How sad is my life when I tell my cat "No Ifs, Ands or MEOWS about it". I know he can't
understand me I was just trying to figure out what he wanted - for me to "eat" with him than he goes sit on his "Throne" and looks at me like I'm here.
I think I need a life.
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I taught my cats to sit on command. They do. Dogs can spell. I can't even use the word "canine" anymore - they know what it means. Every time I come up with a new way to say something, their gray matter sucks it in and records it as associated with what's about to happen. "
Kid's name), can you please provide an opportunity for the four-legged non-felines to evacuate their bladders?" - works once. After that it becomes synonymous with "Yo, walk the fucking dogs."
Dogs really can spell.
I have special treats I give them every now and then. All I have to do is start to spell the word and they get all excited.
They can count, too.
They get fed at 8 AM and 4 PM each day.
We have two clocks that make "bong" noises on the hour and another clock (Mr Pipi's not mine!) with a different bird call for each hour.
At 4 PM, Lucy's ears perk up when the clocks strike 4. Then about 60 seconds later, the 4 PM bird...a woodpecker...makes its sound. If I'm sitting down or napping she and her sister Nikki will come tell me it's their dinner time.
Also, we have a camera system around the house. Lots of cameras... So one will get ready to make a poo out in their yard and the other will come in and watch her sister on the special TV screen connected to all the cameras. Then the scene will repeat when the watcher becomes the watched. It's funny...they do not watch TV. Only each other on "the box" which is what we call it. They haven't quite figured out yet how the doggy in the box ends up being able to burst through the doggy door when the poo is finished.
She'll sit in the middle of the floor & just stare at me. Like her momentary needs & desires are blatantly obvious, and I'm just too stupid to understand.
This post needs a pic:
She's trying to convince me to hand over my wallet!!!
Really sweet face...what's her name?
Do you think she thinks she's a French Poodle, maybe?
I had some neighbors once who had a funny little dog about the size of a Chihuahua.
His name was "Savage". He was a scrapper!
anyway, Orchid is a lovely girl, and I like her name. It's not the run of the mill doggy name.
they know i use the knitting need to RESCUE CAT TOYS FROM UNDER THE REFRIGERATOR!!
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