Keep'em Guessing

The other night when we went to bed, I got up on the pillow next to Boot Man, and laid on my back. The Jazz-Mom said I was so cute, she took my picture. I can't help being adorable.

Goat Invasion

This week a goat appeared on our property. I voiced my displeasure quite forcefully, and if i could have gotten outside, that goat would have been dispatched forthwith. I was hampered by being unable to reach the beast, and Boone the wonder dog was cowering under the Kabota, while the goat calmly ate his dinner. The nerve!

Fun Times

Nothing like an evening of snuggling, sharing the Jazz-Mom's snacks (chestnuts-yum!) and playing with the little bitty girl dog.

The New Guy

There is a new guy coming to our house occasionally now. His name is Gabe, and he is nice to me, and I like him. But I keep my eye on him the whole time he is here. I just have to watch out for My Girl. It's my job.

I Want Equal Time

The Jazz-Mom took Jazz to My Girl's basketball game the other night. I heard her tell Joy she could go sometime. Well what about moi? I want to go. Of course, I reserve the right to nip any male hand that comes into my vicinity...

December 14, 2009

This has been a weird weather month. One day it is cold, the next there is thunder and lightening. In December! The other night the Jazz-Mom came home and Jazz and I escaped the house, but one round out in the cold pouring rain brought us scurrying back to the house. How does Boone stand it outside all the time?

Last Saturday Bootman attempted to take Boone to the farm with him. Instead of sitting quietly in the front seat of the truck as he usually does, Boone went postal once he got in the truck. He was wild, jumping from front, to back seat, wild with excitement and joy. He broke 2 Cd's and made a jumble of all Bootman's stuff, so he was summarily dismissed from the truck and didn't get to go to the farm. I think he may have ADD...

11-23-2009

Why must the Jazz-Mom put that tree right in front of the window? How am I supposed to keep up my sentry duties when I cannot stand up at the window and survey my domain?

Hero

Well as you may have read, we were attacked by a big dog on Sunday evening. It was such a pretty day the Jazz-Mom decided to take us down to the hayfield for a run off leash. She put me and Jazz on leash for the walk down to the field, and carried Joy in her arms.

Mindy, the new dog, had been at our house for about 2 weeks. She lives outside, so we hadn't been around her before. Now if the Jazz-Mom had been smart, she would have checked to see how the husky would be around little dogs, before unleashing us. But she didn't, and once we were off leash, all chaos broke loose.

The Jazz-Mom ran around wildly, trying to keep Mindy off us, and gather us up. She finally got Jazz and me back on leash, and started the long walk back home, but Mindy kept coming for us even on our leashes. So the Jazz-Mom tried to pick me and Jazz up, and as she did , I charged Mindy, snapping and biting, and the big dog was either surprised or scared, for she backed off enough for the Jazz-Mom to get us picked up into her arms. The Jazz-Mom screamed for Boot Man to come. By a miracle he heard her from inside our house.

Somehow. Joy fell out of the truck as the J-M loaded us in. Joy took off running in panic, and Mindy grabbed her. It was horrible. I hope I never see Mindy again. If I do, I will not hold back the Mo Wrath.

Birthday Blues

This weekend was My Girl's birthday. The Jazz-Mom made her a cake, and she shared a bite of the cream cheese frosting with us.

It did not sit well with my digestion. I will spare you the details.

I assume that is the last creme cheese frosting I will ever be offered. Pity. It was quite tasty.

Woes

Austin is gone and Allie is sick.