NMD wasn’t a fan of the Schilliger cooking animatronic bear. Probably one of the few times I’ve ever heard her growl.
Tag: not my dog
Not-my-lap-dog
I was having coffee this morning when Not-my-dog climbed on the sofa with me and flomped on my leg. Apparently, she’s not allowed on the sofa at her place, so she takes liberties (which we’re happy to allow). Katy says that she’s more settled when she stays with us. She looked well-settled this morning. She turned into a lump. Also, she snores.
Unexpected visit from Not-my-dog
Not-my-dog’s human had to leave town unexpectedly so we have NMD until Sunday. As you can see, this is highly traumatic for all parties involved.
Well, the cats aren’t super keen but they’re already settling down. They’re getting used to it by now.
I swear I didn’t tuck her in. I just put the blanket on her and she dropped on the beanbag and just sort if settled in for the night.
Kisses from Not-my-dog
Guess who spent the night?
Another Not-my-dog
We’ve been taking care of a silver lab named Eric for the past week. It’s not something we do often. The dog has to fit in with the cats and the general chaos of the place. So far it’s only happened with Lily and Leni, who are good, and – in an unplanned emergency – a pair of tiny yappy asshole dogs that kept peeing everywhere and will only ever come back here over my dead body.
But this one was really special. He’s going home tomorrow, and I’m going to miss him.
Road trip!
Not-my-dog is a better travelling companion than the usual small, noisy one. Has better taste in music, too.
Are we there yet?
Not-my-dog is a good car traveller – less annoying than the small human, that’s for certain.
Guest for the weekend
Not-my-dog is here for the weekend. This makes me happy. Even if she does fart and belch – such a classy girl.
Not-my-dog went home
Lily went home last night. Cats are happy to have the whole flat again. Humans have the sad.
Pet update
We took Tolstoy to get yet-another-specialist vet to get a high-resolution ultrasound and try and figure out what’s wrong with him. Good news, it’s not cancer, but he does have an enlarged pancreas and inflamed bowel, so we need to change his food to something properly hypoallergenic and go back to our normal vet to see how we need to adjust the grumpy moneypit’s meds.
In other news, not-my-dog is being uber cute and is settling in nicely. Probably too nicely, in the cats’ opinions.
