Hound dog
Nana's are Beautiful
If it weren't for my fur babies I'd probably be safely tucked in a padded room somewhere.
I swear they keep me sane most days.
I made them all very happy today. Bruce the cat got a new toy. A glove that has long furry strings of fabric that dangle and wiggle caused by the person wearing the glove. He loves it, right up there with his battery operated mouse. The dogs got a bag of new beef rawhide bones. They haven't had them since Gracie came to stay as it caused a major war between Betsy and Gracie. (Gracie did get them in her crate for teething purposes) They were hopping around like it was xmas morning. lol Then I decided on pork spare ribs for supper, so each dog got a bone from that.
Bruce got a bit more spoiled because Nichole picked him up a new collar with a bell on it. lol
Betsy came in from playing out in the yard with Molly and her Daddy Rowdy and cuddled me on the couch......to the point of nearly causing me to fall asleep. At the moment I have Bruce at my feet attempting to avoid Betsy as he wants to sneak yet again into my lap. Betsy is on one side of me, Molly lying on her futon cushion "dog bed" on the other.
My furbabies don't give me a chance to feel unappreciate, unwanted, or unloved. They make me laugh even if I feel like crying. (I have goof balls) Like the scene has changed. Betsy wants so badly to play with Bruce that she's fetched his fishing pole toy and is teasing him with it. Bruce is ready to pounce at any second. Too cute and too funny to watch.
My mother used to ask me why on earth I want a smelly good for nothing animal in my house for. I was just ruining my stuff and wasting my money on them.
But I swear a majority of the time I'll take the company of an animal over that of a person. I've been that way since I was very very young.
Oh, and about a year ago my Mom bought her first puppy. This puppy now sleeps with her, isn't allowed to go outside to potty cuz he might get wet or cold, and is spoiled rotten. She even has medication insurance on him thru a program with the vet.
Cracks me up everytime I even think about it.
I've been truely enjoying the company of my furry babies this evening.
(and now Bruce and Betsy are stalking and chasing each other around the dining room table) lmao
I swear they keep me sane most days.
I made them all very happy today. Bruce the cat got a new toy. A glove that has long furry strings of fabric that dangle and wiggle caused by the person wearing the glove. He loves it, right up there with his battery operated mouse. The dogs got a bag of new beef rawhide bones. They haven't had them since Gracie came to stay as it caused a major war between Betsy and Gracie. (Gracie did get them in her crate for teething purposes) They were hopping around like it was xmas morning. lol Then I decided on pork spare ribs for supper, so each dog got a bone from that.
Bruce got a bit more spoiled because Nichole picked him up a new collar with a bell on it. lol
Betsy came in from playing out in the yard with Molly and her Daddy Rowdy and cuddled me on the couch......to the point of nearly causing me to fall asleep. At the moment I have Bruce at my feet attempting to avoid Betsy as he wants to sneak yet again into my lap. Betsy is on one side of me, Molly lying on her futon cushion "dog bed" on the other.
My furbabies don't give me a chance to feel unappreciate, unwanted, or unloved. They make me laugh even if I feel like crying. (I have goof balls) Like the scene has changed. Betsy wants so badly to play with Bruce that she's fetched his fishing pole toy and is teasing him with it. Bruce is ready to pounce at any second. Too cute and too funny to watch.
My mother used to ask me why on earth I want a smelly good for nothing animal in my house for. I was just ruining my stuff and wasting my money on them.
But I swear a majority of the time I'll take the company of an animal over that of a person. I've been that way since I was very very young.
Oh, and about a year ago my Mom bought her first puppy. This puppy now sleeps with her, isn't allowed to go outside to potty cuz he might get wet or cold, and is spoiled rotten. She even has medication insurance on him thru a program with the vet.
Cracks me up everytime I even think about it.
I've been truely enjoying the company of my furry babies this evening.
(and now Bruce and Betsy are stalking and chasing each other around the dining room table) lmao