Thursday, January 31, 2013
Sunday, January 20, 2013
You Know You're A Dog Person When...
You can pluck a dog hair from your food and finish eating without batting an eye
You have tasted a dog biscuit to make sure it's good enough
|Kodiak of Cripple Creek - 1985|
You have lied to your spouse to keep or protect a dog
You'd rather shop for dog stuff than people stuff
You cry watching "Emergency Vets"
You have used your dog's shampoo
You don't visit people who don't let dogs in their house
Your dog gets presents from "Santa"
You refer to your friends as "Fizz’s mummy" etc.
You Know You're a Cat Person When...
|Dia Kitti of Lizard Rock - 1982|
You do not consider an outfit complete without some cat hair.
You consider cat hair in your food as extra fiber.
You apologize when you step on a fuzzy cat toy in the dark.
You sleep on one edge of the bed because the cat is sleeping in the middle & looks soooo cute!
You accidentally put your husband's dinner plate on the floor.
You spend more money on things for your cats than on the you.
You decorate your Christmas tree with dangly cat toys.
You refer to going to the bathroom as "using the box."
You pat the sofa beside you to invite your guests to sit down.
Posted by margeaux at 11:43 AM
Sunday, January 6, 2013
hi everyone, it's TIERA ! the terrific!
just thought i would pop in and see how everyone is doing. hope you are having a great start to the new year. i did, here i am deep into negotiations with S on just how much of his New Years Beef Wellington i should get. i hit M up later when the creme brulle came to the table- i love cream brulle. and, yes, she did share...an itsy bit.
i was also able to get them to start a fire just for me....
burr it's been cold...i don't like it cold.... i am an AAF, african abyssinian feline...give me sunshine, give me heat- i like it hot hot hot!
according to M it is because i've turned into a "hellcat." just because i am getting feline dementia and find myself screeching at all times of the day or night if i forget where my bed or food is, or, feel lonely...okay, so give me a break- i am 18 years old and was terrorized by three canines and a "black" cat named midnite during those years. hehe! well, maybe only two canines; jesse j was soooo sweet i put him...all 120 pounds, in the corner; but even that takes a tole on a nine pound "terrific cat."
M has been wonderful and keeps my heated blanket on in my bed 24/7 and it feels sooooooo nice. cats sleep 18 hours a day and midnite when she was 22 years old and i a kitten wanting to play with her, told me that "older cats sleep all the time and are NOT to be disturbed by scrawny kittens!" ha! i wasn't scrawny.
now i am kind of understanding the sleeping undisturbed thing.
sometimes if i get a little too warm, i just poke out my paws to cool off. a trick i learned watching M when she sleeps and her foot sticks out from the covers. ^..^
have a meow'n week or, if you're one of those other things...a dog, a woof'n week!
Posted by margeaux at 12:36 PM