The Almost All Canine News

Yesterday's post was almost all about the cats, so today I will focus on the dogs. This typical scene in the kitchen corner included all the dogs plus little Caspar, who likes to snuggle up to his giant buddy, Seamus:

The beloved dog beds and floor pillows in the kitchen corner with Clover, Fergus, Jack and Daphne:

The dogs have a fenced yard with a ramp down into it. They often stand at the gate and wait for me to let them back in:

But they also enjoy their time outside, especially when there is freshly fallen snow:

Seamus likes the chilly, snowy outdoors so much that he often resists coming back inside:

Jack developed a bad cough which the vet says is from infected teeth. He's been on antibiotics for over a week but is still coughing. When his cough is cured, he'll have most of his teeth removed:

Seamus and Fergus seem to be good friends, and spend much time together:

Seamus, Fergus and Daphne, keeping me company while I'm at the computer:

The big, green floor pillow was put there for Seamus, but the little dogs most often get it. In this case, it was Jack, Daphne and Clover:

Seamus, Daphne and Fergus, again watching me while I was at the computer:

We had a winter thaw, then a bit of fresh snow once again. That was cause for joy although they would have liked the snow to be deeper:

But the most common scene in my house is always the dogs (and Caspar) in the kitchen corner:

Focus On Fabulous Felines

Sammy, who I've had for about four months, has suddenly begun pushing water bowls away from walls, sloshing the water all over the floor. He seems obsessed with this behavior. The only other time I've ever seen such behavior was with Bramble, the cat who died this year. I keep getting the feeling that Bramble is paying me a friendly visit:

Daisy, who I've had for several years, suddenly decided she wants to sleep on the kitchen table - just like Georgette used to do. Furthermore, she purrs, rolls and cuddles when I lift her off the table to set her back on the floor - just like Georgette used to do. Again, I get the eerie but heartwarming feeling that Georgette is paying me a friendly visit. I've even accidentally called Daisy "Georgette" a couple of times:

As for Caspar, his life is filled with sleeping, eating and playing. He's not channeling anybody but himself:

Daisy is a friendly girl with beautiful colors:

Sammy took months to overcome his fear, but now seems happy and content here:

Caspar and Sammy are buddies and playmates, racing around the house chasing balls, leaping for curtains and knocking things off of tables:

They also sleep together a lot:

"Nothing to see here. Just keep moving:"

Caspar, like Daisy, is a glutton for affection:

Daisy wants to keep so close to me that I am in frequent danger of tripping over her:

You may have noticed that I haven't mentioned Bugsy yet. He's been shy and retiring, possibly because of an upper respiratory infection which Caspar brought home from the shelter. He's beginning to come out of shell now, but I don't think he'll ever be an outgoing personality:

I bought two new cat foods, neither of which the cats liked very much. So each morning when I feed the dogs, the cats help themselves to dog food. It's a darn good thing all my pets get along so well. There's never been so much as a growl, much less a fight: