Hershey lost a tooth.
I’m not sure when. I noticed the missing incisor last week and thought it must have happened sometime between her last teeth cleaning a few weeks before and trying to get the possum. Continue reading “Tooth”
Author: smoredogs
Wordless Wednesday: What is the sound of one tongue licking?
Caturday: The Cattery Pt. 3
In Central California, during the summer, Mother Nature leans hard on the thermostat and then brings out the blow torches. Typical high temperatures run in the 90’s or low 100’s, with occasional runs of 110+ days I like to refer to as ‘facemelters.’
Monkeys Out!
As much as I’ve talked about my experiences in the field of dog and cat servitude it is not my actual job; that involves a different animal altogether.
Opossum
I was out back a few mornings ago, setting up a line to air dry my clothes. The San Joaquin Valley’s 90+ degrees, low humidity summer days are perfect for just such an activity. Plus my dryer is on the fritz. While I was doing that I noticed Hershey’s intense interest in something on top of the “neighbor’s” back yard shack*.
Wordless Wednesday: Bad Ear Day
Caturday: Place of Honor
Wordless Wednesday: A Brief Post
Caturday: Early Morning Cat Patrol
These days my body seems to think it’s a fine idea to wake up at 4 a.m. and get my day going. The animals take this in stride, the dogs usually going out for a potty break before coming back in to sleep, the cat brothers spend this time trying to play Getinyourlap.
When not mockingly asleep, Hershey spends this time on Cat Patrol. If Graham’s job of Vital Importance is barking at every little damn thing he hears, then Hershey’s is keeping a near constant eye on what the neighborhood cats are up to. Especially the ones brazen enough to hang out on our front porch.
Hershey seems to have the world divided into two kinds of cats: Indoor Cats who she (usually) doesn’t show any interest in, and Outdoor Cats who are INCREDIBLY INTERESTING!!! They are the most AMAZINGLY AMAZING creatures she has ever seen! And she has to meet/chase EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM!!
So when the neighborhood cats hang out on (or cross, or just happen to walk by) my front porch, Hershey’s increasingly frantic interest (one of the reasons she’s not going to Blog Paws) usually scares them away. There’s one however I have to shoo away myself. He’s a beautiful white cat from two doors down named Fenton and he could hang on the porch all day completely unconcerned about Hershey whining just a foot away, because he’s deaf as a post. Fortunately, Fenton doesn’t come around that often and the rest of the interesting cats have the good sense to leave the premises when Hershey gets worked up enough.
I’m sure you’ve noticed by now this “Caturday” post has only a tangential relationship with actual cats. To make up for this please enjoy this picture of how uninteresting Hershey and Graham think the Indoor Cats are:
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