June 7th 2014 3:52 pm
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You won't believe this. Mom got me a new food bowl - it's called a "Slo-Bowl" slow feeder. It's a maze that looks like a flower petal. Hello Mom what were you thinking - remember I have a very short nose. It's too deep. How the heck am I going to get my food out of it? It has been very challenging and Mom eventually has to get most of it out for me when I express my displeasure.
She bought Quigley one too in a different design but the little guy has a shorter nose than me. She sold that one to a dog with a longer snout. He loved it.
Maybe the warmer days are getting to Mom and her brains are a little jumbled. Hoping she comes to her senses soon. I might starve.
May 3rd 2014 2:58 pm
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Mom went to a quilting meeting this morning but then came home and is spending the rest of the weekend with us. We let Mom have some fun.
We've already had the fun of nestling in Grandma's clothes straight from the dryer. Very cozy. Grandma will never know, although her cats might wonder what that amazing smell is.
Mr. Sun was out for part of the day and I stretched out on the wicker loveseat to soak it up.
I have to keep my eye on Mom today. I developed an ear infection yesterday and Mom is "treating it". You know how much fun that is. So I run every time she looks at me that way.
Enjoy the weekend.
April 25th 2014 7:15 pm
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Last week when it was so nice out, Mom thought she'd give us much needed baths. She scooped Quigley up and had him in the bathtub before he knew what was going on. We both hate baths but once we're trapped in the cocoon of glass not much we can do about it.
But thankfully I had thrown up my food right before and Mom thought I might have gotten a little too much sun so she didn't want to stress me out any further with a bath. I'll have to remember that trick.
So Quigley is still trying to figure out why I escaped this time.
But I wasn't entirely unscathed, Mom got me the next day with some of that foo foo dog spray. Yeesch. You might think it smells like baby power but we think it stinks Mom.
Yay Mom is home for a 3day weekend. Life doesn't get any better than this.
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