Monday, March 31, 2008

Hurt Folks

I am very disappointed in one of my pets. The president of her Sunday School class tripped over a garden hose and fell on cement breaking her hip. She had to have surgery and a partial hip replacement. The pet has not gone to see about her, called, sent flowers nor cards. When the same thing happened to her the woman called frequently, went to the hospital to see her and sent a card. That is not right.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Engagement Ring

I understand that one of my favorite pets is now wearing what they call an engagement ring. I think that indicates a serious commitment. Wow. I wish them well.

Saturday, March 29, 2008


A little late for an Easter bonnet but what can I say. My pet brought this home yesterday and insisted it try it on. I don't even think it was new. Yard sale or thrift store. Does it make me look younger?

Another From Atlanta

My pet's daughter just called and told him they were in the group on the field trip to Chattanooga that had the bus turn over on its top. His grandaughter was on one of the buses, not the one that turned over, and his daughter and son in law were following in their car. The daughter said it was pretty scary not knowing if the bus in the wreck was the one the grandaughter was on or not. They were really lucky from the looks of the bus pictures in the paper and on the internet that more people were not hurt..

From My Atlanta Friend About His Pet

My pet was planning on going to a Scamp Camp up near Chattanooga this week end but the weatherman predicted rain so he did not go. Been sunny so far all day so I guess he will miss a good campout and meeting other Scampers. Darn weathermen.

The pet and a friend went up to Redtop Mountain State Park on Lake Altoona last weekend and had a good time. He hope to get in a lot of camping this year. Maybe I can go along sometines.

He got his new camera yesterday and I think he will like it if he ever learns how to use it. The instruction manual is over 200 pages long, and yeah, you know he is looking forward to reading that. He probably should have gotten one of those disposable $7 jobs at Walmart and been done with it. But once he masters the new one it should be fun.
Maybe he can send you a photo of me.

Friday, March 28, 2008

Sometimes Roscoe can be exceptionally hateful. As you know there is a considerable difference in our ages. He keeps telling me that you know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks. I was very hurt.

Strawberry Cobbler

Overheard some pets talking about something they were eating. Said they mixed a box of fresh strawberries, stick of melted butter and box of Jiffy cake mix and baked it for about 30 minutes. They sliced the strawberries first. They were so excited about how it tasted. I don't understand. Just give me something to eat with liver in it and I am happy.

Thursday, March 27, 2008


For crying out loud. Roscoe is in a pout again. He thinks I am too interested in that creature next door.
Of course I have not been able to learn anything about him since when he runs loose I am confined. Will not give up that easy. Roscoe can just deal with it.

Bad Day

My pet, Julious, (I am not making this up) had to go to the doctor(vet)today. He stuck a fish hook in his hand and had to push it on out and cut off the barb. Think he said he would get a tetnus shot? He also found a tic attached to his arm when he got ready for bed. Not a good day for him but I think their medical facilities and arrangements are a lot better than ours.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

New Neighbor

Is this not a fine looking creature? The picture does not really do him justice. Shiny coat. Lots of energy. I don't know anything about him because he has not been there long but you can be sure I will find out.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Saturday, March 22, 2008


Name Lucky Boy/ AKA Big Pimping
DOB Fall 2006
Favorite Song: Rambling Man/ Allman Brothers
Hobbies/Pastimes: Sleeping, eating, ramblin'

General info: Lucky is a lady's dog. He isn't really a "man's man" but all the male dogs want to be him. He is a "good boy" but knows how to live "right on the edge." Lucky loves to sleep in his warm. soft bed at night but knows he can sleep when he's old, so he never turns down a party when he hears one going on at night. Just about nightly, when the local coyotes start partying Lucky hears all the "goings on" and can't stand it. I've had a talk with him about the old adage of changing your luck, but Lucky ain't hearing it. He's got to be let out just about every night. I suppose he gets turned down though because he's usually back within the hour. But a dog only lives once and I'm not going to make him gay (like his cousin) and everyone knows who I'm talking about

Friday, March 21, 2008


Roscoe and I need a new dog house. Can you believe this? Our pet means well but it is very uncomfortable in extreme weather.
Any help will be appreciated.

New Pet Expected.

One of Luckie's pets is expecting a litter next month. Litter is not the right word because they usually have theirs one at a time. They are expecting a male although I am suspicious about how they know. I hear they rub something over the Mother's belly and and it shows a picture on a box somewhere and that is how they tell. Yeah right. Sometimes I am just amazed at what they believe or tell.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Roscoe Pouting

Unfortunately Roscoe has a tendency to pout. He came home from loafing last night in a pout which continues today. Pouting on my birthday is not a good move.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008


This is Bandit. He is a sweet quadraped but what can I say? He lives in his pet's house for God's sake. I mean inside the house. The thing you see on his neck? Electronic fence. Mention Ole' Roy to him and he doesn't have a clue. Roscoe's cousin of course.

Monday, March 17, 2008


This is Roscoe. He is 3 years old in byped terms. I guess you could say we have a May-September arrangement. Roscoe's mom was a Lab but no idea about his dad. He has an obnoxious amount of energy and loves it when the biped tosses a small round object he can run after. He prefers that to physical contact. What bipeds call petting. I love to play mind games with him. For instance he buried a faux bone thingy in some straw in the dog house and for a couple of days I would not let him back in to get it.
He has sort of a tragic background. His mother had her litter under a vacant house nearby. When her biped found out where she was he loaded her and all the pups he could find into a truck and carried them to the Humane Society. Missed Roscoe who stayed there by himself for 10 days. So he is one tough dog.
One thing I cannot understand about him is that he loves water. The closest I will get to water is in a small container to drink. Our biped got him a small pool and the highlight of his day is to run jump in that pool of water. I guess it takes all kinds.