Quote of the Day: I've been up since 4:30am with a hacking cough and work to get done. I have no quote today.
Just a bit of whining...
My twitter posts are supposed to show up in Facebook but apparently picture posts do not. Or Twitter just sucks. IDK. Here are the pictures of the day for like the last four days. And I think I'm still a day behind...
Picture of the Day #11:
Picture of the Day #12:
Picture of the Day #13:
Picture of the Day #14:
Neo, Kitten Gigolo...
Neo used to be so innocent. He used to just lay everywhere and purr. When he started making friends with the dog, we were like "aw, that's cute". He never fought with crankypants, Morpheus. And Trixie just sort of licked him every so often.
All that has changed. He stalks Dakota everywhere she goes. That cat can't be away from that dog for more than a few minutes without rubbing up all over her the second she's within eye shot. It's not like Dakota is small and could be mistaken for a cat. This is a 70lb Lab with a 7lb cat lover. I catch Neo sleeping with Dakota. I'd take a picture but the Dakota photo sense causes her to bolt whenever the possibility of a picture comes around. Dakota has NO sense of personal space yet seems to be trying to get away from Neo sometimes. I think he'd ride around on her back if he could figure it out. I also catch Trixie licking Neo head to toe and he actually lays on his back and just lets her. It almost looks kind of dirty. I have to give them their privacy. The other day I caught him snuggling, SNUGGLING, with Morpheus. MORPHEUS??!!! Morpheus doesn't snuggle! He rips you to shreds with only a glare! He's like the Chuck Norris of cats. Only Chuck Norris knows not to mess with Morpheus. The straw on top is the kitten sexfest that went on here last week. I'm still trying to drink away the memories of that horrible day. I don't know what happened to my innocent little kitten.
Speaking of Morpheus....
We finally put a collar on that one since his one mission in life has been to escape out the front door. Every time he gets out, he runs further down the driveway and, at some point, we won't be able to catch him. So we put a name tag on him. He's 5 and has never wore one. He took it rather well. Meaning he didn't scratch my eyeballs out when I put it on him. Actually, I thought for sure he would go nuts, trying to get it off. Boyfriend thought it would be funny to get one with a bell on it, since I guess he loves being kept up all night by annoying ringing sounds. Morph can't quite figure that part out. He's so fluffy that the bell get muffled most of the time when he's walking around. But if it does ring, he starts zooming around, trying to find it. He hasn't figured out that it's him making the noise. Hahahahahahaha...cracks me up.
Jenn - Hoping my lung doesn't actually come out of my chest with all this hacking...
Just a bit of whining...
My twitter posts are supposed to show up in Facebook but apparently picture posts do not. Or Twitter just sucks. IDK. Here are the pictures of the day for like the last four days. And I think I'm still a day behind...
Picture of the Day #11:
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| Boyfriend just got back from Chicago. We are about to eat the dinner. |
Picture of the Day #12:
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| Tree I pulled out of my garden. We are going to try and plant it somewhere else. |
Picture of the Day #13:
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| Happy 12th Birthday, Ethan. Those took FOR-EVER. |
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| Trixie got caught molesting Neo. |
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| Neo before he became a man whore. |
Neo used to be so innocent. He used to just lay everywhere and purr. When he started making friends with the dog, we were like "aw, that's cute". He never fought with crankypants, Morpheus. And Trixie just sort of licked him every so often.
All that has changed. He stalks Dakota everywhere she goes. That cat can't be away from that dog for more than a few minutes without rubbing up all over her the second she's within eye shot. It's not like Dakota is small and could be mistaken for a cat. This is a 70lb Lab with a 7lb cat lover. I catch Neo sleeping with Dakota. I'd take a picture but the Dakota photo sense causes her to bolt whenever the possibility of a picture comes around. Dakota has NO sense of personal space yet seems to be trying to get away from Neo sometimes. I think he'd ride around on her back if he could figure it out. I also catch Trixie licking Neo head to toe and he actually lays on his back and just lets her. It almost looks kind of dirty. I have to give them their privacy. The other day I caught him snuggling, SNUGGLING, with Morpheus. MORPHEUS??!!! Morpheus doesn't snuggle! He rips you to shreds with only a glare! He's like the Chuck Norris of cats. Only Chuck Norris knows not to mess with Morpheus. The straw on top is the kitten sexfest that went on here last week. I'm still trying to drink away the memories of that horrible day. I don't know what happened to my innocent little kitten.
Speaking of Morpheus....
We finally put a collar on that one since his one mission in life has been to escape out the front door. Every time he gets out, he runs further down the driveway and, at some point, we won't be able to catch him. So we put a name tag on him. He's 5 and has never wore one. He took it rather well. Meaning he didn't scratch my eyeballs out when I put it on him. Actually, I thought for sure he would go nuts, trying to get it off. Boyfriend thought it would be funny to get one with a bell on it, since I guess he loves being kept up all night by annoying ringing sounds. Morph can't quite figure that part out. He's so fluffy that the bell get muffled most of the time when he's walking around. But if it does ring, he starts zooming around, trying to find it. He hasn't figured out that it's him making the noise. Hahahahahahaha...cracks me up.
Jenn - Hoping my lung doesn't actually come out of my chest with all this hacking...
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