I’ve always said that I don’t trust people who don’t have animals in their homes, or at least the ones who choose to NOT have them. There are valid reasons why people don’t have an animal; cost, medical, time, space…but the people who actually make that decision to not have an animal kind of makes me suspect! I am also leery of anyone that my dog doesn’t like! There is this apparently friendly, pleasant gentleman that I sometimes pass while waking my dogs; he lives on my block, always say ‘hello, good morning and/or have a nice day’ on his way to church! DUKE DOES NOT LIKE HIM! I trust my dog!
Although our household went eight years without having a dog in he house, we still had cats! Now, don’t get me wrong, cats are hilarious! Kitty Meow Meow has the loudest meow when she gets a milk ring in her mouth and walks around the house as if she just caught the best tasting mouse! She is also the first animal that came back in our house after we had to put down long time animals back to back due to illness, therefore, she is the oldest. She has seen many a dog and cat come and go! When she sees a new one come through the door, she gets this look on her face like “Another one? What am I not GOOD enough for you!?”
Kitty Meow Meow
Picasso loves to climb into plastic Jewel bags and get picked up while he bites holes in the bag! He also
knocks the plays with the alphabet magnets I have on my fridge for my nieces. I’m not quite sure how many are under the fridge at this point. I also say that Picasso has middle child syndrome because he is the one with the most ‘issues’ (his nicknames are Piggy-fatso because he is first to the food bowl, scarfs the food down and then pukes unchewed food, or Sissy-Casso because EVERYTHING scares him) but he is still my baby boy!
Thumper came into our home after Katrina and completely took over the house. He was the cocky new kid on the block and would attack your legs, bite you and ‘flick’ you off with his hind legs! I actually had to ‘Cesar Millan’ him once or twice. He has since become one of THE most loveable cats with the longest fangs AND has his own stuffed pet frog (we will keep secret what he uses it for)!!
Kurly Q is Ryans’ girlfriends cat and has only been with us for a short period of time but made himself at home immediately and fits in perfectly! Kurly is quite the lover to all, human, cat or dog! He walks around the house and rubs up against anyone around just to get some attention. He is very vocal and sometimes looks for Delilah, rolls on his back when he finds her for a kitty/puppy wrestling match, then proceeds to meow like crazy as if Delilah is killing him! We would yell at Delilah for being too ‘ruff’ but then realized Kurly kept coming back for more and can truly hold his own against a dog! Truth be told, I think Kurly would kick Delilahs butt!
Kurly Q or Mr. Q as I sometimes call him!
Dogs on the other hand are not as predictable as the cats! Awhile back we heard Duke whining while staring at the couch, this went on for some time. I finally put a blanket on the couch and he happily jumped on the couch, gave that nesting spin, a plop and a satisfied sigh! (REALLY? Who is training who here?) He thinks he is a lap dog even though he is 65 pounds and passes gas when he sits down and turns to look at the closest butt to see where that sound came from! I swear he sometimes looks at another dog, rather than he own rear end, as if pointing a finger!
Did I do that?
Delilahs nesting ‘dance’ looks like she is a bucking bronco. She puts her nose down as if sniffing the blanket, quickly bucks her head up and spins around, never moves a blanket with her paws or anything like a normal nesting routine goes (maybe you have to see it!) She has OCD and chews on soft things like pillows, blankets or clothing when you scratch her neck or when she can’t play with Darwin. Not to destroy them, it’s that itchy chew that dogs do when they are scratching themselves in sensitive areas using their front teeth!? Or she barrels back into the house from outside when it’s cold or wet and does this backwards scoot along the back of the couch either drying or scratching herself, we haven’t figured out which yet.
Today, Daisy walked around the house with a large Milk Bone in her mouth while Delilah followed her around hoping she would drop it. This went on for, no lie, almost two hours before Daisy finally laid down and fell asleep with the biscuit still in her mouth. She busted me taking a picture of her though!
My dogs will play with a ball and when it rolls under a couch will whine to get it, even when there are 2 others laying right behind them, they get the biggest kick out of tossing something in the air just to chase after it or get this confused ‘where did it go?’ look on their faces, look for items that they think you’ve thrown, bury raw hides just to dig them up later because they are better in their soggy state or choose the sparkliest cat toy over the longest doggie rope!
If you are reading this, you are more than likely an animal owner so you see why I don’t trust people who choose not to have animals in their homes? How could you love (wow an honest typo) LIVE without them!? Share the funny things your animals do!!!!