Mommy has a hard time getting a picture with us so she took a picture of her reflection in the front door while we were looking out at her. It shows all of us in one shot. V is also in the picture if you look really hard.
Just another DogDaz morning at the zoo ❤
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We hope this is the last storm of the season, but you never know around here. They name snow storms now, and this one is called Petra. She came with several inches of snow, then a layer of ice, and then rain. It didn’t rain enough to wash it all away so we were stuck with muck. We don’t mind the snow, but the ice and the cold rain is yucky. Hurry up SPRING!
Louise found a nice sun square on the kitchen floor late in the afternoon coming through the western window. The late day tones made the second photo almost black and white without me having to do anything.
Louise was keeping that sunspot all to herself (you can see poor Sofie in the shadows). There are not a lot of sunspots in the winter to lie in.
My humans have adopted a small kitten and they want me to share my food, my toys, and even my bed, with the obnoxious little pest. How do I get them to understand that I love their company but this is my space and I like it that way?
Yours truly,
Distraught in Denver
Dear Distraught,
Humans just don’t understand us felines very well, do they? In the human world, I guess they don’t care if a stranger comes into their house and takes all their food out of the cabinet and eats it and then sleeps in their nice cozy bed. I wish there was a way you could explain to them that cats are very territorial and suspicious creatures. We need our own spaces. Do you have shelves that you can climb up on, a cat tree, or at least a window perch to get away from the pesty newbie? I know that in my house, we have a community of cats, of which I am the Queen, and sometimes we all like to be together, and many times, we all want to be alone. That is why our humans have catified our house with trees and window seats and gates to keep the dogs away from our play areas.
Mom just doesn’t understand that once we are done playing in the snow we want to come into the nice warm house immediately, not one minute longer!
I look through ever door that I can to make sure Mom knows that I am wanting to come inside. NOW! I even have started barking at the door in case she has forgotten that I have been in the back yard for at least 2 days (Mom note: 5 minutes).
My tootsies are freezing Mom! Let me in!!!!
(No paws were harmed in the making of this blog post)
Sofie and Charles agree on one thing when Mom is sitting at the kitchen table, she must be having something to eat, therefore, we must look as pitiful as possible so that she gives us some of it. Sorry but that just doesn’t work, most of the time, but it does, some of the time, so we try it all of the time, because, what do we have but time.