I had to laugh yesterday when jenn was here...teddy had sightlessly and silently lumbered over to her and was standing with his head against her lower leg, waiting, motionlessly. she was afraid but she slowly and bravely started to scratch his ears, he softly started rumbling like his motor was turning on and then snap,snap,snap..he tried to bite her. as she quickly pulled her hand and leg away from his snapping mouth, she started laughing and said..."he is like a zombie dog!" and I started laughing too because she's right, he totally is!
so all of you zombie enthusiasts...do I ever have a cool dog for you....TED Z!
little bobbi shop cat is slightly confused. she has been laying in her litter box and peeing and pooping in the soft and comfy, good place to hide/hang out playpen and her litter box is pristine clean. hmm. last night, as I cleaned the playpen all out and placed in fresh comfy towels and fleece, I tried to gently explain the difference to her but I am not sure she quite understood me.
I thought gilbert looked a bit better last night. he was certainly perkier because he pulled the bird cage into his pen and was tossing it around with his head. he also was drinking a bit more from his just plain water bucket so I was happy about that.
if crazy horse does not quit trying to dig out my eye sockets with her freaking sharp talons in the middle of the night...I will either kill her...or end up totally blind. I should get her in to the vets for a nail trim, but quite frankly I am afraid..i can't even fully imagine the chaos involved if our little T REX goes into the vets.
preacher was gone totally weird..i mean way weirder than usual for him. for the past three days I periodically find him laying on the floor with his head shoved into the cupboard under the sink. he just lays there for what seems like hours and then gets up, finds something more or less interesting to do and leaves. a couple of hours later he is back again, doing the same freaking weird thing. I have looked under there...I have peered closely and I don't see or hear anything...makes me wonder if he is hallucinating or something.
whatever, how that cat's brain works is far beyond me and I better get ready for work and quit procrastinating while pondering the in and outs of the odd little ducks living with me.