Since our daughter and her family decided that we were not good enough for them, my blog has been in the dumper. Jim and I are moving on. There is nothing we can do to change the situtaion. There are lots of cute babies in our new neighborhood--and some just might be in need of grandparents!
My animals never cease to be a topic of entertainment. Jim and I have one dog, Skye,our border collie, and one cat, Yoda Beth. Then, we inherited another cat, Boomer from Erin, a big himalayan. Her husband didn't like him any better than he like Jim and me. There was another inheritance as well--Sooner, a blue heeler that came to us when Austin was transferred to San Antonio, and had to move into an apartment.
So although we are over the city animal limit of three. We are not over the cat or dog limit which is a limit of two dogs and limit of two cats--confusing I know. The biggest problem we have faced so far, is that the new comer to the group, Skye, has never properly been initiated by the cats. Sooner has had her nose split several times, and knows to to take the long way around if the cats are in the room.
I forgot to take water with me yesterday, and since I had the top down on the car I was parched. In a weak moment, I stopped at Sonic to get a drink--a RT 44 Dr Pepper. It was so big that it sort of warped going into my cup holder in the VW, but it worked. I pulled into the garage, struggled the cup out of the holder and started inside. Both dogs were yowling at the back door, and forgetting the cats were in sleeping somewhere, I let the dogs in. Skye and Sooner were standing looking anxiously at me--after all it was only 2 hours until supper time. I picked up (my now worse for wear cup), and BLEWY! The bottom of the cup completely blew and the huge DrPepper and all the ice was on the hardwood floor. The dogs started licking at the spill with all their might , but before I knew it the two cats had appeared.
As soon as Boomer saw the dogs he let out a ferocious hiss, which is more than Skye could stand. She lunged at him . He took off around the island feet slipping and sliding like one of those cartoon cats. The dogs took off with Sooner loosing her back legs, looking like she was in the roller derby. DrPepper and ice were quickly being thrown to the far corners of the kitchen and into the family room. Then Sooner engaged with Boomer, and before it was over Yoda Beth was also in the brawl--everyone slipping and sliding in DrPepper, ice cubes spinning across the floor.
I grabbed as someone went by and got Sooner by her harness. She put her four legs out like mule as I dragged her, DrPepper and ice across the family room. Fortunately everyone in the frey followed, barking and hissing right out the back door.
SLAM! I leaned up against the door and looked at the mess. I need to rethink that animal limit a little more--maybe there is something to it.
