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(Wrote August 31, 2009)

Here’s a bit of personal news. We got a dog. Male. Named him Buddy. He’s a bit hyper, wants to play all the time, bouncy, and total goof. When I find my camera again, I’ll get some pix and put them up.

He looks like he’s got some Rottweiler in him. Shows with the coloring and stubby tail, but he’s got some white hairs lightly through out, mostly around his chest/neck area his honches. His face looks like Shetland Sheepdog (Sheltie) or even wolf. Long nose and big furry, pointed ears. (He’s trying to sleep right now, but if I was to get it up or one the cats go by, he would bound right up!).

The poor cats. LOL! The night my sister, Tena and my niece, Sara, bought him over was freakin’ hilarious. (They found him abandoned in the country, they had checked the house in the area, but no one claimed him. So, we are keeping him.) Well, the minute the dog came in the house…all 4 cats suddenly teleported to other areas and didn’t bother hiding the fact from us humans that they could do this. LOL! Boo Kitty and Ruby just disappeared…poof GONE!. Marble and Charlie discovered 2 point teleportation…involves going straight up and backwards. Amazing watching a 15-20 lb fat cat sudden become very light on his feet.

Boo Kitty, Ruby, and Charlie retreated upstairs. Marble got smart and brave and stayed downstairs to watch every move the dog made. After a bit she realized the dog couldn’t get up on higher places like the pool table and that if she stayed put in one spot, he would just come over and sniff and snuffle at her. At one point I went upstairs to the bathroom and Buddy followed…LOL! He gets half way up the stairs when Charlie scrambles off and Boo Kitty & Ruby attacked his ass! Buddy ran back downstairs. After I got back downstairs for a short while, my hubby calls for me and points up the steps….

(If you’ve been in my house, you know what the stair area looks like. For those who don’t, let me see if I can describe it. It’s closed in on bothsides. When looking up, on the right the wall goes all the way up to the ceiling of the hallway. On the left the wall stops at the floor of the hallway and has a banister/rail for protection. The top of the steps are open and end at the floor, or course, but across from the top of the steps is another wall that starts at the hallway floor and goes up to the ceiling. This is a closet for the spare bedroom.)

…now, when I looked up the steps, I see on my left, with their heads under the rail and looking down, are Boo Kitty and Charlie. At the top of the steps is Ruby, laying down but looking downstairs. ALL three are just growling up a storm. Almost a perfect harmony of frustration and anger. (FYI–Ruby is the smallest cat, she about 2 1/2 years old and still looks like she’s about 6-8 months old, even after 2 litters, the 1st of which I got Charlie & Marble from).

At one point the dog tried going up the stairs again, Charlie and Boo Kitty tried crowding against that closet wall, but stil maintain watching the dog, but while doing this they were practically laying on top of each other. Ruby was the one who stood up and started hissing and spiting at the dog. I was like “The 2 biggest cats in the house are hiding from the dog and the littlest one is attacking. LOL!!!”

Through it all, Marble just calmly watches and asseses the situation. Her and Buddy are now sorta friends. She’ll let him lick her head and ears, but don’t take to fondly to him chasing her. Boo Kitty’s gotten over it, he just puts Buddy in his place with a well aimed swipe of a paw. Charlie and Ruby still want nothing to do with Buddy, but the need for food and litter box took procedent over their annoyance and fear of him. They try to sneak around as much as possible. The other crazy thing is, Charlie and Ruby are getting along better now because they have a common enemy. Wonder how long that’ll last?

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(Wrote October 23, 2009)

Today has been an interesting day.

My darling husband has been getting some painting done in our kitchen. This is actually my project, but I’ve been having issues with sleeping at night. As a result I sleep thru the day and end up just as tired as if I hadn’t slept. I’m working on it, made some progress. He’s been wonderful with understanding I have a problem and is doing this to get the painting done, so I can do the wallpapering. Which I will be starting on tomorrow the latest.

Scott decided to paint the backside of our kitchen door with the milk chocolate colored paint (1 of 3 colors I have for the kitchen), because I decided to do that since we will have so much of that color left over, in order to make the back door entrance way look a little nicer. He was simply trying to multi-task…waiting for the kitchen paint to dry.

Just before starting to paint the door, he let our dog, Buddy, outside. Buddy, amazingly, pooped outside!! So when Scott let the dog back in, he said “Good Boy!! Poop OUTSIDE. Good boy.” and was going to give him a treat.

Buddy got so excited by the compliment he ended up leaning against the wet painted door. My husband told him to come, to get off the door in a firm voice, nothing threatening…I’m sure he was probably even shaking his head in humor. Since my husband is the alpha male of our little pack, Buddy did what any dog would do when hearing the alpha’s firm voice…he cowered a bit, moved….

…and promptly sat his ass down in the paint tray that was sitting on the floor. Now most dogs upon feeling something cold, wet, and kinda mushy on their ass woulda jumped up or moved and looked at the paint tray like it was its fault. NOPE, Buddy continued to sit in the paint. At this point my husband had had enough (explain more in a bit), he yelled a bit, told the Buddy to come…he wouldn’t. So Scott grabbed him by the collar to take him out to his leash. During this paint and Buddy’s ass got moved around on the back steps (these steps are indoors, 2 steps up to the kitchen door, a platform with outside back door, & steps that go to the basement). Scott almost fell down the basement steps because of the the paint.

Yes, it’s drizzling out, but Scott left Buddy outside for a couple hours so maybe the rain & wet grass might wash off some of the paint. It did, but not much. So Buddy got to use his ass and paint my tub, too. Oye!

My poor husband had a bad day with the animals and part of it was my fault. Before the incident with Buddy, the cats decided to be complete boneheads, too. Boo Kitty was doing his usually bitching, he started in as soon as Scott got up…sigh. Charlie decided to piss on the dirty clothes on the laundry room floor. Marble ended up peeing all over the clean clothes on the pool table. The cats peeing is my fault, I forgot to clean the litter box the last few days, plus I think they don’t like the litter we got.

Where was I through all this? Sleeping…LOL!!
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