabeth Barret Browning... Maybe the poetry we write about our pets is more like a ditty from Dr. Seuss... which ain't a bad thing, dontcha know? At any level, the stuff we write about our dogs and cats and ferrets and rabbits and...whew... I can't possibly list all the animals in the Universe, but you get my drift... is poetry in motion.

Pets Add Life, (<<< visit their Facebook page for more inspiration!) that great group of folks who are promoting multiple pet households (we totally agree with that and don't actually understand how we ever got along without 3 dogs and a cat... and wish we could add another cat to the mix...), have a poetry contest your kid's can enter, via their school. Cause, they PAL (Pets Add Life) recognizes that we all get a little help from our kids, when it comes to our pets. 

Dog vs Cat a Funny, Funny Video

You probably already saw this but JUST IN CASE you haven't, here you go. A little fun and humor at the expense of our pets. Or, maybe not. After all, this is so true - the dogs are like this and...most cats are like this, too.

I love it. Just priceless. Enjoy!