Dennis, Saya and Trixie

Saya the Vampire-Hunting Vizsla

MERCI:  Last month we had a giveaway and Dennis the Vizsla from Dennis's Diary of Destruction won.

PERCY:  He won a breakaway safely collar and very generously offered to let his young sister Saya have the prize.

MICAH:  Do you suppose he could have been buttering her up so she'll protect him on future adventures?

MARCUS:  Hmmm.  Dennis gets himself into a lot of trouble and Saya the Vampire-Hunting Vizsla does sound like a heroine to the rescue. 

BUDDY:  Saya chose the color blue and sent us some photos of herself in her new collar.

RUSTY:  She said it's okay to post them.  In fact, Dennis said -

DENNIS:  hello funny farmers its dennis the vizsla dog hay shoor of korse yoo kan do a post showing how pritty saya is in her kollar!!!  altho of korse she is not as pritty as me but wel hoo is???  heer ar sum pikchers dada tuk of her owt in the yard chaysing and poynting at bugs and wotnot for yoo to chooz frum.

CYNDI:  She's a beautiful dog and it was nice of Dennis to let us post her pictures. 

DENNIS: And also a pikcher of me and trixie lukking on disaproovingly!!!  hay kid!!!  git off my lawn!!!  ha ha ok bye.

SAM:  Have you met Dennis, his siblings and friends yet?  We were striving to become more like him since he has perfect grammar, spelling and punctuation, but Jan says we should just be ourselves.

Introducing Taylor

Percy keeping watch.

PERCY:  What was in that box Jan and Mr. Doug double-timed into the bedroom Friday morning and brought back empty?

SAM:  I don't know.  It was a rapid box in the front door into the bedroom, box out of bedroom, bedroom door closed/gated/blocked, box out the front door, and then Jan went off with Mr. Doug.

CYNDI:  Do you think Jan has read her calendar and is buying our Christmas presents early?

MERCI:  You're joking, right?  Jan always says she doesn't have any money to buy us Christmas presents.

RUSTY:  So what was in the big box?  Oh, maybe she got us some new beds.  No, she wouldn't need to lock them in the bedroom.

Percy.

PERCY:  Well, I got a whiff of something unexpected so I'll just take a quick bath for when Jan opens the door and introduces us.

Taylor.

BUDDY:  I think it's going to be a while before Jan introduces us.  This is Taylor.  Her human mom asked if Taylor could come spend the winter with us because she's not physically able to take care of her right now.  As you can see, Taylor is a bit shy.  She seems to think if Jan can't see her head she's invisible.

MARCUS:  How come you got to sleep in the bedroom Friday and Saturday nights while the rest of us were locked out?

BUDDY:  I guess I'm just better behaved than the rest of you.

MICAH:  Be honest.  You would have howled all night if Jan had closed the door in your face.   

Taylor.

CYNDI:  Taylor has been hiding under the bed for two days.  As you can see, Jan long ago tore out the bottom of the box springs because a couple of us kitties have pulled similar stunts in the past.

MERCI:  Jan invited me into the bedroom Saturday morning to find out where Taylor was hiding.  I said she's under the bed, so Jan had fun getting down on the floor to take some photos.  This is why she couldn't find Taylor.  Taylor was standing, almost invisible, on a storage box - small feet with no body or head.  Jan had to lie on the floor, prop a flash light on the box, set the camera on the floor and tilt it up to get this shot.

SAM:  Taylor didn't eat or drink anything Friday, but Saturday morning, she ate a big spoonful of canned food Jan left under the bed for her. And after Jan downloaded and prepared the photos for today's post, she checked on Taylor and Taylor ate some kibble, sniffed Jan's hand and purred.  She's back into shy mode again, so progress will be slow but at least the eating issue is resolving. 

Percy guarding door.

MARCUS:  Percy, you watched that door all day Friday, even sneaked into the room once before being evicted.  Why?

