New Woofie Names

Look at those innocent faces. Do they look like hulking, skulking toe attack dogs to you? We're innocent, innocent ... uh, innocent until proven guilty by photographic evidence. And then we'd have to contend the evidence was undoubtedly photoshopped. Even if Jan is a dud in the photoshop department.

We'd like to introduce ourselves. According to Jan, we are now Watch Where You're Going, Stop Yanking & Don't Step On My Toe. We're not sure which of us is which and obviously neither is Jan. She keeps getting confused. Maybe she should buy us name tags.

Actually, we're not sure we like these new names. We were kind of attached to Sam, Merci & Buddy. At least we knew who we were. And so did Jan. Usually.

It's tough living with a forgetful human.

And to illustrate how forgetful humans can become, we'd like to share this story with you about a group of aging male friends --

A group of 40 year old buddies discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed upon that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the waitresses there had low cut blouses and were very young..

10 years later at 50 years of age, the group once again discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the food there was better than most places and the wine selection was extensive.

10 years later at 60 years of age, the group once again discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because they could eat there in peace and quiet and the restaurant had a beautiful view of the ocean.

10 years later, at 70 years of age, the group once again discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the restaurant was wheel chair accessible and they even had an elevator.

10 years later, at 80 years of age, the group once again discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because they had never been there before.

Thank you all for your kind messages regarding the loss of Crystal. We appreciate every one of them. We forgot to include the CB in our last post. Gracie sent the graphic she made for Crystal to the Cat Blogosphere where it was posted. Some of you came by from there. The CB also posted it on the Purrs & Prayers January purrs list.

There are a number of sick furries at this time and we wish each one of them a swift recovery.

Cotton, Merci, Cyndi, Percy, Cameron, Buddy, Rusty & Sam

Crystal's Friends

We would like to thank all of Crystal's friends -- old and new -- who have come by to leave a message since Crystal passed away Sunday morning. Since we post as the Funny Farm and not as individuals most of the time, we realize you barely know Crystal as an individual. But you do understand the loss of a furry friend. So we value each act of kindness, whether as a comment on the blog, an email, or a phone call. Yes, even the midnight phone call. One caring friend picked up the phone as soon as she read the email and called, despite the hour. She knew Jan would be upset. And then Jan went to bed and one of us -- (don't worry, Sam, we won't tell on you) -- leaped onto the bed, landing on Jan's painful toe again.

Gracie made this beautiful Rainbow Bridge graphic for Crystal.

Gracie also commissioned Olive (Opus' sister) to do a Vportrait of Crystal for his family. These portraits are currently being made to raise funds for Fiona's medical bills. (Link is on Gracie's blog.)

Ann the Zoolatry Human posted a tribute to Crystal on Collectibles by Zoolatry.

We were also touched by the way Perfectly Parker's family reached out. "We are so sorry for your loss, we have made a donation to Wayside Waifs in memory of Crystal so some little kitty might have a loving forever home." We're glad something good came out of our loss. Some little kitty is being helped.

Tristan & Crikey, Sammy (Samson), Karen Jo of Kitty Limericks, and Socks, Scylla, Artemisia & Fenris posted on or mentioned Crystal. (We don't expect you to visit all our links. We are trying to put all this information together so we don't lose it.)

It's hard to write about Crystal now, so we're just going to raid some older posts to tell you a little about him.

From our post Crystal is 10.
Crystal, you were so tiny when someone threw you and your twin out. You two went up and down the street trying to get someone to take you home. Somewhere along the way, you lost your twin.

Jan heard you crying outside her bedroom window. When she saw you, she stopped on a step and you raced over and leaped high into the air to reach her. Only you were too small and you crashed into the steps. So, of course, there was no way Jan was going to leave you there on the ground. She picked you up, brought you inside and broke her commitment that Jenny and Grayce would be the last animals she rescued.

She has never regretted taking you in. You immediately bonded with Grayce (it was not a mutual bond at first!) and were her closest companion until she died. To this day, your favorite sleeping spot is on Jan's pillow, occasionally reaching out to pat her face as you purr. Percy has taken your place as the alpha kitty, but you will always be Jan's number 1 greeter when company comes.

