Saturday, October 29, 2005

Snowball Crosses The Rainbow Bridge

I couldn't find Snowball all day long and this afternoon, I found her drowned in the fish pond... a palm leaf had been covering her body.  Needless to say, I'm sad about her going this way... yes, she was arthritic and old but still got around with her Rimadyl which I just got filled last week when she and my other three Bichons had their Rabies shots.  She was nine when I rescued her... her owner had died and she was going to be put to sleep... it will be seven years ago this Thanksgiving...  I'll miss her hobbling up her steps to the bed... she always slept on the left side of the bed right up against the headboard and would come over for scratching and petting when she felt the need for it...

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Thanksgiving

I have a turkey thawing so I can celebrate the Canadian Thanksgiving as well... it was windy here today but warm... I had to turn on the A/C in the store... I'm SO glad I'm out of snow and cold... I re-named my male Maltese Woody today as he reminds me of Woody Woodpecker. Katrina was spayed yesterday and that's quietened her down temporarily. Cleo, the black cat from Hell, is going to have to go back to the shelter as she's got a real mean streak in her and I'm afraid she'll scratch some kid in the store and I'll get sued... she turns on a dime from being a sweetie to a demon. It's a shame as I HATE taking her back there. My mother will be coming in just about a month and she's going to freak when she sees I have eight dogs now! And two cats after Cleo leaves... but I did get rid of the fish... well, inside anyway as we needed the space for more shelves for stamps but I have fish outside in the pond still.

Sugar has developed this dementia where she insists on sleeping in the store at night and I can't figure out why. Herman and Woody are wrestling a lot. Woody likes to stick his tongue right in my mouth and persists even when I turn my head.

Monday, October 03, 2005

Haircuts for all today

My Coton Li'l Herman got his first haircut today and is looking very sleek... I decided there was no way that I could keep up with the constant brushing needed to keep him long haired... I hated having to "torture" him. So he'll stay looking like the Bichons. I've named the deaf Maltese puppy Katrina and the groomers said I'd picked the perfect name for her... LOL She's a little dynamo chewing and digging and the house is strewn with the evidence as is our "office area" in the store. She's a ball of energy, terrorizes poor old arthritic Snowball and wears out Li'l Herman although they have fun playing Tug O' War with toys and chasing each other and wrestling.