Miss Stephanie said I look like I am smiling...and she is right!
I let Marquette have the top bunk.
Which twin is me?
Mommy going after a cache.
Going down!
Patrick trying to revive Mommy!
Mommies went to camp Saturday and came home Sunday. I missed them and ran to the door to greet them when they returned.
Tacumwah is treating me well though she still won't play with me.
Mommy hurt herself geocaching. She went into a storm drain in Ft. Wayne on Friday afternoon to get a cache and had to walk stooped over. She was limping by evening. Then Sunday she went after a cache in a storm water drain at Huntington University, and the old man she was caching with made her go down the drain to retrieve the cache while he and his geodog, Patrick, just stood around and watched. In all honesty, Mommy is in much better shape than her caching partner, Lead Dog, so she volunteered to retrieve the cache. Of course, now she is paying for it! She has a couple of days off to try to recover and she said tomorrow she is taking completely off to read and to work on the blogs with me so she can rest her leg.
Marquette The Perfect barfed! Yes, he did! He got into the trash can and swallowed a small piece of stiff plastic that was on Tacumwah's eye drops for security. Then he barfed it up! I bet that hurt! Now we have to have a kitchen trash can with a lid on it...and just when we were getting the hang of tipping it over and spreading coffee grounds all over the kitchen floor!
Yesterday Mommy Bonnie forgot to put Little Bear in his kennel before she left for work. When Mommy came home on her lunch break from the library, Little Bear met her at the door. "Oh, oh," Mommy said. (Little Bear has a nasty habit of lifting his leg on furniture in the house!) Mommy found some poop in the master bedroom on the floor and, yep, it belonged to Little Bear. Tacumwah, Marquette and I had loads of fun batting the little round turds all over the bedroom. Marquette and Tacumwah tried to bury it. Mommy was amused, and then she cleaned it up. Mommy Bonnie sure heard about the incident. Mommy hasn't found all the places Little Bear may have peed. Usually Tacumwah, Marquette or Millie sniff an area, and when Mommy walks over to investigate, it is a place where LB peed.
If you are a follower of this blog and have pets of your own, send their photos along with their name and something you want to say about them, and we will publish them!
~There is no such thing as a free kitten.~
I let Marquette have the top bunk.
Which twin is me?
Mommy going after a cache.
Going down!
Patrick trying to revive Mommy!
It has been a few days since I have had time to post to my blog. Things are going well here.
Mommies went to camp Saturday and came home Sunday. I missed them and ran to the door to greet them when they returned.
Tacumwah is treating me well though she still won't play with me.
Mommy hurt herself geocaching. She went into a storm drain in Ft. Wayne on Friday afternoon to get a cache and had to walk stooped over. She was limping by evening. Then Sunday she went after a cache in a storm water drain at Huntington University, and the old man she was caching with made her go down the drain to retrieve the cache while he and his geodog, Patrick, just stood around and watched. In all honesty, Mommy is in much better shape than her caching partner, Lead Dog, so she volunteered to retrieve the cache. Of course, now she is paying for it! She has a couple of days off to try to recover and she said tomorrow she is taking completely off to read and to work on the blogs with me so she can rest her leg.
Marquette The Perfect barfed! Yes, he did! He got into the trash can and swallowed a small piece of stiff plastic that was on Tacumwah's eye drops for security. Then he barfed it up! I bet that hurt! Now we have to have a kitchen trash can with a lid on it...and just when we were getting the hang of tipping it over and spreading coffee grounds all over the kitchen floor!
Yesterday Mommy Bonnie forgot to put Little Bear in his kennel before she left for work. When Mommy came home on her lunch break from the library, Little Bear met her at the door. "Oh, oh," Mommy said. (Little Bear has a nasty habit of lifting his leg on furniture in the house!) Mommy found some poop in the master bedroom on the floor and, yep, it belonged to Little Bear. Tacumwah, Marquette and I had loads of fun batting the little round turds all over the bedroom. Marquette and Tacumwah tried to bury it. Mommy was amused, and then she cleaned it up. Mommy Bonnie sure heard about the incident. Mommy hasn't found all the places Little Bear may have peed. Usually Tacumwah, Marquette or Millie sniff an area, and when Mommy walks over to investigate, it is a place where LB peed.
If you are a follower of this blog and have pets of your own, send their photos along with their name and something you want to say about them, and we will publish them!
~There is no such thing as a free kitten.~
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