Well, mom is absolutely peeved……..

The cats have been super sick with an upper respiratory infection and mom has been super busy with them (shots, brushing, inhalers, etc). Well, Henry, the oldest of the cats will only eat Fancy Feast cat food when he is super sick. So, mom went out and bought 12 cans at $1 each. She brought them inside and put them in the cupboard….and I promptly ate them all while she was upstairs. So, I got in to trouble and she went back to the store to buy more cans of Fancy Feast. …. Which I promptly ate as well….BUT IT IS ACTUALLY HER FAULT as she knows that I need a 12 step program when it comes to this stuff. I have to have it. I get the shakes and everything when I know its in the cabinet. Anyway, mom left and went out the next day and bought 24 cans of it for $24. She put it in the office and shut the door thus locking me out…..and then she went to the farm to see her horses….which, again, she should have known better….. I opened the office door and then promptly ate those cans too.

I have a really bad tummy ache and mom is really mad at me. I left one can alone (but only because she came home and caught me chewing the can to get it opened).

So, I am in the doghouse, the cats are whining because they are hungry and Mom is MAAAAAAD. Sure wish I could have blamed it on the pug. Oh well. Tomorrow will be another adventure and I’ll be out of the doghouse by then.
Until then….Comet out.

Hello all canines ready to rule the world!

Hello all canines ready to rule the world! It is I, Comet. Your leader……..oh, no wait, that was a different meeting.

Hello to all of my loyal readers,

Well, it has definitely been an interesting summer. Mom took in a few cats from the pound to rehab as they were sick and were about to be “put down”. Unfortunately it got ALL of the animals in the house sick. Each cat (5 total) was quarantined in to one room and only mom was allowed in that room. I tried. Trust me. New animals? Sick and cant run? PERFECT ! But, alas. NO! So, that was horrible and then my little one (she is 11 now so guess not so little) fell off of her bike and broke her arm really bad. She had surgery this week and she has to be really careful with it…..which means I cant get near her. Mom said it was because I don’t know how big I am and that I could hurt her. I wouldn’t try to but I guess mom is right. She is just so snuggly though. Who wouldn’t want a 100 pound Comet to make them feel better? Even the pug isn’t allowed on her bed so I don’t feel quite so bad. Since she is bedridden I have been outside a lot enjoying the really great weather. The best part is that fall is coming and the acorns are falling from the trees which means…….yes……say it with me now………SQUIRRELS!

WOOHOO. SQUIRRELS. Fuzzy, nutjob creatures that just BEG you to chase them. OH I love squirrels. Tons and tons and tons of squirrels. Wonder when the chipmunks come out? Those are the pug’s favorite J.

Well, enjoy your day and until next time… Comet out.

Lazy Days of Summer

I have heard it called “the dog days of summer”. I am not sure why though. It’s always when it is hot out and we dogs are not thrilled with intense heat. That being said I have to say that I am completely loving this summer. The weather has been fantastic and only one thunderstorm and it wasn’t even bad enough for me to lose my mind (like I normally do). Since my little one is away at her Grandmothers for the entire month of July and my dad has been working out of State on a big project, it’s just been me and my mom (well, the pug is here too but that’s ok). I have gotten in a ton of “mommy and me” time. We take walks, we cuddle, I get treats, we cuddle, mom throws the octopus (my FAVORITE toy), we cuddle…….I am loving July. Now if someone would come and remove this dang cat from the house it would be the best July in the whole history of July’s. I tried to sell it on Ebay but since my mom has to type for me I cannot be sure it actually got listed. Anyone feel like checking for me? Here is to a great, super fantastic July and paws crossed that August will be like this too. WOO HOO.

My Chair

Well, its almost July and the month wouldn’t be complete without a visit to my emergency room. It really wasn’t my fault but my mom (after she was sure I was OK) was rolling her eyes at me so much I thought they were going to get stuck. Anyhoo, I have this chair that I like to lay in on the front porch. I am more human than dog therefore my bum should never have to touch the ground. I am in this chair all of the time. Well, I am a big dog. I weigh a lot and I am very VERY strong. So, this chipmunk has the nerve to go running by me while I am in the chair. What the heck? Well, I proceeded to launch myself off of the chair in wild eyed chase mode and I seem to have gotten tangled up on my way to eat the chipmunk. I leaped out of the chair, legs and arms got stuck and I face planted straight on to the front concrete stoop. Luckily my mom was standing there and saw it all. She rushed over to me, made sure I was awake and then she gathered me up (yes, she actually did pick me up and carry me to the car) and away we went to the hospital.

No broken bones or teeth but I have a pretty good gash in my leg and my face. I busted my cheek up a bit on the inside and mom has to flush it out with water daily but other than that I should be just fine.

Only problem is that mom took away my favorite chair. Now what am I going to lay on?

Any of you have a chair or two you can spare?????

