Did I tell you that 2 of my grand cats, Hazel Bear and Freddie Purrcury, now have their own Instagram and Facebook sites? I am biased of course, but I do think they are just some of the most fun kitties to watch. My bonus daughter, K8, is a graphic designer and does the most creative little videos with her 2 loves.
Mini Cooper has always loved FishTV. She watches the fish tanks for hours. When she discovered that there was a little slit in the top of the kitchen tank, she decided it would be a good time to take a taste. As you can see if you look closely the fish are not phased by her at all. They must be so used to her presence at this point it is just another day at the FISHDaz zoo.
Charles had to go back to the vet (going to vet pictures above) to make sure all the heart medicine for his advanced congestive heart failure (see post on March 21: Charles’ 2d Chance) was OK. Jolie, of course, suffering from FOMO (Fear Of Missing Out), came for moral support. Well maybe Charles was her support, but I digress…
Charles at the Vet with Jolie butting in as usual
Dr. Buchanan said everything is looking good. We are watching his liver and kidneys and all that stuff because between the Phenobarbital, for seizures, and the VetMedIn and Lasix, for the heart, his poor little organs are under a lot of strain. But Charles does not know this, so he is as happy as a lark.(Coming home from the vet – smiling – pictures below.)
One side effect of these meds is that he is really hungry. I mean, eat the wallpaper hungry. He is not only constantly barking at us and demanding more than ever (he is a Pomeranian CHIHUAHUA as you know and currently we must place a very heavy accent on the little demanding dog part of the breed), but now he has taken to jumping up at my arm when I am in the recliner and giving a little nip if I am not listening to him (since I try hard to ignore him if I can).
We are really glad that Mr. New-lease-on-life is still with us, but we really would like to watch at least one TV show undisturbed.
He finally did conk out after all that excitement at the vet, at least for a little while.
Mini Cooper and Noel, the Christmas cat, in the herb window on a rainy day with lots of reflection. This picture was taken about 2 years ago when Noel was a bit sprier and could get up in the window by herself.
We got our spring hair/fur cuts and Sonya, our groomer extraordinaire, gave us cute little shamrock bandanas. Do we look Irish? March 17th is the Feast of Saint Patrick. He was the patron saint of Ireland around the year 461 and supposedly March 17 is when he died.
Though it is an Irish thing, we celebrate it big here in the US. Actually, according to Wikipedia.com, it is celebrated bigger in North America than in Ireland. Americans have actually had parades since the 1600s to celebrate.
We have a lot of Irish friends: Irish Wolfhounds, Irish Terriers, Wheaten Terriers, Kerry Blue Terriers, Irish Setters, Irish Water Spaniels, and who could forget the cutest little Glen of Imaal Terrier.
Well, maybe we don’t look Irish, but everyone can be Irish for one day. Now, where is that pot of gold they talk about at the end of the rainbow?
Charles at the Vet with Jolie butting in as usual
DogDaz Zoo 