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Family Feud

I love my border collie, I even love his incredible ability to learn so quickly (most times).  When he was a puppy my husband and I accidentally taught Gus that “Good Boy” meant jump on me and I will pet you.  My husband an I have both been sick this weekend meaning less exercise for the nutty herding dogs.  I have been on the couch for the last hour or so with Snugglepants our black cat sitting behind me.  Gu7893750.jpgs and Snugs have had a long standing feud in this house.  When Gus was a puppy Snugs would stalk Gus and swat him.  This has now turned into Gus stalking Snugs until Snugglepants looses his patience and chases Gus across the house.  Gus seems to get especially upset when the cats sit with me and has been staring at the cat for some time now.  I got tired of Gus’s hot breath on my arm and kept making him back up.  Without realizing he was doing this Gus would back up out of my line of sight then stand really cl
ose behind the couch.  After a few times of me telling Gus to back up I only had to look at him and he would back up.  I soon realized that my border collie had once again outsmarted  me and was in fact standing closer now to the kitty by standing behind the couch.  There is never a dull day here with a border collie in the house.

Out of town…

My husband is planning guys weekend coming soon and will be out of cell reception.  Historically this means something here at home will go horribly wrong, I will then be unable to reach my husband leaving me to fend for myself.  He joked this morning while we were eating breakfast which pet is going to get sick while he is gone?  I laughed and immediately said Olive.  We both looked out the window to see Olive eating twigs.  This brings me to the first time this phenomenon happened.  We lived in the rental house in Irondequoit,  Jeff had bought me flowers for my birthday, and as any good wife should do I forgot to water them but they lived on anyway.  He left Friday morning and when I got home form work that Friday night I found flower bits all over the floor.  Well as any good Veterinarian will tell you lilies are toxic to cats, we have three cats.  Since I was unable to ascertain the culprit of this crime.  In my panic and hysteria I packaged all the cats up and headed back to work (I was a tech and the veterinary emergency center at the time).  I called on the way there to let them know I was coming, the first question everyone asked was why did you have lilies in the house?  Well, I have a good husband who trusted the florist when she said there are no lilies.  I am not a plant expert so I didn’t think anything of it until flower bits were all over the floor.  Any of you who have met our cats knows them they have very distinct personalities, George is literally named George Cat like a bobcat she will eat you.  Snugglepants may sound amazing but he becomes like an enraged opctupus when doing anything with him that isn’t couch snuggling.  Then there is Jack who is loud and stresses out easily.  I am sure that Jack thought I had abducted him and taken him to a place of torture never to be seen again.  They all got IV catheters, bloodwork and meds to make them vomit in case there were any lilly bits left in there stomachs.  Our cats spent the entire weekend at the emergency hospital on fluids to make sure they would be ok if any of them had in fact ingested the lilies.  Everyone came out of this fine and now I usually get daisies which is fine I love daisies.  Lets all hope for an uneventful weekend here.K&J-875

Jack jack’s throne

We moved Gus’s recliner into the dining room so that I could paint the living room trim. Usually this chair belongs to Gus so he can look out the window in comfort. Jack however has decided this comfy new chair in the dining room is his new throne. He has been camped out in this chair for days now.  Jeff leaves for work just as Jack is settling in for his day in his throne and is still there when he comes home.  The cat will usually get up for dinner and heads back to his chair shortly after.  I wonder who the chair will belong to when we put it back in the living room?  

The Herd

Its still darkPicture outside when I hear the quiet thump of a tail on the bed, this is followed by a cold nose on my cheek.  I usually role over trying to continue sleeping, at which point the regal Border Collie in bed with me just lays on my face.   I try to remember he is doing it out of love… I hope.  At this point, the overly large Maine Coon we own hears the commotion.  While still trying to breath through my Border Collie, I now have a 17 pound orange cat kneading my pillow (which includes my hair).  By now the bed is quite lively, little Olive in her crate has noticed we are all awake (but still in denial) and voices her protest of being left out.  At this point, its very hard to ignore all this and we (my husband) gets up to deal with them.  I would not have my life be any other way!  When we go out to feed the rabbits Pete stands on his hind legs greeting us!  If I have managed to stay in bed for all of this when Jeff lets the dogs back inside I am quickly greeted by a border collie covered in snow and now hold no hope in sleeping in…ever again.


     When I first met my husband he invited me to go home with him to New York for christmas.  We were both currently living in Oklahoma at the time.   When I met his mother she absorbed me into the family immediately, like an ameba making me feel like one of her own.  I suggested to Jeff that we should build a gingerbread house because I had never built one before.  We had so much fun building our first gingerbread house together despite the fact that our roof began to fall down.  Frosty the snowman and Santa had to be placed strategically so the roof did not slide off.
When the next christmas time rolled around we were living in California, as my husband was completing an internship there.  My parents came to visit us around christmas time and I thought lets build a gingerbread house!  My dad being the hunter and outdoorsmen that he is came up with a wonderful hunting theme.  My mom and I spent hours in the kitchen (dad came and went but mostly watched tv and pretended not to play with the cat).  Our plan was to build a cute little village…which ended up having only one house.  This village would have a cute little stream that the hunters would canoe hunt from and a wonderful forest for the deer to hide in.  When we finished this  masterpiece it was so beautiful.  We were so proud.
Now living just outside San Fransisco is expensive for not much room…for two people, two labs and two cats (including the visiting parents adding two more people).  We had created this wonderful village and we put it on the kitchen counter (which was shockingly small).  Meanwhile we had just acquired Jack (still macaroni at the time) only a couple months before and he was very much still a kitten.  Every day I noticed Jack’s increasing interest in this sweet and tasty village.
I was relaxing on our incredibly uncomfortable futon one afternoon when I heard noise coming from the kitchen.  It started with George Cat meowing in distress (she is a tattletale) as she was watching Jack on the kitchen counter.  I walked in just in time to see Jack pick up the gingerbread canoe in his mouth and shake it (all while standing in the forest and stream).  Gingerbread men and deer are flying everywhere and our oh so cute little hunting shack was no match for Catzilla, as he walked on it reducing it to rubble.  Jack completely decimated our little village in a matter of moments.  I truly tried very hard to be mad and upset with him however, watching an oversized orange maniac destroy a gingerbread village was highly entertaining.  We have not made a gingerbread anything since.   Every year we say we will but run out of time.  I have decided I am going to make a gingerbread farm this year so stay tuned for that epic story (since nothing is ever easy in a house with 2 dogs and 3 cats).

Stewart Freeze Dried Treats

As a dog trainer and wife of a veterinarian I always strive to find high quality treat that are not only affordable but palatable.  I have been using Stewart Freeze Dried Liver treats for some time now.  We got our border collie last year and he is a very picky eater.  He enjoys working for liver treats and rarely gets bored with them during training.  I also love how they come in many different sizes so I can use them in different ways.  I stuff the largest pieces into kongs for my dogs which occupies them for a while trying to free the treat.   My husband is a veterinarian and likes that they have a single ingredient of liver.  They come in seven different flavors and are made with no preservatives or additives, which makes the husband and picky border collie very happy (and the cats).  I would definitely recommend this product to anyone.  Gus gives this treat 9 out of 10 paws he wishes more flavors came in the giant bucket.

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