So, we have a fat orange cat named Simon. Most of you know this already, but I do have readers that have never actually met nor heard of my fur children...
Simon becomes a large pest around 4:30 every afternoon. You see, he really truly believes that he is going to starve to death and that if he could get his dinner an hour and a half early this would keep this from happening. So, to get our attention and annoy us to bits he does things from knocking things off tables, dressers, ottomans, where ever we happen to be. He will constantly jump up onto the desk and be deposited back on the floor about 15 times in a row. He will basically just be in the way and want attention to the point of annoyance so that we get fed up and feed him. The crazy thing is, IT'S NEVER WORKED FOR HIM!!!! I don't know why he thinks this tactic will work for him...
This weekend has been what we thought it would be, Super Bowl Sunday at friends. Josie went until half time and was fabulous! She was a super star. Everyone loved her. She was nose level with all the food and didn't even attempt to eat anything. Then things started getting loud and she decided it was time to go home. I took her and missed Janet's boob, but got the low down on it when I got back to the apartment.
Today we got up, ran errands, took Josie out to the dog park where she asserted her independence a bit more (we were all the way on the other side of the 2.5 acre park from where she ran to). We are proud of our little girl. And I have been shredding old documentation and bill stubs that we no longer need in our lives since we got back from the dog park.
That's it, settle down, I've updated. :)
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