On a happier note than last week, we have been thinking about pet toys, especially free ones. We have all had the experience of buying very cool, very expensive toys for our furry friends only to have them be ignored, disdained even. Like when you give underwear to a teenager who was expecting something electronic.
Goldilocks is not only beautiful, with her long golden fur and swishy fluffy tail – she has personality to spare – the Miss Congeniality of the cat world. She’s a hugger, cuddler and lap sitter. But, her favorite spot is riding around on your shoulder.
Peaches is a super friendly (and we really aren’t exaggerating) young lady, all ready to go to her forever home. She’s fine with other cats, dogs, and little kids, even bratty ones. She loves chasing little balls around. She’s sleek and elegant and playful and has just a ridiculously long tail along with a very ladylike little meow.
We love this time of year – the garish decorations as much as the tasteful ones, hearing The Little Drummer Boy for the billionth time, the shopping, especially for our pets, the food, the parties. And, speaking of parties, here we go being the party poopers again going on and on about holiday dangers. But somebody has to do it.
Just when I thought I had more than enough to worry about someone just told me that some cough drops are dangerous for pets. Ahem. Cough drops?
Cassady is a super friendly teenager, good with her foster mom’s little yippy dogs and her other cats. She is also very affectionate toward people, so much so that it’s hard to take her picture because she wants to just give you little cat kisses. So you have to trust us that she is truly very pretty with a little half bob tail.
My grandchildren, ages 2 and 3, are coming to visit in a few weeks and my new dog, Sheba, has never met them before. They have been around their own dogs and are not afraid of them but I am a little worried about Sheba, who has never been around any children.
Trip is a friendly, cuddly, gray tiger cat who loves to be held, and loves to sit in your lap. He will rub against your legs to let you know he’s hungry. That’s cat language for “When’s dinner?” He is very good with kids and still in the process of learning how to warm up to other animals.
My cat Sweet Pea was rescued many years ago from life in a dumpster and she has always preferred to spend most of her time outside cold. My only problem with her is that almost every morning she leaves “parts,” guts really, of whatever rodent she has snacked on during then night on my front porch, on the rug, right where I normally step down first thing.
Harrison has been with his foster mom long enough that he’s aged up from a sweet cuddly guy with all the usual kitten spunkiness to a teenager who loves to lay around and air out his belly. You know how lazy those teenagers can be! As you can see, he loves other cats of all shapes and sizes.
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