I am the winner & the cats are the LAHOO-SEH-HERS!

Today is the day that I have been looking foward to since the day these cats teased me while I was locked in my cage at night. Since getting set free from my cage & getting invited to sleep in the master's bed, these cats have been getting into trouble for acting out in rebellion to my presence. Well, the masters finally got sick of it and moved all the cats necessities out of their bathroom and into the hall bathroom. This means that at night the masters can close thier door and lock the cats out! Like I said, I win & they lose!!!! WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

the begining of tick problems & the end of kennel training

Well, sorry for the 3 month delay since my last post. It hasn't been too eventful lately. I do have some wonderful news though...I am out of the kennel at night and in the masters' bed. I haven't had an accident in quite a long time, now. Also, my lady friend, babystumpers' master just adopted a new sister for her, so they needed the kennel to train her. I haven't met the new dog on the block yet, but my masters seem to think she is great, so i can't wait to meet her. The only other thing going on lately is that my hair is getting quite long these days, which makes great hiding for ticks. My master says he is getting tired of pulling ticks off of me. There have been so many lately that it is KA-RAY-ZEE! Well that's it for now, so until next time...

ear infections, sharp objects, and one severely uncoordinated woman!

So, i try not to be too fussy about letting my masters brush my hair, and i don't freak out when it comes to baths, but today i had to draw the line. It turns out that i have an ear infection. Well, Debi insisted on pouring what felt like acid into my ears, rubbing it around and then wiping it out. then after this she expects me to hold still while she cuts the hair out of my ears?! She must be nuts! I mean, you need to see this woman's coordination to really understand. I can't tell you how many times i have seen this woman cut off the tips of her fingers just making dinner, and she thinks I'm going to sit back and just let hers stick sharp objects into my infected, throbbing, burning ears?! I don't think so! Well, i finally won a battle...she did not cut that ear hair out of my ears. Hopefully, this will not be a battle that needs to be fought again, but we will see. Until next time...

Man's Best Friend ? Whatever!

"Feeling so groggy still!"

Well thanks a lot, people! that is sarcasm if you were wondering. I actually managed to escape butcher's clutches, find a computer, and make a cry for help on this page. Does anyone respond?...NO! I'm sure if I would have been able to use twitter someone MAYBE would have come. Unfortunately, twitter was blocked at that particular office...figures. I really didn't expect much from most of you out there. But Chrissy?! I thought you would really come through for me. I am sooooo disappointed. well, my anesthesia is still weighing me down, so in a very high pitch voice, I say - goodnight until next time...

this is your friendly, local vet

Please ignore the rantings posted on this site earlier by Gandalf. He was very stressed out and delusional. I asure everyone that we will be taking good care of Gandalf during his stay with us and will not harm him in any way. Gandalf is currently unavailable for comment at this time, as he was extremely anxious and required a sedative to calm him down. Rest asured, though, Gandalf will be a new man when he leaves our facility. Thank you for your concern in this matter.

PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!!

I am posting this from the office of the people that are trying to turn me into a eunich. I have escaped their grips, but I have been unable to find my way out of this building. They are hot on my trail, so if anyone is getting this cry for help then come to the animal hospital on Peart Rd. For the love of all that is good, please come and rescue me from these people. Chrissy, where are you???? Oh no, I can hear them coming. I'm cornered. NO, no, no, no, no....aghhhhhhhhh....................

Week 4 - Tuesday

Well, apparently, I have upset my masters too many times. I over heard them talking about taking me to the vet to have something called nuetering done to me. I wasn't sure what this was, so i started inquiring about it. When I spoke to Gomez, he informed me that this was the proceedure that he underwent to become a eunich. So needless to say I have not been feeling real great about things lately. I have tried to be extra good as well as extra cute, but to no effect. I am being taken to the chopping block tomorrow.

As for other news, i have been trying to be a little more sociable with the cats of the house and it seems to be working a little. Gomez and I have been getting along for some time now, but the other cats were not as accepting as he. Wednesday has been a bit more receptive lately, though she does seem to still be a little standoffish. Grandmama, on the other hand, is still not usually very friendly with me. However, I did find some common ground with her. We both enjoy looking out the window and dreaming of running free (but both of us want to be able to return here of course). We just wish to be able to come and go as we please. We even attempted to escape together. Unfortunately we were both caught before we could get very far. Once out the door, Grandmama got a little rattled and froze. I was caught because of my uncontrolable urge to pee on everything. Oh well, maybe next time. well untill next time...

week 3 - tuesday

Well, it's been a good few days since my last post. I am now on day 6 without any excrement incidents in the house. i am hoping to get some of my freedom back soon, but my masters seem skeptical about giving me too much freedom too soon again. I'll just keep on trying to prove myself and hope that they learn to trust me once again.

Today was quite interesting. I decided to go and visit an elderly woman that lives down the street. Her door was open and she was quite happy to have the company. We had a very nice time together. Well, apparently my masters are extremely needy. I was only gone for a few minutes and these people start a manhunt. I mean seriously people, don't you think you over reacted just a bit. When you guys leave, do you see me calling everyone I know while on the verge of tears and then start talking about how it couldn't be possible that you just left and start dreaming up horriffic scenarios like giant, evil birds that must have swooped down and eaten you. It's kind of disturbing. Anyway, lesson learned...I'll start checking in everytime I want to do anything and you'll just keep leaving me in the dark (double standard but i guess I'll have to learn to live with it). Well until next time...

week 2

Well this week was interesting to say the least. it started out with the introduction of another human into the house. she is apparently Sam's sister, Christa. They brought her home and had a day of celebration the next day with numerous humans gathered in the house to gorge themselves on pie. I do not believe anything healthy was eaten by a human in this house all that day. It was the definition of glutony, once again showing how amazing it really is that humans are masters of us beasts.