From the Meezers' Hams of the World Tour in September 2009

Crystal is on bottom left of the photo. We made the decision to send him on the tour because he was the oldest and we wanted him to have a big adventure.

A couple of months after Crystal's 11th birthday, we entered him in Boris' birthday contest.

My human, Jan, named me Crystal even though I'm a boy kitty because she said I am as handsome as crystal glassware is beautiful. My furry siblings think I should enter your contest. You see, I turned 11 years old on June 1st and I don't know how many days ... I mean years ... I have left, and I've never had a birthday party. That never bothered me before. I have an endless supply of crunchies, a roof over my old head, a warm bed in winter, a big family to keep me company, and a human who scoops my poop. What more could a kitty want?

Well, I hate to admit it, but before I go, I dream of having a birthday party where we all wear a silly hat, agile mice deliver my cake, balloons float freely, a huge table bends under the weight of food and beverages, and all the furries attending get a present -- not just me. So I think I'm going to start checking the couch for loose change so next year I can afford to invite all my friends and family to a big birthday party.

Crystal was one of 5 runner ups in Boris' birthday contest. We had no idea Crystal wouldn't be here for his next birthday. We would have liked to see his dream come true.

Crystal, It's hard to look at your freshly dug grave. It's so close to the new dog pen, but Jan wanted you buried next to Jenny and Grayce. We're sad you had to leave us but you will always be a part of the Funny Farm, as you will live on in our hearts and memories. You were a terrific brother and we all miss you.

We love you. Farewell, sweet Crystal!

Cotton, Merci, Cyndi, Percy, Cameron, Buddy, Rusty & Sam
& Jan

Farewell, Crystal

My sweet and handsome Crystal passed away early this morning, sometime between 1:30 and 4:00 am. He's been failing for a while now, but I didn't want to post about it. Yesterday, I could see he was tired and I told him repeatedly I didn't mind taking care of him but it was okay to leave now. So I wasn't surprised to find he was gone when I got up to check on him.

I went back to bed but couldn't sleep, just lay still until the phone rang. My brother is working today. There was no one to help bury Crystal.

As soon as I got off the phone, Buddy had a seizure.

After taking the dogs on a very short walk while wearing a pair of bedroom slippers, I put on the extra large white sneakers I just bought to accommodate my swollen toe in an emergency and dug a grave in the red Georgia clay. The ground is soaked with rainwater, so I was able to manage. Crystal lies beside his old friends Jenny and Grayce.

To make the day even more painful, I walked onto the wet front porch in my socks to knock mud off the shoes. And then I accidentally bumped a large spray bottle off a table. It landed squarely on the infected part of the unprotected toe. I have lost count of the number of traumas to that toe since a week ago Friday. The others have been courtesy of Buddy and Sam. I don't know how I am going to walk the dogs at all now since it is cold and raining and I can only get my foot into a sock.

Between the toe pain and Crystal, losing Crystal hurts the worst How appropriate the day should be cold, wet and dreary. Crystal was a bright spot in my life for 11 years and it's going to take some time to get used to losing him. So if I don't post for a while or answer questions .... Maybe I'll post in a day or two on Crystal, but perhaps not. We'll see.

Although we already did a post earlier today, Crystal's passing rates a special post.

Wanted Alive

We have an update to yesterday's post on the Temptations thief. We were just about to reveal the identity, when we suddenly and inexplicably lost the internet connection.

Shaggy, Scooby & Scout wrote: Does Dr. Buddy do counseling? He needs to get Percy on the couch to find the source of this behavior.

S, S & S, we're not sure. We assume Dr. Buddy needs counseling, but we're not sure if his medical degree includes giving counseling.Unfortunately, as of now he's on the scent of another feather for his stethoscope.

But this post is about busting the thief. We don't have to reveal the name to Jan. Not only did she figure it out on her own but last night she busted him right smack in the act. Yesterday Jan moved the treats to where they couldn't be reached by any of us. She heard the rustling, otherwise he would have gone undetected, as he was precariously perched high in the shelves where no cat should have been able to teeter. And barely reached by Jan. Only somehow our most daring and sure-footed gynmast managed to reach them.

