Silly Saturday is 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. 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-Neezer I know you don’t like when S plays with you, but you have been handling it well. S is learning to be nice to the animals, so he always reassures Neezer by saying, “It’s okay, it’s okay” as he pets him. Neezer will tolerate it for about 30 seconds and then makes a quick getaway. I think he has bad memories from the first three years of S life when he was always getting his tail pulled or being dragged around by his tail crying. I think Neezer is only nice to S now because he knows if he cries enough S will go turn on the water in the bathtub for Neezer to play in.
PJ-PJ if you didn’t follow S around so close you would have been able to go out in the driveway and experience firsthand how much fun S had riding his bike (with training wheels) around. I was too worried you would chase him and knock him over. Your excitement gets the better of you. You can thank S for reminding B to put new corn on the squirrel feeder for you to be able to chase them. The squirrels hate you, but man do you love to chase them. They sure tell you what’s up from the trees. The loud cackling that comes from the trees is unreal. If we all only spoke squirrel and could understand them. (Where are Chip and Dale when you need them?)
Derby-Derby, do you see how nice it can be when you don’t run away outside of the yard. You can play out with us when S is riding his bike in the driveway. You even got to come out without PJ because you listened so well and would not be able to know S off of his bike. Keep up the good work!