Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Silly Pet Halloween Costumes - Part 3

Part 3, the finale of our parade of Halloween silliness begins with Fergus as a beanie boy:

Bugsy as the Candy Corn Witch:

Fergus as the Easter Bunny, with Daisy searching behind him for eggs:

Daphne with a spider on her head:

Seamus as a goofy devil:

Georgette as a ballerina in a lovely tutu:

Ruby as a duckling:

Clover as a French, Apache dancing pumpkin-head:

Daisy as Dale Evans, the cowgirl:

Blue as Claude Dinglehoffer, a rhinestone cowboy:

Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Silly Pet Halloween Costumes - Part 2

Part 2 of our parade of silliness begins with Clover as Ginger, from "Gilligan's Island:"

Ruby as a bunny rabbit:

Seamus in drag. I've given him the drag name of Wilma Fingerdoo:

Fergus as a skunk, with Daphne smelling his stinkiness:

Daphne as a caterpillar:

Bugsy as a Frenchman:

Remy as Boogers, the clown:

Clover as a purple-winged angel with a Halloween themed baseball cap:

Jack as a bumblebee:

Meghan as Minnie Mouse:

Monday, October 29, 2018

Silly Pet Halloween Costumes - Part 1

It's that spooky time of year again, and the pets have been preparing their costumes for many weeks so you will be amused and amazed. Georgette has died since her photos were taken, but they bring back such warm, happy thoughts of her and I am including them here.

Let's start the pageant of silliness with Clover, dressed as "The Littlest Angel" with white wings:

Blue as the Wicked Witch of the South Pasture:

Daisy as a crabby pirate who'd surely make you walk the plank:

Jack, with a shark biting his head:

Meghan as a monkey:

Fergus as a magic unicorn:

Georgette as a sleepy cowgirl:

Seamus as Yukon Cornelius from the Island Of Misfit Toys in "Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer:"

Daphne as a valiant fire chief:

Jack, ready for a fiesta (or a siesta):

Bugsy as court jester:

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Dogs And Cats

During our numerous spring snowfalls, I continued to keep the bird feeders filled with seed. Draco thought that was a grand idea because it provided him with his own personal "Cat Television:"

When he finished watching the birds, Draco shared a nap with Daphne on a fleecy bed:

Jack had several relapses in the leg lifting department, so I again began putting PeeWee's old belly bands on him. He didn't like it, but he got the message:

Five dogs and one cat in the farm house kitchen:

In a similar pose to the above picture, here the same five dogs and one cat, but in a different arrangement:

This is Bramble's serious look. He considers himself to be in charge around here:

But Bramble also has a playful side, and one of his favorite games is pushing the water bowls away from the walls, sloshing water everywhere. That's why they are in boot trays:

Three friends - Daphne, Fergus and Clover:

Rocky spends most of his time at the top of the stairs, where the cats have four cat trees plus an entire room devoted to cat beds, food, water and litter boxes (where the dogs can't get at them):

Georgette never goes downstairs. She's happy on her own personal cat tree and curling up inside the cat beds:

Draco goes everywhere, especially wherever I am. He, like Georgette, loves to walk the narrow railing around the stairwell - which makes me nervous:

Jack, Seamus and Fergus posed for this photo on their own. I didn't arrange it:

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Pets At Home

Our weather has been so very cold, snowy, icy and windy that I let the dogs out only for short periods. I try to do it often, but no dog wants to stay outside for long in the brutal cold. Fergus enjoys his time outside, but quickly wants back in:

Other than having to go outside, they live a lazy, warm, comfy life:

Clover and Daphne get cold much faster than the two dogs with the thick Poodle hair:

And as soon as they're back inside, they huddle together to warm up:

We've had much more snow since this photo was taken - snow, in fact, nearly every day and it's piled up to amazing depths. There are now snowbanks alongside the driveway seven and eight feet high. Yesterday brought us what was called "freezing fog" and everything is now coated with a white matte finish. That's why I let the dogs back in quickly:

Upstairs in my bedroom, Dixie the Guinea Pig stays warm and comfortable on a bed of clean pine shavings:

And Dixie's neighbor, Chirpy the Parakeet, keeps her company:

These fleecy dog beds get tumbled in the dryer every morning. It helps me keep them relatively clean, and a dryer sheet helps them smell better:

Old Snoozey is the only "floor cat" of my five. The other four are climbers and prefer to be up on something. Poor old Snoozey gets less petting as a consequence of not being at eye level. So I try to remember to seek him out for a little attention, which he surely enjoys:

I should amend my comment on the first photo to say that gigantic Seamus, with his sheep-like wool, seems almost immune to the cold. Unlike the other dogs, he'd stay outside in the coldest of weather: