Sometimes, you can just find the best toys at KMart. It is hard to see, even at night, but there is a flashing light where the pee hits the snowman.
This reminded me of my blog friend, Easy. He would have found this funny. Easy left the planet the other day and is now, with Sammy the OneSpoiledCat, and all our Zoo Angels, in the big meadow over the rainbow bridge. This has been a good few weeks if you are in the Angel making business, but a bad few weeks for us still down here. Easy was a really special weimaraner and his humans really knew how to show his personality on their blog.
I would think that it would be really uncomfortable to lie my head on a metal thing blowing hot air. Actually, I can kind of understand the cats lying on them because they cover the grate with their whole body (especially Noel). I guess it is like a heating pad. But Sofie just sticks her head on it. I can never figure out these furballs.
Have a wonderful Sunday!
This is part of the Black and White Sunday Blog Hop. Thanks to Dachshund Nola and Sugar for hosting.
Sofie’s birthday party down by the water turned into a sniffing party. Though the sky was gray, it was kind of warm for November. Something really good must have been scenting the place over night because the girls were definitely onto something. Sofie got tired and decided she was going to take a short nap.
What mischief did you get into today?
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This is a blog hop. I hopped it from MYBrownNewfies. Check them out for more mischief.
It has been an amazing 6 years with Sofie Bear. She came to us a puppy full of spit & vinegar. The rescue thought she was a Collie/Shepard mix and would be about 70 lbs. Looking back she was probably older than 12 weeks when we got her because she stayed small. I think she is a Sheltie/Mischief mix.
Sofie was a smiling, stubborn, and playful puppy. She always had an independent streak and was head strong. She and I did lots of training in the first 3 years.
It is hard to remember, because time goes so fast, but it was somewhere around 4 years old that her night terrors and separation horrors started. That changed her a lot. But this year we finally got things under control with love, medication, and more love.
Sofie is my silly, rolly-polly, best friend, bundle of fluff (who happens to have some door eating and thunder storm issues). She has taught me patience, unconditional love, and mostly to see the world through the simple heart of a trusting soul.