I came home this morning to find these in my yard. The mother deer is extremely calm and let me come very close to her. There are now five wandering the neighborhood, plus a buck that occasionally can be see chasing the deer. They are beautiful, one of the benefits of living in the burbs (remind me of that when they eat my garden). I have come to accept that we live in harmony now and I plan to plant next year with that in mind.
Oscar and I had a good, long walk at the cemetery today. It was cold, crisp and sunny. It's been hard for Oscar, not knowing what to expect. There is always someone at home with him usually, and I am between two houses. Flurry has accepted me, even sleeping on my lap last night as I read my book. The family bed poses a bit of a problem. Oscar is large....and heavy. Not fat, just heavy, probably over 100 pounds. Flurry is quite small, but a queen size bed poses some problems for the three of us. Oscar won't move. That means that one has to accommodate him. The first night I got out of bed and dragged him off, which injured my back for life, I am sure. The next night I just used my feet to shove him over. That worked for a hot minute. The third night I tiptoed quietly into Bean's bed and left Oscar and Flurry to the big bed. No sooner had I settled in when I heard a tap, tap, tap. I felt something looking at me, then sneaking up onto the SINGLE bed. I waited till he was settled, then made a mad dash for the queen bed, stepping on Flurry on the way since she was on her way to the single bed. Her howl woke up Oscar and we raced for the queen. I dove onto the bed, moved quickly to the middle and prepared myself to not be shoved over. It worked briefly, but this morning....he had most of the bed. Oh, and did I mention, on night one every hour on the hour I heard a loud beeping sound and thought it might be an alarm somewhere. It was the smoke detector, which I did not discover until the next morning. But I have to say, these morning walks are wonderful. All is quiet, the sun is shining and the air is crisp. It has been a very good morning. By the way, when asked what type of calendar Ginger wanted this year (I make them a calendar each year), Ginger replied that she wanted a calendar with sexy firemen laying out their big hoses. Hmmmm. Be safe, Skipper on your sojourn this week.
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Wow, it's neat to see how they have grown! And what a wonderful picture of the dog and cat. So, there were no problems with them being together? I am glad the holiday weekend is over, but there isn't much time till Christmas, so I must go to the mall this afternoon. Have a nice Sunday.
That is so funny about the family bed! I think I would have gone home and slept in my bed. You are quite the pet sitter, will you come to our house? We take ours to the kennel, which I hate, having them in a cage for 23/24 hours.
Just came back from a run with my dog. Wet dogs have an aroma all their own. Time to eat some lunch then get ready to watch the game. Kitty, are you ready? We don't see many deer here in the city, Mia. Those are incredible pictures. Your story about the family bed is hysterical. I have a bed for my dog at the foot of my bed, and that seems to work best for both of us. Oscar looks like a great dog. And those eyes on the cat are pretty neat. I find that most cats have incredible eyes, hence, cat's eye marbles.
Monkeyboy, you did a good job of picking out a beautiful kitten. Hope she brings you much joy and laughter.
Way to go Steelers!
I love cats, not allowed to have dogs here. I have two cats, Tigger, of course and Gremlin. Gremlin is mischievous, as her name would indicate. Tigger is just a tabby cat with the "M" on his forehead and his many stripes. I would have more, but then people would think me odd (which, of course, I am!) I agree with SW2, good choice Monkeyboy, your cat is beautiful.
LOL - My Max always slept in bed with me. Max was a rotweiler-shepard-lab mix, at 120 e lbs, he was a force to reckon with at night. His favorite sleeping position was on his back, in the middle of the bed, all four paws up in the air... which as you can imagine makes getting into bed very difficult. In the middle of the night, if he felt that he didn't have enough room, he would place all four paws against the wall and use his back to push me toward the end of the "full" size bed.
I feel your pain Mia, at 120 lbs, it's tough to sleep with a "person sized" pet, that is completely unreasonable!
I have a cat named Gumbie. Their eyes are the most amazing things. I love how they stretch, how they prance. Cats are the best!
Our dog was not allowed on our bed and she was very good about it, I thought. Went to work one day and the kids took a picture of her on the bed with her head comfortably on the pillow. I shut my door after that.
The deer are beautiful and Skipper is hoping to see one in the mountains and bring him or her home.
Very good of you Ben, to notice Flurry's copper colored eyes. First thing on which I commented when I saw her. Oscar is way more huge than what he appears in the pic. I think he believes Flurry is his own live animated squeak toy. She may be quite little but very feisty. They are funny together.
Oh yeah, pretty good Steeler show yesterday, huh? Wouldn't know. Don't really watch the game. Just cheer.
Cats are animals that believe they cannot be controlled by others; rather, they are the one in control at all times.
Mia- I am coming clean. I'm ready to tell the world I have a blog. LOL
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