Did you guess? No, it wasn't mice. And claiming a burglar would be as ludicrous as Buddy's claim a burglar stole Jan's nine warm yeast rolls at Thanksgiving time.

Yep, Percy is the culprit. Caught red-pawed with another empty bag of treats last night. This time a bag of Whisker Lickins Tartar Control. Guess he wants to be a fat boy with good teeth.

As you know, Percy is our best typist. And he is the reason our internet connection suddenly died yesterday, just as we were about to reveal the truth. Today he claims to be contrite, but we heard him searching the house this morning and crying outside the closet where the treats are now hidden. We'll probably never get another treat again. Jan will forget they're there. So Percy will be indebted to us forever.

This evening (Saturday) Jan heard something falling into the litter pan and arrived just in time to see how Percy reached those treats yesterday. And even worse, he was returning for a pack of DOG treats he'd snitched and stashed there.

Keep typing, Percy. The Funny Farm detectives are watching your every move. And so is Jan, although we wouldn't worry about her. She'll forget. Worry about us. We outnumber you.

And the Thief Is

Crystal: Okay, this is the last straw .... uh, package we're not getting part of.

Cotton: Maybe we should start from the beginning. One of us has been climbing on the shelves and knocking things down into the litter pans.

Rusty: Yeah, and leaving ripped up packages of Temptations! Which we didn't get a share of.

Crystal: It's happened twice so far. Jan found the second package this morning. It was empty! Not even a crumb left.



Cyndi: Jan is pretty upset. She says we're supposed to share.

Cameron: And she's worried about what kind of health effect eating so many Temptations at a time will have on the perpetrator.

Cotton: The first time she found the package while only half eaten and we did each get a couple. So did the dogs. Temptations were falling out the bottom, the middle, the sides of the bag. She didn't have enough fingers to plug the holes.

Cyndi: Jan says she knows which one of us is guilty because she not only knows which one of us is the most agile but she saw the gymnast plotting a course and making a map of the easiest way to access the shelf where she hides the treats. Of course, she didn't realize what was happening at the time.

Rusty: The same suspect has been uprooting the aloe vera plant Jan's friend sent her for emergencies. It doesn't stay in the pot long enough to grown roots, even though Jan hid the pot in the most "remote" region of the shelves.

Cameron: So, since this is cutting into our Temptation stash, we held a meeting and decided to confirm the identity of the thief for Jan. If you haven't guessed by now, the thief is --

Percy, tapping keyboard keys rapidly: Sorry, guys, technical problems. The browser is shutting dow-

Blip!

PS from Buddy, Merci & Sam: No, Jan hasn't found her funny bone yet, but she did give us permission to post, as long as we do it while she is out of paw reach. Her eye is doing better but her toe is swollen, painful and infected, and she is ... um, how do we put this ... oh, yeah, crabby as hockey! Or do we mean crabby as h-e-double hockey stick? Whichever, we advise you to keep your distance. Especially from her toe. And yes, we do have something to do with that. We said we're sorry and buddy has tried to doctor it but she goes hysterical if we so much as look her way. So we're lying low and collecting surgical supplies in case Dr. Buddy has to operate.

An Eyetoe Break

We're going to be taking a break for a day or two or however long it takes for Jan to find her sense of humor. We think she hid it in the doghouse she stuffed Buddy and Sam in after they injured her already injured toe last Friday. She is still barely able to get around and she screams when any of us gets within 100 yards of her foot. Actually, when one of us even looks in her direction. What's she think we're going to do from across the room? Oh, never mind. For a moment we forgot how dangerous we are whenever Jan has a booboo.

And then there's her eye. We aren't responsible for that, but it swelled shut last night and it's too much of a strain for her to be able to do anything online. So we hope you will remember us if we take an eyetoe break. She doesn't trust us online by ourselves. (Fancy that! Wonder why?)

So don't forget us. We'll be back soon. Or, hopefully, sooner.

