Comet's Stories

The pitter patter of little feet

2010-05-03T16:16:00.000-07:00

Ah spring. The smell just after it rains. The beautiful flowers starting to bloom. Fresh cut grass and apple blossoms. All amazing things. NONE however and I repeat NONE come even close to what spring always brings...... the pitter-patter of little feet. Squirrel feet to be exact !

Yep, Squirrels. Fat squirrels, skinny squirrels, tall squirrels, short squirrels, hairy squirrels and one dang near naked one that insists on sitting on the deck staring at me through the sliding glass door while eating the bird seed.

Mom doesnt let me out anymore without knocking on the back door first to warn them. She also doesnt let me out the front door so that I can sneaky sneak around the house ever so quietly and then BAM! POUNCE THEM! Nope, she warns them. She takes all of the fun out of it. Its ok though cuz some of them are pretty dumb and even with her warning them they dont run off right away.....well, until they hear me coming and then they run.....fast. That is my favorite part. I chase them super fast and sometimes I think my feet dont even hit the ground. Tomorrow morning, at prime squirrel feeding time, I am going to have the pug watch me to see if I actually become airborne from running so fast. Flying squirrels will have nothing on a Flying Comet :) hahahahahaha.

Thats all for now. Talk to you later.

Comet out.

I love children......and, of course, they love me....

2010-04-17T06:27:00.000-07:00

Ya know what? I dont think there is anything better than a bunch of little kids whose purpose in life is to adore me. Now, while I know that I am adorable and it's hard to get enough of me, I also know that usually if someone comes over to the house that Fat Piggy (the pug) mostly gets the attention (something about his fat body wiggling and the snorting sounds he makes). Well, I can tell you that didnt happen the other day. It was a GREAT day......

Mom was busy picking up all of my toys all over the house and I was helping her (helping her....taking the toys back OUT from where she just put them......same thing) and the doorbell rang. I, of course, beat her to the door and promptly opened the screen door for my guests (just a side note to all of you large dogs.....if you run super fast at the screen door and then throw your full body on to the door it will pop open every time) and then my mom says "look who is here to see you Comet". WHAT? Not "look piggy, someone wants you to play"? THEY WERE ALL FOR ME???????? I look up through happy, tear filled eyes and to my amazement there are 5 kids standing at the door.......and then it started. They took their shoes off and all of a sudden there were 5 giggling kids running around the house playing with ME! I was pet so much that I think they wore the fur off of my nose. They brought me treats and shared their own treats with me (*side note from Mom..... by "share" Comet means that the kids left their treats somewhere below ceiling level and Comet found and ate them....the treats that is....not the kids*). The kids were at the house for about 3 hours and we mostly played outside. Mom kept Fat Piggy in the house so the kids were lucky enough to have only me with them the whole time. When it came time for them to leave I was sad but mom said they would be back again. I then left for a well deserved nap.......and to find more treats that I was sure were laying around the house.

So, is there anything better than a fun filled day of playing outside with 5 kids? I think not.

Signing off ..... Comet Out.

Well, now I've gone and dunnit

2010-03-13T07:10:00.000-08:00

Greetings fellow canine worshipers..... It is I, Comet, your faithful canine (and soon to be ruler).

I think there may actually be a good chance that my mother is going to trade me in for a hamster. I say this because she told me. There maaaaaaaay possibly be a reason behind this.....possibly......You see....it kind of went like this......

