Good news my Margret says that my hot spot is getting a lot better!  So I’m really hoping I can take this silly cone off pretty soon. My Greg calls it my clown collar, Mrs. Beth calls it a party hat, we all know my Margret calls it my cone of royalty, whatever it is I’ll just be glad when it can come off!

Twice now when I’ve come in from outside all of the snaps have been undone. I’m not telling which one of my sisters is helping me but I’ll give you a clue, she’s photo bombing my picture!

~This is Belle “the I’ll be glad when the cone is off” pup for the rest of the Pups and Kitties.

I love my big sister Bonnie, she rings the “gotta go” chime for me, she LOVES to roughhouse with me and play tug a war. She’s just an all around good big sister.

She does this one thing that I just don’t understand. When it’s time to go to bed and we all run up the stairs she just stands there like she’s thinking about it or something.

My Margret will shut the stairway door and we wait on the steps for a few seconds, longest time ever for this bouncy girl but my Margret will give me a cuddle pat right under my ear by my chin and says “It’ll be alright, Bess I promise.” After thinking about it for a little bit more  she’s ready to come up with us. And she gives my Margret a look that says “Okay, I’m ready are you coming?”

We race each other up the stairs to see who can jump up on the bed first and I almost always win!  After one last cuddle we’re ready to snuggle down and go to sleep.

~This is Bess “the I’m not going to bed until Bonnie does” pup for the rest of the Pup and Kitties.

On Saturday my Margret started rearranging the furniture in the living room. I decided that she needed a supervisor so I came up from the basement to give her my expert advice in moving the couch, trunk and cedar chest.

While we were working on this my Margret became side tracked (which happens quite often I’m sad to say) and started looking at the pictures she keeps in the cedar chest. That’s when she found a picture of me taken 15 years ago when I was a kitten, right before I convinced them to let me move into the house where I rightfully belong.

My sisters and I came in from being outside Saturday afternoon and ran into the living room like we always do to make sure things are the same as they were when we went out and they WEREN’T! The big couch that I lay on to look out the window was GONE!   The little couch where my Margret and I sit together was where my Greg’s big chair is and his big chair is clear across the room!  My Margret and my Greg spent a lot of time yesterday helping us get used to the changes but I don’t like it, I mean I don’t even know where to sit now. The only thing I like is that when I dropped my tennis ball under the little couch it keeps on rolling and doesn’t get lost.

All I care about is if there is still room for me on my Margret’s lap.

So like I think it’s fine, we have lots more room to roughhouse plus we have some snazzy new beds. We do need to figure out how to sit with my Margret in her recliner, when Bess and I try to jump up in the chair the foot thingy goes down and we slide off…but we’re smart we’ll figure it out.

I’m soooo excited, we have a window!!!! Do you know I can see and hear the same stuff from the living room that I can see when I run outside to our pup pen, the very same stuff! This morning though I got all mixed up, usually if I see something from inside that I want to see better I bark and my Margret or my Greg will let me outside then I ramp the steps and out I go to save the day.  But this morning I was out and barked to be let in because I knew I could see it better from the living room window but when I came bouncing in I ran a few steps toward the living room then ran back to the pup door then back to the living room and back yet again to the pup pen. While I was trying to make up my mind my Margret petted me and said “Bess you just don’t quite know what to think do you, pretty girl.” ( I like when she calls me that!) that helped me to calm down a bit so I could make up my mind…outside it is!

~this is Lucy, Belle, Linus, Bonnie and Bess “the living room looks different and we don’t like it, but kind of do, think it’s awesome” Pups and Kitties

Bonnie

Mrs. Carolyn and Mr. Pastor are friends of ours and came to visit us last night.  Mrs. Carolyn always reads our blog and makes really nice comments that make us feel good.

We were happy to see them but we needed to be really careful as Mrs. Carolyn has a back owie that hurts a lot.  So my Margret and my Greg made sure we didn’t bump into her.  While Bess and Belle made the rounds to see everyone,  I wanted to stay by Mrs. Carolyn.  She does a real good job petting, I mean she’s so good she could give petting lessons.   I just sat quietly (well mostly) by her all evening.  She tried to stop a few times but I just looked at her and convinced her to keep petting me.

Our family is praying that all goes well with Mrs. Carolyn’s surgery in a couple of weeks, that she recovers quickly and comes back soon so she can pet me some more.

~This is Bonnie “I can never be petted enough” pup for the rest of the Pups and Kitties

Rats! Foiled again!

You all know that I’m the “gotta go” chime ringer around here. I ring it when Bess wants to go outside. I ring it when Belle or Bess want to come back inside.  I also ring it when I want to distract my Margret and my Greg so I can see if they have anything good on their plates during supper time.

So the other day I discovered this awesome treat that’s on top of the washing machine, but that’s not a problem for me, I just stand up on my back legs and can reach it just fine thank you very much. Well anyway most of you know that Linus Kitty is the 4th Golden Retriever in this house and the yummy treats belong to him but because it’s his he doesn’t like to share, I mean come on you would think it was his supper or something.

So I thought of this awesome idea, Linus always comes running when I ring the “gotta go” chime because  he wants to go outside, my Margret won’t let him because he is an indoors kitty. But he keeps trying, in fact he’s been known to ring the chime and sit by the door in hopes that she’ll forget and let him out.

Ok so anyway…last night during supper I rang the chime and Linus runs over to the door leaving his food bowl as I was quietly walking over to the washing machine, my Margret asks me what I’m doing. I stood perfectly still and said “Me? I’m not doing anything”. Then she started to laugh and said “Bonnie, that’s Linus’s supper not yours.”  I couldn’t figure out how she knew what I was going to do, then I heard her tell Greg that she watched my eyes and while I didn’t move a muscle my eyes moved and looked up at Linus’s supper.

Rat’s foiled again!

~This is Bonnie, “the foiled but I won’t give up” pup for the rest of the Pups and Kitties

Linus, Bonnie and Belle