Cats & Dogs

Animals are so entertaining. I've had to drop my puppy off at my family's house every morning before work so he doesn't make too much noise (or mess!) in our apartment. I've been stashing him and all his stuff in their laundry room....the current abode of my mom's calico kitty. 

I've never seen a cat look so put out. 

Here's something I found that I think this describes both cats and dogs perfectly:

EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DIARY

 Day number 181 
8:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! 
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE! 
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE! 
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE! 
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! 
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE! 
1:00 pm OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE! 
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE! 
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! 
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!  
 
 Day number 182 
8:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! 
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE! 
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE! 
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE! 
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! 
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE! 
1:00 pm OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE! 
1:30 pm - ooooooo. bath. bummer. 
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE! 
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE! 
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!   
 
 
EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DIARY  
 
DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.  
DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try this on their bed.  
DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan.  
DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.  
DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.  
DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird on the other hand has got to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time...

The Cutest Puppy!

Alright... so I kind of jumped the gun and bought a puppy before a house. I've been looking at puppies for months knowing that I couldn't have one....but with the acceptance of our offer and finding the exact mix of dog I wanted I called up my mom and begged her to "puppy sit" for a week or two until we could move in. She was not very excited, "If you must..." was her response. All of a minute later I decided "Yep... I think I must". But every one else (with the exception of my dad and my family's other pets) was very excited ;). I think the rest are warming up to him though, How can you not love that little face?

So, Here's Koda, my little pomeranian/maltese:

He's extremely soft and furry, but he only weighs two pounds and he's only supposed to be six pounds full grown! He is so cute (especially when he is sleeping and not trying to eat the wall, my shoe, the cords, my hand, the carpet, etc...). When he's excited he hops, not walks :).

We'll hopefully be closing on our home sometime next week. I'm so excited! It definetly feels like it's been a long time coming (Our first offer for a home was made in July!).

Here's also a quick ode to my mom: Who does her best to dutifully frighten the teenage trick-or-treaters each and every Halloween.