Hello to everyone

My spring has been interesting and busy as always. My mom broke her foot so we aren’t getting any walks right now so I have been finding other ways to keep busy. My favorite is the daycare across the street. Our neighbor just started watching 5 kids during the day and every day they come over here for a “field trip”. OH, I love the field trip. I see them start to come and I start wiggling….and wiggling….and wiggling. Pretty soon my whole body is wiggling (I think I even hit my chin with my behind the other day). I almost can’t stand it. Then, one by one, they come in to my yard. I am much bigger than they are so my mom makes me lay down so that they can come and love on me. They don’t stay long enough in my opinion (because a whole day should be spent on loving on me, not just a half an hour). I get petted and poked, tugged and kissed, stepped on and cuddled in to. It’s great. The pug gets attention too but he doesn’t have to lay down cuz he isn’t bigger than they are…..but he sure is fatter .

Love Comet.

A new hiding spot for my treasures.

I found a new hiding spot for my treasures. I hid mom’s cordless telephone, the remote control to the TV, a flip flop, a chew stick and one of the pug’s favorite stuffed animals. It was perfect. It was small and compact and the pug couldn’t reach it. The spot had been there the whole time and I just never realized it. Once I did, I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t thought of it before. I am a genius I tell ya. A true and complete genius…. That was until my mom found the spot. Let me tell you, she was not thrilled with me. Who would have thought that using the toilet as a hiding spot would have made her upset? She didn’t yell or anything, she just looked in it, found my treasures, rolled her eyes and starting taking them all out. Last I heard she bought a new phone, new remote and new flip flops and the chew stick and pug’s stuffed animal got thrown away. Guess I need to find a new spot now

School:

Every morning I watch my little person wait at the end of the driveway for the big yellow bus that takes her away to school where she gets trained. My mom decided that with me about to start meeting new people from my book that I needed to go to school too and learn to be better behaved…. Which I am not sure why. I mean, seriously, if the Petco people didn’t want me to pee on the clothes they shouldn’t have had them that far to the ground and in the aisle. Anyway, mom and DJ did a lot of checking and they found a really good school for me to go to and its only about a ½ hour away so at least I get a full hour of being in the car … which I LOVE LOVE LOVE car rides. Now, as I see it, I should get a new backpack like my little one did on her first day of school and treats. I want treats. Lots of treats. And none of this stuff in a plastic bag fake stuff. I want chicken. Or steak. Or bacon. YEP BACON. THAT IS WHAT I WANT. LOTS OF BACON. And I want a new collar, and a new leash, and I don’t want a bath or my nails trimmed and don’t even think about cleaning my ears. Wait, maybe school isn’t a good idea. Wonder if I can make the cat look like me and trick her? Anyone got any black paint????

Me and the Wii….

Well, it finally happened. My humans have done lost their minds.

My dad brought something home the other day called a Wii. It is a video game but you have to stand up to play it (except when they are playing Rock Band and my mom sits to play the drums - which is a story all by itself). Anyhoo, my mom, dad and the little one (who is 10 now) decided to play something called Bowling. They took turns standing in front of the TV and throwing their arms up to the ceiling. Well, I must have sat there and stared at that ceiling for 10 whole minutes and I could not figure out what they were throwing up there. I was sure it had to be food so I waited and waited and waited and started at it so long my neck started to hurt but I refused to look away from the ceiling. What if a burger fell down from there or better yet….BACON! I couldn’t take any chances and HAD to keep staring up there. I needed assistance, but who to ask. The pug was lying on the couch tooting (normal pug behavior) gnawing on a stuffed animal and the demon kitty (Oliver) was busy chasing the other cats in the house so no one was able to watch for me while I rested. So, the burden was mine…as usual. I waited and waited while my humans kept throwing more and more invisible things up toward the ceiling. I finally couldn’t take it any longer so I laid down in the middle of their “bowling” and started to whine and cry. My mom was laughing at me which didn’t help any. Nothing ever did fall down from that ceiling…….but I keep checking….you never know.

I love Christmas

I have only had 2 that I have been a part of but out of those 2 this year was my FAVORITE. My mom decided we needed a real tree this year. She said she likes the smell and they are very pretty. So, her and my dad went out in a snowstorm and got a real tree. 6 feet tall and very nice. Then they brought it in to the house (I get in trouble if I bring a stick in the house but she can bring in a WHOLE tree? What gives?). Anyway, they set it up and put water in the stand thing and stepped back to look at it. That is when the fun began. My bestest buddy, the pug, walked over while mom and dad were admiring it and proceeded to promptly lift his leg and pee on it. Now, if that wasn't funny enough, the insane kitten, Oliver, decided to fly in to it from the back of dad's recliner.....cat shoots himself off of the recliner...cat lands IN tree and tree crashes to the ground....chair cat launched himself falls over and knocks over dads coffee. This all happened at once too.... pug, cat, chair, coffee.... I, however, retreated to the safety of the sofa to watch. I hope every Christmas is this funny and exciting. Next year I am popping popcorn so I have something to munch on while the show is happening.