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twinkie - > Kick Off Your Shoes And Stay A While -> The Joys Of Owning A Pet
The Joys Of Owning A Pet

*this particular entry was originally posted at Tales of Chaos and Fancy. You can click here to see it along with other pet stories.

The joys of owning a pet when your floor is BROWN are self evident.

It’s like a minefield, really!

And it keeps us on our toes.

When you finally do “hit the big one” you can’t get TOO mad, because.. well…. just look at this face?

I honestly never thought I’d ever be a pet owner again. And I don’t know what came over me when I said, “YES” but I’m glad I did. She’s like my kids USED to be when they were younger. Always happy to see me.

Oh my kids are still happy to see me, but it’s more of a “YAY mommy’s here! That means it’s dinner time and while she’s making dinner she can help me with my homework and while she’s helping me with my homework my sister can interrupt a gazillion times to tell her all about her day and while that’s going on my daddy can interrupt twenty gazillion times to ask such mundane questions such as have you seen my keys or do you know where the remote is or when is dinner gonna be readyand we can wear her out until it’s time for baths and bedtimes stories! YAY! She’s home!!!” type of happy to see me.

With Zoey (yes her name is Zoey, but I call her Zo-Zo!) it’s more of a “yap yap yap yap let me kiss (transalation=LICK) your face and show how happy I am that you’re home. I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU and guess what? I don’t even need or want anything from you! I just LOVE YOU for you! Now, can I hump your leg?”

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posted by twinkie on Monday, September 24, 2007 at 09:20 AM
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posted by zero on Sep 24, 2007 at 09:59 AM
our kitty ran away yesterday....

my girl was very sad....it sucks
posted by twinkie on Sep 24, 2007 at 10:03 AM

awww. how sad. Kitty will come back though. They always do.

*"If you leave food outside they will come"

posted by anonymous on Sep 24, 2007 at 10:05 AM
PUPPY!
posted by anonymous on Sep 24, 2007 at 10:05 AM
Oh, that was me, Therese.  :)
posted by twinkie on Sep 24, 2007 at 10:10 AM
posted by Daydreamer on Sep 24, 2007 at 10:11 AM
PUPPY!!!! Oh I love me some Zoey! (That is a great name too!) She is adorable!
posted by zero on Sep 24, 2007 at 10:17 AM
thanks for the tip.

i think that the people 3 houses down took it. we'll see......
posted by twinkie on Sep 24, 2007 at 10:22 AM

I hope not. That's real shitty if they did. Especially if she has a collar.

daydreamer, thanks. I loves me some Zoey too. She's definitely not just a pet.... she's part of the family. The picture of her in the red jersey... that was right after Annequin's football game (which of course she went to with us, because we NEVER leave her home alone).

After the game we RUSHED over to Bakersfield to the hospital where my sister had just had her baby. This picture was taken at the hospital (which of course she went to with us, because we NEVER leave her home alone) while it was my turn to watch her downstairs in the courtyard.



The other day we were going out to dinner as a family and as we're walking out Mr. Twinkie picks Zoey up. I'm like, what are you doing? He says, Taking her to my mom's house. She's babysitting.   Did I mention we NEVER leave her home alone? hahahah

posted by Kindra79 on Sep 24, 2007 at 10:30 AM
Hahah!  OMG she is adorable!  What breed or half breed or mix is she?  I think Igby would like to meet her *wink wink*  When he was itty bitty I never left him home alone either (well, except when I went to work for 4 hours each day M-F, but I had a baby pen for him complete with a little box, bed, toys, and food).  Now he is old enough to watch the house for us, but for long periods Granpaw babysits.
posted by twinkie on Sep 24, 2007 at 10:32 AM

She's a Chihuahua.

Thanks, I think she's pretty damned cute myself. The kids love her and can't stop taking pictures of her. ha.

 

posted by Kindra79 on Sep 24, 2007 at 11:03 AM
She's a cute chihuahua!  See, I don't like chi's, but then I met Igby and absolutely fell in love.  The buggy eyed shivery ones freak me out.  She looks like an Igby type.  Yeah, they should totally have babies ;)
posted by twinkie on Sep 24, 2007 at 11:06 AM
I don't know about that. I'm afraid of Igby. He's mean.hahahah just kidding.
posted by Kindra79 on Sep 24, 2007 at 11:30 AM

Aww, he's a lover once you get to know him ;)  It's funny, since we put up the fence, even if the gate is open he will stay in the yard, or just step outside the gate.  Instead of chasing people down he just growls and barks from HIS yard, like "Okay, that's fine.  I don't care if you know me or not, I'm going to bark at you just to let you know this is MY yard."  The neighbor kids who come by have learned how to deal with him - Ignore him, he'll bark like mad, but eventually he gets bored and goes back to eating acorns.  Or he'll start sniffing their feet, and if they pet a cat, it's over - he's your best friend. 

I still love the way he thunderbolts from the house when he is released.  He runs to me the same way, but then just bounces off my legs.

posted by damitjanet on Sep 24, 2007 at 04:19 PM
so cute... puppies are so much fun.
posted by anonymous on Sep 25, 2007 at 11:56 AM
*blush*

-Therese
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