Doggone it!

I was right mom and dad did get a new kitten. Her name is Shelly; what a pain in the doggy tail! She thinks my head is a big 'ole mouse 'cause she keeps pouncing on it, and don't get me started on my tail. It is kind of cool that she grabs onto my tail and I can teach her how to fly.....hehehe! I do let her steal kibble out of my bowl; she's little and doesn't eat much -- besides, I could eat her if I really wanted.

Mom tells me I'm just a big old sweetie pie, and I get extra hugs for being gentle, so I guess it's not all bad. Actually, I can deal with kittens it's when they grow up into CATS I really start to have fits. What is it with all the hostility when all I want to do is smell their butts.....geesh!

Well, it's going to be another hot day today, so I'm off to sleep in the grass and watch my world go bye.

Woof! Woof!
Axel

Rumor Has It

After we had our dinner last night, Hanna and I went out to dig up some tree stumps. Mom and Dad did not tell us we were expecting company, so we ignored Dad when we heard him calling us to come home. Guess we should have paid attention; because when we finally came dragging our sorry butts back into the house, we were stopped dead in our tracks by an alien smell. Didn't smell like dog, but it sure was familiar. Missy and Taz were all nervous and twitchy, but they're terriers, they're always nervous and twitchy. The bothersome cats, Dolly and Bailey, had their noses bent out of shape and were definitely miffed at something. Mom was blubbering how sweet so and so is, how cute, and how Dad will need to go pick up some -- OH NO!! -- kitten chow!

Well, I didn't see any new kitty, but that would explain the uproar. I'm not exactly sure, since Mom and Dad didn't see fit to ask my opinion, but I think they're getting another pet of the feline persuasion. That just cuts it! Another little hairball to deal with; I've just got to put my paw down on this sort of stuff.

Will keep you posted, WOOF, WOOF
Axel