Tasty Treat????

"What is that?" you may be asking yourself. This is a piece of raw hide that Miss Bug buried in the backyard several months ago. Last week she dug it up and was having a great time playing with it and eating it in the backyard until her Man took it away. He didn't think it was good for her. What do you think?

Feline Friday - Picky Baggy

At Baggy's last vet visit, the vet confirmed that Bags was suffering from some arthritis in his hind quarters. This was no surprise to us because he is 16 (almost 17) and he had not been jumping up to sleep on his favourite place, the bathroom counter. (He loved the counter so much we kept a towel on it as a bed for him). 

The vet suggested giving him glucosamine. He said to break the pill up in some soft food. This sounded like an easy thing to do, however, my Gheera is being very picky with soft food. We have never given the cats soft food because Mr. Nin has a sensitive stomach and it has always just thrown it up. So we have bought an assortment of soft food to put this pill in. My silly Bags won't eat them. 

However, we found something he will eat -  Lee's soft food. Yes, the former dog hater not only will let Lee sleep with him, but he is now eating her food. This is what we are mixing it in now. 

Lee has enjoyed eating the cat food he wouldn't!  Are we going to create species confusion in our house???????

Baggy with one of Lee's toys tied around his
head. Further proof he is losing his mind!

Unsolicited Review of Lee's new coat by Lady and Lee

Lady: As part of Lee's Christmas gift I got her a new coat. She has sweaters that have been lovingly made by her Grammie. However these sweaters are not designed for the bitter cold and sometimes wet of an Ottawa winter. To keep her warm, because no matter how cold, she does need to get out some, I thought it would be a good idea to get her something warmer. After looking around, I ended picking a FouFou Dog coat. 

 Lee: Worst gift I have ever been given.

Lady: It seems very well made. Time will tell how it wears.

Lee: Can you forget to put it up high so I can chew it up and then you can see how well made it is.

Lady: I like that it is easy to put on you, even when you are standing stiff like a board.


Lee: Note to self, don't let rage of being dressed
 up paralyze me, so I can fight being dressed up.

Lady: The elastic thingy
(sorry don't know the term for it)
near your bum makes it easy to wrap around you, makes sure the coat covers your back end, and doesn't interfere with your walking. (Note she wouldn't sit when I had it done up, but in her rage it is hard to tell why that was).

Lee: I will chew that off first.



 Lady: It appears to keep you warm. It has been very cold the past few mornings and you have been able to go for nice walks with Stephanie.

Lee: I notice you dress me up and then send me out with others. That is how stupid I look, too stupid to be seen with.

Lady: I like that it is reversible. You can be pretty in pink one day and perfectly plummy another.






Lee: I hate both colours equally.

Lady: I am sure once you get use to it
you will love it. For now, it allows you to go
out, and you look so cute!

Lee: I think we should move somewhere
where you don't have to wear stupid
coats.  Mumble, mumble, mumble.
Stop telling me I look nice and give me
a cookie.

Lady: Lee it could be worse, I could have gotten one with a hood. Now smile, and let me take your picture.

Wordless Wednesday

The start of a New Year

Need to sleep

Lee spent the whole day on the first sleeping. It was sort of like she had a hangover, she wanted to do nothing the whole day on the 1st. I guess that is what happens when you party too much on New Year's Eve and don't sleep because you are not in your house.

She made up for it on the 2nd by being her crazy, lovely, drive me insane self:)

Here she is at the dog park. We are happy to report that with an orange ball she will play fetch. She will not with a tennis ball. (My girl has expensive tastes!)

Grief at month 5

I am posting this a day after the 5th month anniversary of Gemi's death because I made a very conscious effort to be positive over the holidays and not to get swallowed up by my grief.

Overall, December has been a significantly better month then November. There were a few days early December that were very challenging and I felt the weight of the loss crushing on me. I think this was the residual effects of visiting the accident scene and confronting it for the first time.

I am consciously working to make sure my "worried brain" (borrowing for the language of cognitive behaviour therapy) doesn't convince my "smart brain" that the accident was my fault. Some days it takes more effort than others to be positive, but hopefully using this approach will help. I have also found patterns in my grief. If I am tired or stressed about other things, my ability to cope is lessened. So I am working hard to prevent myself from being stressed or overtired.

I know dealing with this will be a life long process but I am finding the days when the grief and pain crash against me like huge waves on a stormy day are further apart and most days are "calm seas". I hope the worst of the storm is behind me and look forward to more heart recovery in 2012.

Happy New Year! by Lee

Wearing my stupid New Year's Hat

Yesterday we packed up and went in the car. I was so excited to get to go. We got to Aunt C and Dustin's. I was very excited to be there. I ran and sniffed. I found cousin Lemew but he wouldn't play with me. He hissed. I didn't understand why, I am so cute and nice. I liked that I got a lot of treats there but there were many things I didn't like. I didn't like that I had to go outside on leash and actually refused to poo until we got home this morning. I didn't like that my people went downstairs and wanted me to go with them. Usually I get in trouble for being downstairs at Aunt C's. I don't like the slippery floor and have to jump from chair to chair. I did not like that my people were drinking funny smelling stuff, standing and making a lot of noise (editor's note: The people were playing RockBand).  I hated wearing my hat. I didn't like sleeping in a strange bed. I tried to tell my people by scratching at the door for half an hour, but they were stupid and not listening. Finally I curled up and went to sleep. I did get even by demanding belly rubs in the middle of the night.

All of this makes me think I hate New Year's. It is a stupid holiday. My people say I have to go to Aunt C's more often to get use to it.

Can I escape this way?

It is now a New Year and I have made some resolutions:
1. I will hump Nin more often.
2. Now that Baggy doesn't hate me, I will try and hump him.
3. I will try and destroy a baby once a day.
4. I will only do my commands when I feel like it (and I think the treat is good enough).
5. I will do everything possible to get out of wearing any form of clothing.

Happy New Year. Thank you for reading my blog. Wishing you all a year of endless treats and belly rubs.

Ok, I'm out.