For some reason, humans feel that they need at least 6 hours of uninterrupted sleep a night. Well, my human mom has 3 cats and 2 dogs so she rarely gets that anyway but for some reason the other night she was really tired and wanted to go to bed early......but that just was not in the cards. She finally got to sleep around midnight....all tucked in nice and comfy with me, the pug and Oliver (the cat that thinks he is a dog). House was quiet, everything was wonderful. But then at about 2:00 in the morning I heard it. My super "spidey" senses were awoken. There was something moving outside in the back forest. I knew it. I had to alert the house. I sprung up as fast as my 120 pound body takes me and leapt off of the bed with the grace of a leopard all the while barking as loudly and as deeply as I could. (Now in my own defense I did NOT see my mother dang near have a heart attack from me scaring the bejeezus out of her from a dead sleep....). I ran down the stairs barking as loudly as I could with the pug and Oliver close behind. I had to wake the whole house up. It was urgent. I ran all over the house as fast as possible, barking as loudly as I could. My mom came running down the stairs fully clothed and putting shoes on while running after me to get me to calm down and "hush". I couldn't though. My keen senses were telling me there was something outside. Something that I had to investigate. My mom went outside first in to the back and stood there listening in the dark, trying to hear what I must have heard. Well, that was a lost cause. Only I have the keen hearing to know what sounds are dangerous..... (well, that and the fact that I was barking so loudly and losing my mind in the house that the only thing she could hear was ME). She finally came inside and then I blew past her and took off. Faster than a speeding bullet. More powerful than a locomotive. Able to jump the fat pug in a single bound...... I ran and ran and ran.....I ran the entire perimeter of my yard over and over and over..... all the while barking as loudly as I can (and that is LOUD). My mom came running outside because I wasn't stopping and she needed me to be quiet before someone called the coppers. She chased me all over the yard (did I mention that the yard was a skating rink because of all of the rain that topped off the snow and then froze? that's kind of a key point in this story). Mom chased me "whisper yelling" for me to hush up but I couldn't. I had to tell whatever was in the woods that I lived here and they were not allowed in. .... So I did. For almost a full hour.... and yes, for you adults reading this....that was almost a full hour of my mother chasing me at 2:00 in the morning, in the dark, around an acre of land....on ice. After almost falling about a 100 times she finally went back in to the house and grabbed some turkey from the fridge and yelled "TREATS". WHAT? Treats? In the middle of the night? COOOOOOL ! I ran as fast as I could back in to the house with the fat pug following. We sat right away like good boys and got our treat. Then my mom sat on the couch, looked at me, kissed me on the head and said "tomorrow, I am trading you in for a hamster". And with that, she looked at the clock that now said 4am, made some coffee, went upstairs and started her day. ..... I, however, went back to bed :).

Until next time..... Comet out.

Christmas 09

2010-01-12T12:30:00.000-08:00

Hello to my faithful followers,

So, remember last year how I said that I was hoping this Christmas was as good as last Christmas? Well, let me tell you. It was BETTER !!!!

Once again my parents got a real live Christmas tree. It was very pretty and smelled good. They set it up this year and the crazy cat didn’t jump in it and the pug didn’t pee on it. It was just a quiet couple of days with the tree and I was thinking that I was going to be bummed out with no “Christmas Show” to watch. Well, let me tell you. It was a GOOOOOD Christmas for me.

Let me start by reminding everyone that there are 2 dogs and 3 cats in this household. 2 of the cats are over 12 years old so they really don’t do much but that younger cat, Oliver, is still a royal pain in my side. He thinks he is a dog. He eats with us, drinks with us, lays by us, tries to play with us. I just do not like him. He needs to go away.

Anyhoo, mom is upstairs working on the computer when she hears all of this crashing and commotion going on downstairs. She starts down the stairs and sees the 1^st cat running super fast ….zoom….right by her. Then comes the 2^nd cat hot on the first cat’s tail. Then the 3^rd cat, followed by the pug and then finally me. We were all 5 chasing around the house like it was an Indy 500 race. Stuff was crashing, we were crashing (tile floor, need I say more?) and boy that Oliver can move when he wants to. Mom finally figured out what the “race of the day” was about. You see, our new Christmas tree came with its own presents for us pets. Yep, you guessed it. 2 field mice. Must have been all safe and warm in the tree and then they decided to venture out of the tree for some food. That’s when Oliver saw it. Then the other 2. Then us dogs. Oliver caught one in his mouth and started running from us. Well, that’s not going to happen, so we all started to chase him. Yep, all of us. That is the chase that mom saw (lap 12). Mom grabbed a big beach towel and threw it over Oliver and then got the mouse and put it outside. All issues averted…..or so she thought. Upstairs she went and back to work we all went because we KNEW there wasn’t just that one mouse. There was another….somewhere. Now in our defense, mom should know by now that if it is quiet downstairs that antics are afoot. Unfortunately Oliver found the other mouse and by the time mom was alerted (dang pug) to that fact, Oliver had chowed down on ½ of it. I tried to eat the other half but mom yelled at me to “drop it” so loud it scared the bejeezus out of me and the ½ of mouse just fell to the ground.

