This smells interesting? I know that I have smelled this before.
Is it that time of year already? We know that our friend Speedy the Cheeky House Bunny has started counting the days until Christmas. It must be coming soon.
We hope SantaPaws brings an end to this virus in everyone’s stockings.
When Mommy turns her back to feed the dogs, I am very quick to help myself to the dog food. Aren’t I good at it. I don’t think Mom liked the idea that I am self-sufficient.
Remember, cats can have dog food, but dogs should not have cat food. It contains too much fat, calories, and protein that can really upset their tummies and even cause pancreatitis.
Winter has come, so the plants needed to come in from outside. Nine thinks that is just great. New plaything: Let’s dig! Let’s scratch! If you look halfway up the trunk of the fig tree (ficus benjamina), you will see gnarls from cats-past who also found the fig tree a great scratching post during the winter. BTW, this fig tree is at least 25 years old.
One day I will be able to sit down and watch TV without a million paws asking for something. To the right of me was Louise, begging in her cute ‘please Mommy’ way for a cookie. What you don’t see is a moment before she was pawing at my leg relentlessly. I don’t know about you but I have these long black and blue marks down my thighs, and then I remember it was Louise.
To the left of me was Mini Cooper. Wanting my endless attention, all the time these days. Sometimes I notice these little scratches all over my legs and tummy and realize, oh yes, Mini was kneading me.
Then I turn away and it is Charles now on my left, who has rousted Mini because he was jealous and wants to make sure no one gets more attention than him. At least, the little man doesn’t leave any marks.