GASP

Too many military personnel have been forced to give up their pets when they are deployed, many of them ending up at a shelter because a home can not be found in time. There is a site called Guardian Angels for Soldier's Pet (we shortened it to GASP) where a soldier and a foster home might connect. These men and women love their pets as much as we do. Perhaps you can help too. There are other ways to help besides fostering. Support our military, veterans and their pets.

Walker

Our latest Buddyism --

"Cat's motto: No matter what you've done wrong, always try to make it look like the dog did it." ~ Unknown

Our motto: No matter what we cats & dogs do wrong, we always try to make it look like Jan did it. ~Jan's Funny Farm

We love happy endings. Although this story has a sad beginning, there is a positive ending. It still amazes us how folks reach out to help one another in a time of need. Initially one woman took on the financial responsibility but then the community chipped in to help a cocker spaniel puppy now named Walker who was purportedly dragged down the street unintentionally.

Paws for an act of kindness
Woman see best, worst in aiding puppy dragged behind car
By Nancy A. Fischer
News Niagara Reporter

The nightmare is over for a puppy that was dragged down the road behind a car for nearly a mile on Aug. 8.

The puppy ended up in the loving arms of a woman who did everything she could to make sure he would live.

Linda Tilton, who rescued the American cocker spaniel she named Walker, said she learned after that day just how much evil there was in the world.

But she also demonstrated how much good there is, too.

"It's really opened my eyes, but there's a lot more happiness and joy," Tilton said. "We love [Walker] to death. He really is a survivor. He has no fear, and he is happy all the time and literally leaps across the house. It's almost as if he was blessed with one more day, and he knows it."

You can read the rest of the article here.

Mama's Lap

Buddy & Sam are in the doghouse with Jan, who is limping around on a very painful swollen toe because of their antics yesterday, so this will be short and sweet. Short because our time is limited and sweet because who doesn't love photos of a newborn snuggling with mama. We've seen the photos before and perhaps you have too, but have another awwww moment, with our compliments.

You can view the photos here.

The Home Run

We have read so many stories of kindness and generosity regarding kit and pup bloggers. We have experienced a few too. But are you aware that humans also do nice things for each other?

We watched this video a while ago and were reminded of it tonight as we were thinking of all those humans and animals in Haiti that survived the earthquake on Tuesday. We know photographs can not quite convey the horrors they are living through. They need helping hands and nations are responding with everything from search dogs and handlers to food and medical supplies. They have been in our thoughts and Jan's prayers.

When a disaster hits, many humans respond compassionately, often in an unexpected way. This is a true story, not about a disaster but about good sportsmanship and compassion in the midst of competition.

Update, Friday, Jan 15: We have deleted the video. Despite the fact the video has an embed code which was correctly copied and installed -- and it worked fine last night -- it has been throwing a tantrum instead of loading today. When it said to us (in print, of course), Can not load, you are not ....., we figured we'd had enough. If you click on the link below to view the video and want to share it with your friends, please use the link to this post instead of their website, since this is where you found it. Thanks!

To watch the video, click here.

Despite the fact this is a true story, we think there would be a major change to the video if cats and dogs made it. At the end, the two heroines from the opposing team who carried the injured player around the bases would be hoisted onto their teammates' shoulders and the injured player would be loaded into an ambulance. Humans, they just never quite see things as clearly as we furries do. We need to work harder on their training.

Don't forget to visit Gracie. It's her first birthday today and she's having a big party.

Funny Farm Meets ModKat

In late November, Rich (that's the nice man's name, not an evalutation of his financial status) sent us one of his ModKat Litter Pans to test. Since we've had the product for a few weeks now, we thought we should post an update on it. You can read the post on the ModKat's arrival here.

Jan was ecstatic, hoping this would solve some of her problems. For one thing,one of us likes to stand tall and pee over the top of the box. (Don't worry, we won't tattle on you, Per ... uh, whichever one of us is responsible!)