Once the day of glutonous mutilation of the human's bodies was over they packed up and left the next morning. My masters left Chrissy to house sit and watch over us animals (you know in case we decided to do anything that could result in harming ourselves...such as eating more pie in one day than should probably be consumed in a lifetime!). Well, it turns out that Chrissy used to pay quite a bit of attention to the cats before I came along. On this occassion, though, she was totally smitten by my puppy charm. This angered the cats greatly. Chrissy paid very little to no attention at all to these lesser beings and worshiped me, as it should be! The cats did, however, get their revenge on Chrissy and I. Things happened so fast that I don't even know fully what happened, but somehow they convinced me that since everyone else gets to relieve themselves in the house, that I should claim my right to do the same. They said it was my God given right. Well, I fell for it and Chrissy did not discover this error in judgement until my masters returned. It was Sam, in fact that discovered my dirty little protest. Chrissy felt bad for the incident, even though it had nothing to do with her, and I am more restricted in my freedoms than ever. And all the while, the truely guilty ones roam free and unpunished! But make no mistake, I will have my revenge and it will be sooooo SWEET!

Since then, I have turned over a new leaf. It has been 3 full days without a excrement incident in the house. The masters have expressed their gratitude for this numerous times. The cats have tried to egg me on to failure but it is them that will fail in this endevour. Christa has since left and the house has gone back to almost normal, but it appears that the humans are preparing for yet another feast. If these people aren't a little less festive they just might not be around to take care of me. Apparently, this time, they are celebrating the birth of the human, James. Interesting ritual, especially when being observed by someone that doesn't even know how old he is. Well, I have to be going now. I have an evil plan to create and implement upon some deserving felines. Here kitty, kitty, kitty...whahahahahahaha!

week 1

day 1

My new owners picked me up today and brought me home. I got a little nervous at first as it was another dog that they had actually picked out a few days ago, fortunately for me that dog has quite the waiting list of people wanting him. so I really laid on the charm and my new master, which they call Debi, could not resist taking me home...it was love.

As we arrived at my new home, I was introduced to two small humans. the one called Michael seems to be in love with me and enjoys playing quite vigorously with me. the other one they call Ruthie, is a little more stand-offish. Though I do consider myself lucky since I heard my new owners talking about when the cats first met Ruthie...apparently she was quite rough with them (rough enough to gain her the name of "Ruthie The Ruthless"). I was also introduced to two other humans that are not master size but much larger than the two small humans. They are called James and Reanna. They have been exceptionally nice to me thus far.

"It's so nice to get that pound puppy stench off"

Shortly after arrival, Master Debi gave me a bath (as seen in pic above) and then groomed me. This is very different from the treatment I got at the humanes society (don't get me wrong, they were great, but this was like being at a spa). After all that I played with everyone and noticed two cats, one black and one black and white, stalking me all day...kinda creepy. The third cat (gray in color) did not stalk me, but it appears to me that she is the leader and i am sure that the others are working under her authority. I don't trust 'em, but I'll just have to learn to deal with it.

At the end of the day, my other Master (called Sam) came home from work. Everyone then ate dinner and we went to the park. We had a blast at the park and then came home. And now i will go and enjoy my new home. Until next time...

Day 2

Today I was much more comfortable with my surroundings. I am loving these people. They have given me their total trust. They even let me sleep in their bed last night, even though it was my first night here. I did have some excitement though when Debi decided to start pushing around something called a vaccuum cleaner. I had to get away before that thing attacked me, so I climbed over the baby gate and into the master bedroom. Apparently this showed them that I am capable of getting into trouble if I so desired, which I really didn't want them to know but it was a matter of life or death. All the humans are great, very loving and treat me very well. The cats are a different story. Gomez, the black and white cat, apparently sleeps in the Masters' bed every night. So we decided to set aside our differences last night and are getting along now just fine, as a matter of fact it turns out he is also a stray that was rescued by these people. I still catch Wednesday, the black cat, stalking me sometimes...I'm not sure if we will become friends or not. The gray cat, Grandmama, is starting to approach me every now and then. A few sniffs here and a few sniffs there...not sure what her game is yet. Well, I'm off to bed now. So, until next time...

Day 3

"Ahh, total comfort. and modesty...that's for the cats"

Today I found joy in chasing the cats around and barking at them a little just to let them know that I am in charge now. I made the mistake of peeing on a bookshelf today to start marking my territory, but after finding some info out about Gomez, I realize that this may have been a big mistake. Apparently the Masters of the house paid a mercenary to brutally mutilate Gomez...they had his manhood removed. I am thinking that it would be a good idea to stay on these people's good side. When I inquired as to what Gomez had done to deserve such a punishment, no one seemed to have an answer. I'm not sure what to think of these people now. On one hand they seem so nice and loving, on the other hand Gomez's scars speak for the brutality that these people are capable of inflicting. I think I'll try and walk on eggshells for a while and see how things go. Until next time...

Day 4

Well my plan to not anger my masters has failed. I don't know what came over me, but I decided to pee and poop in the house today. This resulted in less time running around the house and more time in my small prison cell they call a "kennel" or my "place". Whatever people, you're not fooling anyone by giving it a cute name. While in my "place", the cats constantly came by to torment me and gloat in their freedom. Apparently they have their own spot, INSIDE THE HOUSE MIND YOU, that they get to go to the bathroom. Why must I be the only one in this household that has to endure the humility of doing my bussiness outside for the whole world to see. Well at least it's better than being at the pound. I guess I'll just have to chalk this one up to just a bad day. Until next time...