So Long, Old Buddy

I lost my Buddy on April 28th.

Technically he wasn’t really mine. Buddy was our neighborhood cat a few of us cared for when his so-called guardians ignored him. Truth be told, they didn’t deserve a unique, engaging character like Buddy.buddy on lawn againLet’s call his so-called guardians The Heartless Ones just for clarity sake, shall we? So The Heartless Ones have dogs that live indoors but their cats are generally relegated to the porch. Not allowing them inside defeats the purpose of having them, don’t you think? Buddy thought so. Therefore, he looked for greener pastures. And he found them. Continue reading

You’re Hired!

So I’m walking through my family room last Friday. To clarify, I also walk through it every other day of the week. After all, it IS on the way to my favorite place — the kitchen. This is evident by my protruding belly. But on this day, out of the corner of my eye, I caught something furry hunkered alongside the Ab Roller I haven’t used in weeks. Again, evident by my protruding belly.

lonely ab roller Lonely ab roller

My first thought upon seeing this wad of fur: What did the animals bring in now? My second thought: How to catch and release it outside, assuming it’s still alive? And that’s when I saw it. No, it was not a mouse or a rat. Nor was it a bird or a bat. Could it be a squirrel or perhaps a cat? Oh me, oh my, what IS that?!Dr. SeussOkay, so I’m no Dr. Seuss. I’ll end your suspense now. Drum roll please… Continue reading

Where Did I Go Wrong?

My dogs wear diapers.

Yes, you read that correctly. I have diaper-wearing dogs, otherwise known as Skip and Nellie. Only Callie sleeps au-naturel. So I ask you….where did I go wrong

No question I’m an animal lover. In fact, I have a slew of them. But recently I’ve been forced to admit I may not be the greatest guardian. I mean, really. Who else do you know that diapers her dogs before bed? Nobody, right? I knew it. There’s something wrong with me.

All my animals use a dog door to come and go into the backyard. Well, maybe not ALL of them. There’s Skip, my incredibly adorable Corgi mix who sucks on a blanket like a baby with a pacifier. He hit a home run in the too-cute-for-words department but struck out when it came to having smarts. I call him my special child.

Skip and his ever-present blankie Skip and his ever-present blankie

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Animal House: Life with 6 Pets

When one has 6 animals and a steady contingent of foster kittens, ones home tends not to resemble those found in magazines like House Beautiful.House beautifulI never had kids but I would imagine having lots of indoor pets is sort of like having a large, messy family that never grows up and leaves home. In other words,  I don’t plan on ever having a truly clean house. Ever.

My house is seeminyly immaculate only in the hour after I finish my extensive weekly 3-hour cleaning. But from then on out, you’ll discover no discernible evidence I ever attempted to tidy up.

Some discovered the toilet paper

Someone found the toilet paper

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Here We Go Again (One Cat Closer to Crazy)

I recently blogged that I’m not a crazy cat lady because I have only one feline. To be honest, I’m more a crazy dog lady. I have three, but could easily bring home three more if not for county regulations and the likely wrath of my neighbors.crazy dog ladyBesides, my family might have me committed for evaluation of my mental stability (or instability) should I rescue more dogs. Trust me, I’m relatively normal. Doctors can examine my brain all they want. They won’t find anything.

Wait, that didn’t come out right…Well, you know what I mean. Continue reading