An Only Dog

At the last minute I realized I didn't WANT to be responsible for all three dogs and my parents on this trip. So Biddy and Dottie got packed up and sent to the kennel. I ratted out Cody's weight problem and asked that treats be limited. It really should be a more relaxing trip this way, other than the fact that the only dog is Prissy.

She's fine now but when the other kids got loaded into the car she through a wall eyed fit. I haven't seen one of those in awhile. In fact, she was still howling when I got back. I've pretty much ignored her and just let her snoop around the house. Just like a kid, it wasn't that she WANTED to go to the kennel and have a bath, it's that she didn't want them to get to do it if she didn't.

Hopefully we'll get some quality training time in during the next couple of days.

Making the Cut

Mom, Dad and I are taking our "Fall Tour" in eastern Oklahoma on Wednesday. I was planning on taking Prissy-good socialiation for her, and I can't bear to leave Dottie behind, so I might as well take Biddy too. She's a good traveler and she likes older people and heck, she's little.

My two big dogs will have to go to the vet-5 dogs and 3 people is just too much for a day trip. The little dogs can wear their sweaters and I think it will just be a nice day for us all. I hope.

Taming the Hungry Beast

I've been leaving the garage door cracked during the day and letting Pasht go in and out. Today she decided to join the neighbors and I down at Moms, where she sat on the porch and loudly proclaimed that she was hungry, very hungry and we should all feed her at once. Everyone was greatly concerned (except me, I know what she eats) so I called her over and we all saw just how "hungry" the girl is.

Everyone was impressed with a cat who would come when called. Mom is going to have to start stocking cat treats I guess.

Pasht will get her dinner tonight at the regular time. Right now she's curled up at my feed exceedingly proud of herself for making such a racket and getting all that attention.

Battle of the Bulge

Poor Cody is losing his battle of the bulge. I think I'm going to have to pull out the walky dog and attach it to the bike and see if we can use it to help him.

I have a thing for Mr. Jiggles

I love that stupid Bissel commercial set in a doggie daycare. And the star of the show is Mr. Jiggles, the chihuahua. His remorse at his accident is heart breaking, and then he rebounds to sit on the lady's lap during story time.

I guess it's the mark of a dog lover to have 5 of the little darlings and still be a huge fan of one more.

R.I.P Washoe

Washoe, the chimp, has passed away. It's front page news here, because the project took place in Oklahoma.

Washoe taught science what our hearts already new. Animals have their own minds and their own thoughts, and they can communicate those. Run free, little chimp.

Construction Work

Workers here today-going to be a barkin sort of day. Nerve wracking for all of us. AAAAAAAAGH