Saturday, May 21, 2005

Okay, so one thing's good about living here with the two small dogs (with the long tails): AIR CONDITIONING. It was 100 degrees outside, but only 78 inside so I spent as much time as possible crashed on the cool marble floors. I'm too short to reach the thermostat, but FatBoy seems to check them often enough.

Sunday, May 15, 2005

It must be the 15th. I hate it when FatBoy puts on the latex gloves. I'm not as stupid as he thinks I am, and I know what he's up to .. he's gonna squirt some of that Frontline+ between my shoulder blades where I can't reach it. I don't know what it does, but it makes my back feel oogie.

Saturday, May 14, 2005

FatBoy left me alone from 8-noon, when he stopped by to let me out for 2 minutes (what a nice touch) while he fetched the mail. To thank him for leaving me with Those Mutant Dogs (the short ones with the long, purring tails), I took a small dump in the library.

He returned about 7pm and was in for the night, alternating snoozing on the couch, doing something on the computer and text-messaging some friends. At least he remembered to change my (our?) water and feed me.

This new Beneful ("Healthy Radiance" formula) tastes good; it's supposed to keep my fur shiny so I don't itch as much.

Friday, May 13, 2005

I'd been outside for awhile, but when FatBoy let me inside, I whizzed on the carpet, about 10 feet away from where he was on the computer. Now he's angry.

He cleaned it up with the WetVac and sprinkled some of that Arm & Hammer Deodorizer on it, then vacuumed it. Can barely tell I whizzed. Next time, I won't be so loud. Maybe it'll have a chance to soak in before he discovers it.

FatBoy brought home a 6-inch long beef bone yesterday. It tasted okay for awhile, but it's lost it's scent, so I think I'll just leave it somewhere and forget about it.