Friday, August 22, 2008

Sibling Rivalry

Dear Human,

We are writing about this creature you brought into our home last week. We can only assume that given the way he pathetically follows you around, begging for attention, that he is a dog, for we know of no other animal that would lower itself to such demeaning levels. The eagerness that he has to please you is making us look bad.

The constant squeaking from the toys is interrupting our lazy time, plus he thinks that our hissing and paw swats mean we want to play. Why does he not understand that we are menacing and should be feared?! Not to mention, we resent having to jump onto a counter to be fed simply because he is dim and cannot tell the difference between dog food and cat food.

We simply must insist that the offending creature be removed from our home immediately.

Best regards,
Hefeweisen and Guinness


Dear Hefe and Guinney,

Give the little guy a chance. He's cute and sweet and is here to stay, so get used to it.

And I suggest that you be nice...he won't be smaller than you forever.

Your Human


Dear Hissy and Pissy,

Neener, neener, neener!!!


Thursday, August 21, 2008

My Life in 6 Words:

"Didn't always succeed,
but tried anyway."

Friday, August 08, 2008

Dog Days of Summer

Horton: the Prince of Puppydom. I pick him up next week. Can't wait!!!

I've done all of my new mommy things: set up his room, bought toys, toys and more toys, enrolled him in puppy class, made his first vet appointment and prepared his siblings for the new addition (I don't think the cats really believe me when I tell them that their lazy lives will change, but they can't say I didn't warn them).