Silly Saturday is going to be dedicated to my pets. Since my son, S, was born three years ago my pets were my babies. Now they have taken a back burner in life. I will discuss all of the funny, gross, weird, etc. things that have happened in the last week with the pets. Right now I only have three pets, 2 dogs, PJ and Derby and one fat cat, Neezer.
Neezer-I was happy to see you go after the cicada when it dropped out of the sky and fell by you in the grass. Thank goodness we were all outside and you did not bring it inside to show me. I think it is funny how much B enjoyed watching you go after the cicada and kept taking pictures of it.
PJ-Seriously, you can stop following me all over the place. I can’t even go to the bathroom without you being at my feet following me in there. I don’t think it is necessary to sit on my feet when you fall asleep on the floor so you will know when I get up out of the chair. You’re a dog and have supersonic hearing, no worries you will hear me move around and can get up then. I love that you want to always be with me, but sometimes there is a thing called personal space and I could use some.
Derby-I liked that you were so hot this past week, that the minute I climbed into our pool, you were on your back two legs begging for me to put you in the pool. Not only did you swim around like a good doggy, but you then climbed up on my raft and floated around in the water until S discovered you and went after you. I can’t really fault you for jumping off the raft and swimming for the side of the pool to get out.