Gone to the Dogs

 

Vicki Paints (but, unlike Josie, has no dreams of stardom)

 

Sun Day

 

Dawgs and Corycat

                                                                        

Sometimes Otter is needy.

Let the wild rumpus begin!

I'm outta here.

Ah, sunshine and blessed peace!

The end of the rumpus.

Doggy Daycare

                                                                                    

Justin and Claui's dogs often show around lunch time--which is when we feed our three their main meal of the day. Otter and Domino are on a different schedule. . . but the begging is so intense that John fixes 'snack' bowls for then--half a handful of kibble- and removes them to the porch to avoid comparisons.

It makes for a crowd in the kitchen. But there was a time when we had two (large) Old English mastiffs plus assorted other sizable canines. My sister-in-law was visiting and as she negotiated her way through the dog jam in the kitchen in search of morning coffee, she said, "Vicki, you don't have too many dogs; you have too much dogs."

These two think it's still true.

The New Guy Gets Some Tips

Listen, Bailey, you're only a dog but you're new here and I like your looks. Could be we're distant cousins or something. Nah, just kidding. But I do have a soft spot for guys or gals in formalwear. 

So let me fill you in on a few important things. First of all, Angeline and I are the bosses here. That Man and The Woman may seem important to you because they prepare the food and clean up the messes, but you have to realize they're just the staff. They mean well and they certainly serve an important function but never forget who's in charge.

Yes, that would be me. And Angeline, who is something of a silent partner (and not as friendly as I am. Do not mess with Angeline.)

You at least know enough not to bark at us or try that silly pouncing thing Jenny used to do till we set her straight. If you could stop barking at the television, that would be good. 

Yeah, there's a lot to learn about living in a mixed household like this. Just follow my lead to the best of your limited abilities and you'll do fine.

I'll be watching.

 

Corycat Ignores Layla

What? You interrupt my 'nip trip.

 Yes, I'm on the table.

 So what?

This is so wrong on many levels. You'd better get down.

Silly dog. I say ha ha to your admonition and turn my back.

I continue to ignore you in special effects.

Home Alone

Stylin'

What To Do on a Snowy Day

Stay warm. . .

 

Catch up on sleep . . .

 

Stay warm . . .

Stay warm and catch up on sleep . . .

 

Or. . . Willa wants to convince Otis to be her boyfriend.

Otis is ignoring her . . .

But she's persistent . . .

He'd really like to bite the brat . . .

But that would be wrong . .   .

What a good dog you are, Otis!