And even more importantly, the dogs view our litter boxes as an all you can eat buffet. That's why the boxes are on the back porch blocking the door to the kitchen with shelves on each side and a wooden barrier at the other end. Finding the litter boxes requires a map and a compass. Wending through the maze to use the litter box requires a trim body and gymnastics.

If you remember, the ModKat is taller than other litter pans, with a roof -- no tiles or shingles, but one large entrance/exit hole and a number of smaller air holes. The theory is that we would enter one at a time through the entrance/exit hole, do our business, and Jan's job would become easier. Just remove the roof, grab the liner, empty, clean and replace.

Boy, did we frustrate her! We laughed as she took her first look at the roof and realized the hole was not Buddy and Sam-proof. That immediately limited the number of places she could place it. Actually, there was only one.

She moved the wooden barrier and fit the ModKat in with our other pans. After our initial investigation when it arrived, we ignored it. She tried the World's Best Cat Litter sample she got us with the Free coupon offer. She switched to our regular litter when World's Best ran out.

These are photos of our litter box area. One photo is facing the door and the other the barrier. As you can see, there isn't much maneuvering room.

Rich suggested Jan remove the lid (we prefer to call it a roof) and the liner until we started to use the new box. With the lid off we do use the ModKat litter box. And Per ... uh, whichever one of us that's responsible can't pee over the top of the MoKkat. He .. uh, he or she can pee over the top of the liner, though.

Jan replaced the roof tonight, thinking perhaps we're ready to use it covered. But we're cats - perhaps not. We'll update you on the subject at another time.

Jan watched a ModKat video tonight and brought our box into the living room wearing its roof. Percy immediately climbed up an in to check it out. Sam and Buddy took turns sticking their head in but there wasn't anything of interest in there tonight. An 11-year-old.chihuahua might be unable to climb on and in thought the roof, but we have two tall, limber, and very determined dogs whose heads will fit through the entrance/exit hole. Either one is capable of moving the Modkat around the room and/or tipping it over. Merci is smaller, the size of a long cat. Jan fears leaving the box anywhere the dogs can access it. She has seen them do the "impossible" too many times.



If the video doesn't play, click here.

You can meet the designers and find information on the ModKat litter pan here.

Gracie's Birthday and Awards

Gracie is turning one on the 15th and every kit, pup and furry is invited to her party. So please put this on your calendar and be sure to stop by her party on Friday. She might be young but she was smart enough to pick great parents. And has already shouldered a lot of responsibility running the auctions to help Fiona cat with her medical bills. Her address is Gabby Gracie. See you there.



Albert the Cat recently gave us the Honest Scrap Award. We would like to thank him. And send him a bribe ...uh, a bushel of fresh prawns for his generosity. As Albert stated, ."Now, if any of the above have won this prestigious award before, then don't worry. After all, Walt Disney won 26 Oscars, and it didn't do him any harm, did it?" We did post this award a few months ago, so we won't pass it on this time. But watch out, Walt Disney, we only have 25 more Oscars ... we mean, Honest Scrap Awards to go to beat your record!


And thank you, Fuzzy Tales, for the Superior Scribble Award. If anyone has every seen Jan's handwriting -- well, scribble is a fair and honest evaluation. We, on the other paw, are precise and legible when we are forced to pen anything the old fashioned way. .

This award was created by The Scholastic Scribe to celebrate their 200th post, in 2008. To read about the Superior Scribbler Award, go to their award information page.

Of course there are rules to follow with this award:

1. Each Superior Scribbler (SS) must pass the Award on to 5 deserving blogger friends.

2. Each Superior Scribbler must link the author and name of the blog from whom he/she received the award.

3. Each Superior Scribbler must display the award on his/her blog and link to the post which explains the award.

4. Each Superior Scribbler is asked to visit the post which explains the award and add his/her name to the Mr. Linky List.

5. Each Superior Scribbler must post these rules on his/her blog.

After some discussion we have picked 5 deserving blogger friends on which to bestow this award.

