Apparently the human woman ate something that didn't agree with her, she's been doing the horka in the porcelain water bowl all day.
This made me realize how lucky we huskies are not to have long hair, as we don't have to worry about horka'ing peach activia in our fluff like she does.
As soon as she has recovered (we have her on a bland diet no matter how much she whines) I'll be back to post more.
Meeshka
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Meeshka's Big Adventure
Ok, it wasn't such a big adventure, I simply went to the vet and got poked, prodded, and abused.
It was fun (up until the poking and prodding) prancing out of the house while the gimpies screamed with jealousy from inside the house. Hey, they had their turns, so its only right that I get a chance to be chauffeured in my luxurious 4-runner, which I left in a very fluffy state.
I really do like the new clinic, all the interesting smells, and the owners have stupidly left a whole box of rawhide treats well within my reach. The human woman is wise to my exploits and pulled me away in time to save them from me.
I didn't get a chance to meet the stuffed lab dog that kicked Loki's ample ass, there was another dog that thought it was real and was barking at it, so I figured I wouldn't go over and destuff it in front of everyone. I did get to see another husky, who was certainly NOT breed standard by any stretch of the imagination, I'm guessing a pet store model. His owners had been basking in the admiration of the other humans until I sauntered into the place with my perfect fluffiness, and everyone literally ran over to me and told me how beautiful and fluffy I was. I allowed them to pet me, and even french kissed one woman, who seemed a bit shocked at how quick such a fluffy beauty such as myself could be.
Oddly enough they didn't have my own private exam room ready (an oversight on the vet place's part I'm sure) so we had to wait a bit for my exam. While all of the other dogs pulled and barked and jumped around and caused a ruckus, I simply lay down at the human woman's feet, crossed my little dainty front paws and watched all of the chaos and laughed to myself. What morons. I was so stylish in my blue harness and everyone watched me with adoration.
When it was my turn, they took me into a room and that's where the usual horrible things happened. I screamed really loud when they tried to put that nasty thermometer in my butt. I mean come on, that's just not right, but at least I was in a private room and nobody could see it happen, but I made sure that everyone KNEW that I was being tortured.
Apparently I'm going to have to get my teeth cleaned. They haven't been as white as they should be and some are giving me some issues. I don't know why I just can't wear those cool teeth whitening strips I see on tv, but apparently they'll have to knock me out and clean them for that deep down clean. I also heard the human woman mention something to the effect of "while she's out, clip her toenails". Um... excuse me? So, yes, there is apparently a plot to rid me of my lethal weapons when I can't protest.
Before they can clean my teeth and steal my weapons they had to take some blood from me, so I got to go with the vet tech person. I really didn't want to leave, but since she insisted, I left with her... then proceeded to introduce myself to every dog in every exam room, inspect all of their equipment, jump on tables that apparently held important things, and generally was a wonderful pest. My humans later said that all they could hear was "Meeshka, no, Meeshka leave that alone, Meeshka over here, no Meeshka, MEESHKA" while I was gone.
When I returned, I tried to leave, thinking all of that horrible stuff was over with, but no... I had to get my shots and that crap sprayed up my nose. I hate the stuff in the nose, didn't even feel the shots through all of my fluffy, but the nose thing! Like last year, I turned my head at the last minute but this time the human man got it right in the face. hehehe! They brought another one in and got me though.
While the human man paid the bill, I relaxed outside in the shade. Please note that in order to be a fashion model, you must be able to strike the same pose no matter what the location. This time I opted for a minor variation of the paw crossing, but nailed the behind the shoulder, slightly amused look once again.
Oh, I guess for some reason I need to mention that I weighed in at a very svelte 71 lbs. For some reason the humans gasped at this number and mentioned something about a diet again. I have noticed that my food portions have shrunk again. I guess I'll just have to steal some of the Mutatoe's food if they get serious about this diet thing. If anyone needs to lose some weight off his ample ass, its the Mutatoe.
Meeshka
It was fun (up until the poking and prodding) prancing out of the house while the gimpies screamed with jealousy from inside the house. Hey, they had their turns, so its only right that I get a chance to be chauffeured in my luxurious 4-runner, which I left in a very fluffy state.
I really do like the new clinic, all the interesting smells, and the owners have stupidly left a whole box of rawhide treats well within my reach. The human woman is wise to my exploits and pulled me away in time to save them from me.