PERCY:  Because I'm top cat and I want to check her out before she gets any ideas.

You Thought Wrong!

RUSTY:  We have had an interesting week. Jan says she wants a do-over.  Can she get one?

MICAH:  I don't think so, but it doesn't hurt to ask.

BUDDY:  First, on Saturday she set the clocks ahead instead of back and had to reset them.  (Daylight Savings Baby Goats)

MERCI:  Then the phone went wonky with crossed wires and strange things happened - really strange!  (Dona Nobis Pacem)

PERCY:  And, of course, Marcus escaped serious injury when he tried to eat an empty cat food can when Jan popped outside for a "minute". (Gastrointestinal Fortitude of a Goat)

CYNDI:  And it's been raining off and on for days, so we've all been cooped up with supersonic Marcus.  (Still Raring To Go)

MARCUS:  You're making fun of me again, aren't you?  Well, I'm not the only one who has been in trouble this week!

SAM:  You're right, Marcus.  One evening Jan started to prepare dinner and decided to make a quick phone call.  When she returned to the kitchen she found this.

CYNDI:  Yes, someone opened the package of ground chuck and helped himself.  Left crumbs around the stove.

RUSTY:  He didn't even try to hide.  Just nonchalantly laid on the top of the stove to digest his "dinner".

MICAH:  Well, it was laying there in plain sight.  I thought it was intended for me. 

BUDDY:  But as Jan said in a highly audible tone, you thought wrong!

PERCY:  We have only had one interview subject in several weeks, so it appears there has been a loss of interest in the Mousebreath interviews.  But we sure enjoyed being interviewed for Bionic Basil's blog recently.


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Gastrointestinal Fortitude of A Goat

CYNDI:  Can anyone guess what this is?

MERCI:  I hope it isn't a new bowl for any of us furries.

SAM:  It should be Marcus's new bowl.  He created it.

MICAH:  He did?  I didn't know he had any talent.

BUDDY:  He doesn't.  He doesn't have any brains either.  He could have cut his mouth and had to be rushed to the vet.

RUSTY:  True.  Those edges are sharp.  Jan can hardly believe Marcus isn't injured.

PERCY:  Guess the "devil dog", as one of Jan's friends calls Marcus, has a guardian angel.

CYNDI:  Jan fed the dogs and started to mix our breakfast in one bowl yesterday.  Then she saw Stanley, his dog Moses, a woman and a strange dog in the street.

PERCY:  Jan walked outside to see what was going on.  She took the bowl and spoon with her so the cat food wouldn't disappear while she was gone.

MERCI:  The dog was following Stanley and Moses.  He had gotten out of his yard and the woman was driving around looking for him. She caught him and left.

RUSTY:  Jan walked to the end of the porch to talk to Stanley while Moses walked around to the steps so he could go stand beside Jan and look up at her with his handsome face and pleading eyes.

MICAH:  He really wanted that bowl of cat food and didn't want to leave without it.  So Jan walked down the steps and across the lawn, let him lick the spoon, and sent him off to breakfast with Stanley.

BUDDY:  She came back inside to find the empty cat food can in the living room.  She is very upset with Marcus for stealing it from off the kitchen table.

MARCUS:  I don't understand why.  She lets me lick the dog food bowls clean when she makes our food.  Or she used to.  Wonder why she stopped?

SAM:  Because one day you licked it clean before breakfast and then ate the bowl after breakfast.

MARCUS:  But it was good.  And I didn't get cut.

SAM:  It was cardboard and the inside was coated with plastic!   You evidently have the gastrointestinal fortitude of a goat!

MARCUS: Oh, wow!  Just think of all the inedibles I can ediblize.

BUDDY:  NO!  Food containers are not for edibilizing ... I mean, for eating.  Edibilize is not a word.

MARCUS:  Okay, so I am not supposed to eat cans and cardboard or plastic.  What kind of a diet is that?

PERCY:  A safe one.

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