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December 15th 2007 5:28 am
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Well, now there are less dogs than I have paws. There used to be just as many.
I used to not like it because Pogo got special food and treats. I'm the alpha dog, and I didn't get special food and treats. But then Pogo was feeling real bad for some days. Very, very bad.
Then the human had us all come in the house, and Pogo was dead. Like a squirrel (when I get lucky). Except nobody bit her; she was just dead. I guess being dead doesn't hurt.
Now she is in the ground where I can't see or smell her. It is good she doesn't feel so bad anymore, but it's weird with no Pogo. She was here the day I moved in here. I feel like I'm living in a new place, even though I haven't gone anywhere.
Holly doesn't seem to understand that something is different, but Maggie does, and Stevethecat does. Holly is silly.
June 5th 2006 6:35 pm
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Well I am off the tether. Don't know what I did. It couldn't have anything to do with digging under the fence. That was just fun! Wonder what it was? Oh, well, something funny has happened to the fence. If I go to the dig-under place, it doesn't work very well any more. And the pasture fence on the other side used to be easy to get out of. Now, I don't know. It looks different too. Digging under might not be worth it any more.
Wish I knew what I did to get put on the tether. Oh well. A new good thing started with the tether and hasn't stopped even though I am not on the tether. I get to spend the night in the house now. Blue the cat doesn't seem to like it much, though. I would be friends, but she just hisses. She hisses at The Person, too. Shouldn't do that.
I went swimming for the first time two weeks ago. I found some green, fur-less, tail-less squirrels that dove under the water. Couldn't catch them any easier than the other squirrels. It's not fair.
And last week I found out how much jumping is too much jumping. Going out the second story window is too much jumping. So that's why it's so hard to get into that room. How was I supposed to know you can't turn around once you're out the window? And why did the stupid screen tear so easily? I clawed it a few times and it just came apart. Now I can go in the room when I want, when I'm in the house, but the window is all glass. Just as well. I don't want to jump out again. Once was plenty.
Jett
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