I didn't get a chance to meet the stuffed lab dog that kicked Loki's ample ass, there was another dog that thought it was real and was barking at it, so I figured I wouldn't go over and destuff it in front of everyone. I did get to see another husky, who was certainly NOT breed standard by any stretch of the imagination, I'm guessing a pet store model. His owners had been basking in the admiration of the other humans until I sauntered into the place with my perfect fluffiness, and everyone literally ran over to me and told me how beautiful and fluffy I was. I allowed them to pet me, and even french kissed one woman, who seemed a bit shocked at how quick such a fluffy beauty such as myself could be.
Oddly enough they didn't have my own private exam room ready (an oversight on the vet place's part I'm sure) so we had to wait a bit for my exam. While all of the other dogs pulled and barked and jumped around and caused a ruckus, I simply lay down at the human woman's feet, crossed my little dainty front paws and watched all of the chaos and laughed to myself. What morons. I was so stylish in my blue harness and everyone watched me with adoration.
When it was my turn, they took me into a room and that's where the usual horrible things happened. I screamed really loud when they tried to put that nasty thermometer in my butt. I mean come on, that's just not right, but at least I was in a private room and nobody could see it happen, but I made sure that everyone KNEW that I was being tortured.
Apparently I'm going to have to get my teeth cleaned. They haven't been as white as they should be and some are giving me some issues. I don't know why I just can't wear those cool teeth whitening strips I see on tv, but apparently they'll have to knock me out and clean them for that deep down clean. I also heard the human woman mention something to the effect of "while she's out, clip her toenails". Um... excuse me? So, yes, there is apparently a plot to rid me of my lethal weapons when I can't protest.
Before they can clean my teeth and steal my weapons they had to take some blood from me, so I got to go with the vet tech person. I really didn't want to leave, but since she insisted, I left with her... then proceeded to introduce myself to every dog in every exam room, inspect all of their equipment, jump on tables that apparently held important things, and generally was a wonderful pest. My humans later said that all they could hear was "Meeshka, no, Meeshka leave that alone, Meeshka over here, no Meeshka, MEESHKA" while I was gone.
When I returned, I tried to leave, thinking all of that horrible stuff was over with, but no... I had to get my shots and that crap sprayed up my nose. I hate the stuff in the nose, didn't even feel the shots through all of my fluffy, but the nose thing! Like last year, I turned my head at the last minute but this time the human man got it right in the face. hehehe! They brought another one in and got me though.
While the human man paid the bill, I relaxed outside in the shade. Please note that in order to be a fashion model, you must be able to strike the same pose no matter what the location. This time I opted for a minor variation of the paw crossing, but nailed the behind the shoulder, slightly amused look once again.
Oh, I guess for some reason I need to mention that I weighed in at a very svelte 71 lbs. For some reason the humans gasped at this number and mentioned something about a diet again. I have noticed that my food portions have shrunk again. I guess I'll just have to steal some of the Mutatoe's food if they get serious about this diet thing. If anyone needs to lose some weight off his ample ass, its the Mutatoe.
Meeshka
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Human (Woman) Rights Day
Apparently the humans have declared this day their “rights” day. Um, hello? You have opposable thumbs, you can drive cars, you can go into grocery stores without being chased out, and you want RIGHTS?
FINE, so I sat down after my nap and came up with the Human (Woman) Bill of Rights. It goes something like this:
You have the right to curl up into a tiny ball so that we can stretch out and take up most of the bed.
You have the right to get up at 5:30 am and let us out and feed us breakfast.
You have the right to towel us off if we’re wet and muddy
You have the right to work hard so you can buy us the best dog food, which we’ll snub and demand something better.
You have the right to scratch my belly. No, I mean right now, scratch it, I have an itch.
You have the right to stand at the door and open it when I demand to come in, then out, then in, then out, then in... etc.
You have the right to fill my water bowl with fresh clean water after I’ve washed my dainty feet in it.
You have the right to feed me oyster crackers at bed time.
You have the right to be clawed... often... for no reason... be happy about that!
You have the right to have me breathe on your face with my dog food breath in the morning just because I want to, and because you are hogging the pillow.
You have the right to use me as a foot warmer, as long as you scratch my belly with your toes.
You have the right to step in a nice cold pile of yick in the morning if I’ve horka’d sometime during the night.
You have the right to consume mass quantities of my dog hair in your food
You have the right to feed my your table scraps, you just don’t choose to exercise that right and I think you should take advantage of it more.
