sky dog
 I was thinking about how speical dogs are and then someone sent me this photo. I learned this dog often
goes to this location and just looks out over the mountains. Makes you wonder - what is he thinking and is he enjoying himself.
How often do we take the time to just look around at our surroundings. This is a beautiful site. I'm grateful to the person
who caught this dog in this lovely dramatic setting.
Tutu!!!! A Princess arrives!!
Well as you all know I have 2 dogs, Kelly and Gracie, 1 bird, Albert and 1 cat, Roy Rogers. I had a truly
special cat named Missy. I used to race home just so I could pick her up and get one of her hugs. She could give
the best hugs of any pet I've ever owned. Missy was killed accidentally and even with all my pets I was heartbroken.
I could barely function for a short time my grief was heavy. She was the best cat I'd ever owned. Well I decided
I should try and fall back in love again. That's what we do when we decide to have another pet "own" us.
We fall back in love saying things like; "I said I'd never have another..... I never thought I'd love .......
as much as.....". I know you've probably heard these many times.
Well I went onto the Pinellas SPCA
website to view the pictures of all the adoptable cats. Each day I'd check - trying so hard not to think of Missy.
Each day I'd have a new group to "dis". NOT MY MISSY!!! Then one day there she was "miss ice
tea" as she was known by her once forever family. I kept checking on her and after two weeks she was still there "miss
ice tea".
I grabbed my sister, Phyllis and said lets go meet; "miss Ice Tea". Wow she was
a looker. She was so big she looked like she was wearing a "tutu" like you dance in. Her body was bulbous
and round like the Kiblan cat of years ago. She had the cutest tiny feet. My sister and I laughed so hard when
we saw her in person. THEN we found out why she was called "miss ice tea". She flattened her ears and
swatted us both a good one. She intended to knock us to the ground I could tell. Good thing she had NO claws.
Lucky for us. When she flattens her ears she looks like a world war II plane ready to dive!!!
I tried and
tried but could not figure out a name for her until I remembered about the TUTU I felt she looked like she was wearing.
It didn't really fit her nature, she is a wild and violent kitty. She tolerates no nonsense from the dogs.
If they start play fighting she lets them know that she doesn't like it by running into the middle of them and "slapping"
the heck out of Gracie and Kelly. Two days ago she had poor Kelly, a 55 pound shepard, cornered after he accidentally
stepped on her tale. I heard him whining. She was actually staring at him with one paw raised to slap him.
She's got them under her paw. Tutu fit her body so well. So one day I told her what do you think? She
looked at me and I swear she said it was fine with her. She is nothing at all like my missy. Hugs!!! Good
god that is for sissies she let me know. Kisses, ploooey - she spits and shakes her head if you give her any.
She will let you rub her body and her face endlessly without any complaints but none of the "Missy" stuff.
Funny I don't care I'm in love again......
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Kelly
Kelly is my dog Gracie's "dog". When Mollee died Gracie really wanted another playmate. We decided
what she wanted and a trip to the Humane Society produced Kelly. At first I didn't like Kelly that much. Gracie
loved him at first site. He wasn't enough like Mollee. I was still in too much grief over losing my best friend
of 16 years. Each evening when I'd go to bed - Kelly would be at one end of the bed and Gracie at the other. I'd
tell Kelly that I was going to return him to the Humane Society and apologize profusly to him about it. He'd always
look at me with such understanding. Suddenly one month had gone by and there he was STILL at the end of my bed.
Where had all the time gone by? Then that next morning I woke up and got my "Kelly Cuddle" where he threw
his lab mix body over mine to wake me up and I knew without a doubt that "kelly was my dog too!!.
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Talking to your pets!
The other day I saw a man on the street with his dog. He was jerking him around like he was some sort
of a "rock" or toy. No real communication was going on - this was a possession not a family member. Someday science will
catch up to us ordinary everyday pet owners who know that our pets for sure talk to us and we to them. Just try giving
your dog one cookie when you have more in your pocket! No way my dog Kelly will not try and get that other cookie!!
Mollee was amazing when she wanted to communicate to me about something she wanted. She would "stare" at me
with a certain "look" then when she didn't get what she wanted she would stare at me with ANOTHER "look"
and on and on from being sweet and cute to darn right antagonism!! Sometimes she even became a "thief".
Oh she would hang her beagle head and act like she knew she was wrong and when I wasn't looking she would trot off, tail
wagging and quite content with herself. I'm sure she thought "mommy bought it again" which of course I
did. She had me trained well. There was so much love between Mollee and I and anyone could see that "communication"
when they were around us. It was touchable. It would be nice to see everyone at least treating their pets as if
they too were 5 year olds who could understand when they were being treated like an object rather then a sentient animal.
Marlo
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