Daisy & Harley
Sweet Praline
Rumblebum
The Op Pack
Lorenza

Ruff Ride

This last year has been a "ruff ride" for humans and also for our furry friends. Many of them have been abandoned or turned into local shelters because owners have lost jobs, homes and hope. The 101 Lakemore Cats that were abandoned in a house in foreclosure are one example. We have written about them a number of times in recent months. Their story has a happy ending because a man named Eric cared enough to put his life on hold to rescue all of them.

But this post isn't about gloom and negativity. It's about a witty new book titled Ruff Ride by Shawn and Lynel Berryhill. We were pleased to receive a review copy of the book.

We enjoyed their humor and photos, poking fun at the economy and eliciting smiles all around. One canine depiction we particularly enjoyed was, "The wisdom of man never yet contrived a system of taxation that would operate with perfect equality." (Andrew Jackson) Visit their website to see the dog illustration that goes with it.

"Ruff ride is dedicated to preserving the quality of life for all our forgotten companions through a variety of charities, awareness efforts, and fund raising programs. Any Ruff Ride purchase you make is a direct contribution towards this cause."

The 8.5" x 8.5" paperback book is self-published and is available for the low price of $15 only on www.RuffRide.com.

Shelter Pet Project

We were going to post on the Shelter Pet Project a couple of months ago and we forgot about it. We know. We never forget! How could this happen? Okay, so we do forget once in a while. Well, every now and ... uh, what were we talking about?

As we have said before, it's all Jan's fault. She claims we got our collective bad memory on our own, but we know she adds Amnesia Spice to our food when we're not looking. It's probably that strange smelling weed she grows on the back patio we don't have.

We do have a soft spot for shelter pets, so we approve of campaigns that try to improve their image. The animals that go through a shelter are mutts, purebreds, lost, abandoned, abused, given up with heavy heart and many tears, very young, seniors, large, small, injured, healthy, well-trained, untrained ... Yes, there is a wide variety and one of them could be just right for your home.

The Shelter Pet Project is sponsored by The Humane Society of the United States, Maddie's Fund, and the Ad Council. It uses humor to make the point that animals end up in the shelter through no fault of their own. This is one of their videos from maddiesfund on YouTube.



If the video doesn't play, click here. You can find other videos from the campaign listed under "related videos."

We have a problem with the sound and video on the campaign's website introduction but once past that ... (It could have something to do with our browser or sound. Perhaps the sound and video will work without problem for you.) http://www.theshelterpetproject.org They are @shelterpets on twitter and are also on Facebook (must be a FB member to view page).

Bike Acrobatics

No, we're not going to do any acrobatics. We're going to go snuggle under some blankets to get warm. But we do have a fun video of girls doing bicycle acrobatics. No way do we intend to try anything like this! The girls have perfect timing. Buddy and Sam would stop to sniff the stage, throw off our timing and we'd crash.



If the video doesn't play for you, click here.

Have a good night's rest and if you're in an area where it's winter right now, keep warm and well.

3D Panorama

It's really cold in here and Jan isn't feeling well tonight so we're going to make this short, cut out early and pile on the blankets. See you tomorrow.

See Utah in 3D, a 360 Degree Spherical Panorama. It's an interesting trip. And the great part of this is you won't have to traipse through the snow and freeze your .. uh, paws off.

Even though it is cold here, we know other places are having it much worse. Cuddle under the quilts, stay warm and stay well!

Buddyisms

Cyndi: We opened our own fan page on Facebook but we aren't sure how much we like it since everyone has to find us and we can't post comments anywhere as ourselves.

Buddy: How frustrating! We almost deep-sixed the page, but we have decided to make the most of it and just be ourselves.

Cameron: Why? Who else could we be?

Crystal: We have to be Jan to leave a comment anywhere.

Merci: The funny part is that Jan is so confused she isn't sure who she is on FB since we keep using her name.

Cotton: It is funny. People are answering her instead of us and vice versa.

Rusty: Yes, no one knows who she ... uh, we .. which of us is answering or commenting.

Sam: We're going to have to start leaving initials on all our comments.

Percy: But that would take all the fun out of seeing Jan confused over who she is .. or isn't ... or us ...

Crystal: Yes, see, now we're getting confused too.

