I was making coffee back in the days when you made it on the stove. It was an electric range and I turned the burner on while filling the coffee pot. Just then a moth flew to the hood light on the stove with my long haired Persian cat following right after. There was a puff of smoke and the moth flew off with the cat chasing it. Now I'm chasing the cat because she set her butt on fire. I finally catch her and there's nothing more than some singed fur. Now my daughter comes down the stairs and asks me what the heck I'm cooking because it smells really awful. I told her she was getting burnt cat butt for breakfast...lol
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“Until I discovered cooking, I was never really interested in anything.” ― Julia Child ―
Back in the 80s, dad was replacing our porch. The cross beams were exposed.
I opened the front door to tell him something and Andrea, our pica poo, shot out between my legs, realized she screwed up as she clung to one of the cross beams for a minute before falling.
Neither dad or I could get to her.
She never shot out a door again.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Corgi used to carry his (full) water dish to the living room to drink.
Oh my gosh! Did he make a mess? Or was he pretty neat?
Oh, he sloshed water everywhere. At the time, he had plastic dishes. So I went and bought him some heavy stoneware dishes. Somehow, he still managed to carry those around. I guess it was just a phase, he just stopped doing it on his own.
Corgi used to carry his (full) water dish to the living room to drink.
Oh my gosh! Did he make a mess? Or was he pretty neat?
Oh, he sloshed water everywhere. At the time, he had plastic dishes. So I went and bought him some heavy stoneware dishes. Somehow, he still managed to carry those around. I guess it was just a phase, he just stopped doing it on his own.
Monster will take one bite of his food to the living room, come back eat all his food, then go lay down in the living room to eat that one bite.
When he wants fresh water, he will stand in the hall door and stare at me until I get it.
Cassie would bring home every broom in the neighborhood. At one time, we had 5 brooms. And shoes. She would bring home shoes. Our neighbors would come get them.
She would climb the tree with Caitlyn, too. It's weird to see a black lab, 4 ft off the ground, on a tree branch, wagging it's tail and sharing hotdogs with your kid.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
