Posts Tagged "dogs"

Here’s why the bed did not get made yesterday morning:

Some advice from Jack the dog: Stay warm. Stay comfy. Wash daily.

So, I was kind of pleased with myself for keeping up with my New Year’s resolution to blog more and be a better social networker, but of course I was a bit premature in this since yesterday’s post proved that computers still have the ability to get the best of me. Anyway, if you are scratching your head and wondering why you didn’t seen any shoes or Googling pictures of doggy shoes, you are not alone. You couldn’t see the pictures in yesterday’s post because they weren’t there. So here (my fingers are crossed that I don’t mess this up again!) for your viewing pleasure is a collection of unusual shoes, and my favorites are still the ones that look like doggy faces. How about...

MediaBistro has been running an ongoing Parade of Pets, and yesterday they featured one of my own furry assistants, Autumn the editor cat. Autumn also doubles as a pretty efficient paper shredder. She’s actually beyond efficient, since she shreds papers even before I want them to be shred. But, I have some other assistants lending me a paw, and I thought I would share them with you. Alcibiades, or Alci for short, is Autumn’s bestest, bestest friend in the whole world. His job is to keep my arms warm when I type. I’m not sure why he decided my arms were in need of warming, but since the day I brought him home from the shelter he has made it his job to sit on my arms, not my lap mind you, but my arms, while I type. He also has this thing about...

It’s been raining a lot today. Some might say it’s raining cats and dogs. I’m more inclined to believe that it’s raining mice. Well, at least that all this rain chased one unfortunate mouse into the house. I say unfortunate because this house contains three cats and a dog who has been known to attack poor defenseless mice. I heard some commotion in the hallway, and when I got out there this is what I saw: That’s Amber taking her house protecting duties very seriously batting around a little itty bitty mouse. I’m an animal lover, but it’s possible I might have been heard to shout, “Kill it, Amber, kill it!” during this episode. Though one could argue I was shouting because I wanted her to put the poor thing out...