Saturday, February 24, 2007

The Agile Rat

Rat agility. I am saved.

Pretties for You

My apologies to Alice Cooper who has an album of the same name.

Poi Recipe

One handful of poi
Two eggs
Some dried mango
Juice of a sweet lime

Smoosh it all together and put it in the omlette pan-nuke for 2 minutes.

Spritz with honey and sprinkle with cinnamon

YUM-a sweet purple pancake.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

I heard it on the wind

Ok, I'm home, I'm awake, my door is open and it's the middle of the morning. It's amazing just how many frantic dogs there are in my neighborhood. I can follow the progress of the mailman just by listening to them bark.

Now I can see them barking at a stray dog, but for pity sakes, the mailman comes 6 days a week-you think they'd get used to it. However, the mailman also GOES 6 days a week, so maybe in their little doggie heads they believe they have driven off the intruder yet again. In fact, they are probably thinking "for pity sakes, I drive him off 6 days a week, you think he'd learn not to come here".

I really do believe crate training helps keeps dogs secure and balanced. My spotties are fighing constantly at my Mom's and I think it is partially because they don't have a crate to retreat to. Of course, part of the problem is that Prissy just turned a year old and thinks she's a big grown up dog. And the final piece is that no one at Mom's is a pack leader-they remove the dogs from each other but never teach them to be together. Once they get back here it will take one spat and they'll get the message.

The web cam is down at cityvet, so I can't catch a glimpse of my "big dogs". Hopefully they will be home soon.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Doggie Paradise

Today is a poidogz dream-warm and sunny, the grass just the proper height for rolling. Alas no dogs here today. 2 are in Oklahoma, 2 at the kennel, awaiting my return to mobility. The backyard looks forlorn and foresaken without the pitter patter of tiny canine feet. The squirrels are moving about with impunity and even the hysterical schnauzers are quiet since there is no one to argue with.

The front yard is a different story. A grackle is busy chastising the cat for daring to step foot outside. I'm glad at least someone can enjoy this respite from winter.

It's much harder for me to see the wonders of the day without my companions to show me-but I am going to try to keep their teachings alive while they are absent.

Monday, February 19, 2007

Craigslist Funny

Wanted: Non-obsessed wife looking for a YORKIE

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Date: 2007-02-19, 5:22PM CST

Looking for my wife... I'm sure y'all have seen he on this board looking 24/hrs day/ 7 days/week for a new Yorkie puppy...

Please stop honey.. the kids haven't eaten in 2 days....


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Ahhh, the great outdoors

Got out for a bit today to run some errands-the sun was shining and it felt good on my shoulders. But, I think it would have felt better if there had a been at least ONE dog to watch as it rolled in the grass and thoroughly enjoyed itself. That is a gift given to dogs-total joy, with no hesitation, reservation or qualification.

The bandage on my splint is coming undone and bits of gauze are poking out here and there. I look like a teddy bear after Cody has had his way with it-stuffing everywhere.

I guess kitten and puppy season is in full swing now. In fact, there is a pregnant cat who has taken up residence in my backyard. If the dogs don't come home before she gives birth I fear there will be kittens hatching under the porch. Ironically, a cat had kittens under the porch last time I had surgery-Mamma cat still lives with Jay and Sue. Maybe it's karma-I have surgery, and a stray gray cat (yes, both moms are gray) has a litter under my porch.

I've already spent about $500 this past year on a kitten I adopted, nursed, neutered and then let move next door. One thought is to neuter the entire litter to be and let them stay, thus ensuring no one else will take up residence. Not sure what the neighbors would say about that, but at least one of said neighbors is responsible for bringing the gray madonna into my midst.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

The cat reigns supreme

Pasht is quite happy in her role as only mobile mammal-right now she's sunning on the chaise lounge and thermoregulating by moving in and out of the sunny spot.

Pasht is a 10 year old tortie-I wanted a kitten while in grad school, and I didn't want anything from Pasht's litter, but I took her to rehome her because I felt sorry for her. Tortioise shell kitties look a little odd until their coat comes in, and Pasht's people thought she had a skin disease and were going to put her down. It took us about an hour to catch her because, unlike the other kittens, she hadn't been given any attention.

I held on to her all the way home, upended a laundry basket to make a cage and went off to walmart to get some supplies. When I got back, she was sitting in the middle of the living room floor.

I said "I can't help you if you run away from me" and she walked right up to me, and has been next to me ever since that day.