Oliver is still looking for more mice while I write this. That should be the first clue that he isn’t a dog. We dogs will wait for the cats to find them and THEN we will go in and take it.

So, here is hoping for an even BETTER Christmas next year. WOOHOO!

Until then….Comet out.

2009-10-21T12:33:00.000-07:00

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!

2009-08-27T09:46:00.000-07:00

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

2009-07-21T11:07:00.000-07:00

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

2009-07-01T11:45:00.001-07:00

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

2009-06-04T09:05:00.000-07:00

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.

2009-05-06T06:15:00.000-07:00

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

2009-04-14T09:45:00.000-07:00

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….

2009-02-20T09:54:00.000-08:00

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

2009-01-15T08:01:00.000-08:00

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.

Our Little Piggy

2008-12-08T12:27:00.001-08:00

OH MY GOSH! The pug killed a chipmunk today. Who’d have thought he had it in him. Mom wasn’t happy. Seems the pug brought in inside and mom thought it was one of his tiny stuffed animals that he was shaking and playing with (I knew better but he needed to have some fun, plus its always good for a laugh when mom screams out loud). Anyway, the pug left it on the sofa (his first mistake…well, second I guess as the first one was bringing it in the house where mom can see it)..so, the pug left it on the sofa and mom found it when she went to go sit down and watch T.V. Man, she can scream LOUD! Holy Cow! The pug didn’t understand what all the commotion was about (I did and boy it was FUNNY) and he was really sad when Mom took it outside and put it in the forest where we cant reach it. Oh well. Good news is that it is fall and chipmunks are a plenty right now so we’ll replace that one soon as you can say “Hey Pugz, got one here for ya”.

2008-11-04T12:36:00.000-08:00

My little one (the 9 year old in the house) got this really neat pink pillow. Its huge and has all of these little, tiny beads inside it that makes it all squishy. Mom told me it was off limits (I am still coming to terms with that statement) and that it wasn’t mine to play with or lay on. Well, that dang pillow had been in this house like a whole week and it was killing me. I couldn’t get that thing out of my head. Everywhere I went I heard “Comet, oh Comet, its me the pink pillow. Come and lay on me and see how soft I am”. I just couldn’t take it anymore. So, I went in to her room and got the pillow and then took it downstairs and put it on the couch where I usually lay. It was too big so I took the cushions off of the back of the couch (took…threw…same thing) and then got on the sofa, arranged the pink pillow and promptly went to sleep. Got busted though. Mom found me and the pink pillow and I had to give it back. If anyone out there has one of those pink pillows that you aren’t using could you call me?

2008-10-15T05:24:00.001-07:00

Summer Means SQUIRRELS!

2008-10-04T18:26:00.000-07:00

Well, it certainly has been awhile since I last talked to you all. So much has been going on in my life. I am healthy and happy and its summer so you know what THAT means? Yep….SQUIRRELS! Those little buggers are everywhere and since mom insists on putting out black oil sunflower seeds to feed the birds and squirrels there are always a lot of squirrels to play with (I call it play…they probably don’t). My favorite thing to do is wait for a whole bunch of them to get on the deck and then sneak around from the outside corner of the house and jump out at them. OH that is soooo much fun. Sometimes I will sit and wait almost an hour until there are enough squirrels gathered together to make it really, really fun. They all scatter when I run and then I run and chase them. I just love that game. I never ever get tired of it. Mom gets mad at me. Said I am going to give one of them a heart attack one day but I don’t care. I think they are here for my pleasure. I LOVE this time of year. YEA SQUIRRELS !!!!!