Cyndi: We started to post a JFFism a day (if we remember) but for today we're dedicating them to Buddy and calling them Buddyisms.

Buddy: Aw, guys, that's sweet of you. I didn't realize you thought so much of me.

Merci: We think about you more than you realize, Buddy. You inspired this blog, you get into the most mischief, we hear your name yelled most often around here, you come up with the most hare-brained schemes ...

Buddy, shuffling paws and trying to look modest: Aw, shucks, I didn't realize I'm so talented.

Cotton, rolling eyes: These are the JFFisms .. um, Buddyisms we've posted on FB to date. One for each day.

Build a better mousetrap and the world will beat a path to your door. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
All except the mice. So we don't want to build a better mousetrap. We kits want the mice to come. ~JFF!

There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face. ~Ben Williams~
And no alarm clock in the world like a puppy peeing your pillow. ~JFF~

You become responsible forever for what you have tamed. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery~
Oh, no! Does this mean we'll have to start paying Jan's bills and fixing her food? Well, if it does, WE get the bed and SHE gets the floor! ~JFF~

If you're on FB, we hope you'll come join our Jff FB fan page.

Our Internet Ultimatum

Buddy: We called a meeting with Jan.

Percy: Yes, and we gave her an ultimatum.

Merci: We told her she has to give us more time on the computer so we can keep up with our friends.

Crystal: Or we will find another human.

Sam: Yeah, one who will let us have our own computer.

Cyndi: And let us have all the internet time we want.

Cameron: And give us an allowance too. So we can save up for our own computer.

Cotton: Jan said she needed a few minutes to think about it.

Rusty: Then she came back and said if we watch this video, we'll know her answer.

(Now don't cheat. Watch the short video, then read the rest of the post.)



If the video doesn't play, click here.

Buddy: I don't get it. What is Jan trying to tell us?

Percy: I'm not sure. Do you suppose we'll be sharing a computer with a lighthouse from now on?

Cotton: Guys, Jan is using an analogy. We gave Jan an ultimatum. We're the USS Montana and Jan is the lighthouse.

Sam: She doesn't look like one. The lighthouse is skinny.

Cameron: I still don't get it. What does that mean?

Cyndi: It means our ultimatum has sunk!

Funny Dogs 5

Buddy: Jan is hogging the computer again! We're going to have to start charging her for obsessive use of our computer.

Cotton: Pssst, Buddy, it's Jan's computer.

Buddy: Oh, right. We'll have to start charging her for obsessive use of her computer.

Cotton: sigh. Maybe Buddy just needs his ears cleaned.

Merci: We thought you could all use a laugh or ten, so we found a video for you.

Crystal: Hope you like it. We have lots of things to post about but Jan hasn't emptied the camera and we can't get internet time.

Sam: Yeah, we're thinking of moving to a home with a human computer and a pet computer so we can visit our friends.

Cyndi: With our luck, the pet computer would probably be virtual and it would be hard for Percy to type on keys that don't exist.

Buddy: So let's just post the video and take the moving to a new home under advisement for now.



If the video doesn't play, click here.

Percy: See you tomorrow while Jan is taking a nap.

Rusty: What if Jan doesn't take a nap tomorrow?

Cameron: Percy was Dr. Buddy's anesthesiologist for Billy SweetFeets' brain operation. Maybe he can knock Jan over the ... uh, I mean, maybe he can put Jan to sleep too.

Furry Funny Farm

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Just One Dog and 101 Cats

We rang 2009 out and 2010 in with a happy post. Today we' ll probably make you cry. Well, we don't really want to make you cry. We just figure you will since we cried as we watched this story. Meet Stanley, one dog who is on his way to a new life because one person did one little thing and a whole lot more folks joined in with one little thing to rescue one dog who didn't have a clue he was about to experience a Christmas miracle.

The next time you wonder how you can help because you're only one person and you can't do rescue, remember Stanley. He is just one dog. There are many more such rescues going on every day.



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And speaking of rescues, we had another link from Eric, the one who rescued the 101 Lakemore Cats. This article is on Ohio.com -- Rescued cats get happy ending ...