You have the right to brag that you have the fluffiest, sweetest, most adorable husky in the land... oh yeah and those other two
So humans, you do have a lot of rights, so SHUT UP and scratch my belly.
Meeshka
FINE, so I sat down after my nap and came up with the Human (Woman) Bill of Rights. It goes something like this:
You have the right to curl up into a tiny ball so that we can stretch out and take up most of the bed.
You have the right to get up at 5:30 am and let us out and feed us breakfast.
You have the right to towel us off if we’re wet and muddy
You have the right to work hard so you can buy us the best dog food, which we’ll snub and demand something better.
You have the right to scratch my belly. No, I mean right now, scratch it, I have an itch.
You have the right to stand at the door and open it when I demand to come in, then out, then in, then out, then in... etc.
You have the right to fill my water bowl with fresh clean water after I’ve washed my dainty feet in it.
You have the right to feed me oyster crackers at bed time.
You have the right to be clawed... often... for no reason... be happy about that!
You have the right to have me breathe on your face with my dog food breath in the morning just because I want to, and because you are hogging the pillow.
You have the right to use me as a foot warmer, as long as you scratch my belly with your toes.
You have the right to step in a nice cold pile of yick in the morning if I’ve horka’d sometime during the night.
You have the right to consume mass quantities of my dog hair in your food
You have the right to feed my your table scraps, you just don’t choose to exercise that right and I think you should take advantage of it more.
You have the right to brag that you have the fluffiest, sweetest, most adorable husky in the land... oh yeah and those other two
So humans, you do have a lot of rights, so SHUT UP and scratch my belly.
Meeshka
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Happy Human Woman's Day
Ok, so officially its called "mother's day", but the human woman will have to do.
We tried to get the celebration off to an early (day early) start by surprising the human woman with a gift, but she spoiled our surprise by catching Loki with the gift in his mouth. Oh sure, she didn't seem very surprised that he had somehow managed to ooze himself between the "Husky proof" fencing she spent hours putting up to keep us from getting behind the shed, nor was she
overly thrilled with having to climb over the fence in a bath robe at 8 am in the morning in the rain (note to readers: the human woman wears sleepy pants EXCEPT when she's sleeping... yeah I know). She also didn't seem very pleased to have to wrestle the dead bird out of Loki's jaws and toss it over the fence (some people are never happy with their gifts) or lifting the Mutatoe's ample ass back over the fence when he somehow couldn't get back over it.
Ok, fine, so that didn't go over as planned. Sam tried his paws at spending some quality time
with the human woman when they took him to the vet for his annual shots. Oh sure, we didn't scream and complain in our crates when they took Spineless Bionic Hip puppy out the door, we behaved very well.
Sammy was very nice and shared a lot of his fluff with the human woman, as much as possible on the ride there and back again. She seemed very pleased to have wet husky fur embedded in places she never thought it could embed. I guess you can say that we gave the gift that keeps on giving, as she was still pulling it out of her mouth when they left to run other errands.
After they got back from the errands, we decided once again that we would try to get her another gift, and sure enough, the bird gods answered our
prayers and plopped another flightless wonder right in our laps (if dogs had laps). Once again, she didn't seem too keen about the bird (she probably already has one), and this one went over the fence as well.
I'm thinking that after all that work and planning, I'll just get the credit card and order some stupid flowers next year.
(By the way: Sam was not fooled by the big stuffed Lab at the vet office. I'm going next week, so I'll let you know how long it takes me to destuff that thing)
We tried to get the celebration off to an early (day early) start by surprising the human woman with a gift, but she spoiled our surprise by catching Loki with the gift in his mouth. Oh sure, she didn't seem very surprised that he had somehow managed to ooze himself between the "Husky proof" fencing she spent hours putting up to keep us from getting behind the shed, nor was she
overly thrilled with having to climb over the fence in a bath robe at 8 am in the morning in the rain (note to readers: the human woman wears sleepy pants EXCEPT when she's sleeping... yeah I know). She also didn't seem very pleased to have to wrestle the dead bird out of Loki's jaws and toss it over the fence (some people are never happy with their gifts) or lifting the Mutatoe's ample ass back over the fence when he somehow couldn't get back over it.Ok, fine, so that didn't go over as planned. Sam tried his paws at spending some quality time
with the human woman when they took him to the vet for his annual shots. Oh sure, we didn't scream and complain in our crates when they took Spineless Bionic Hip puppy out the door, we behaved very well.Sammy was very nice and shared a lot of his fluff with the human woman, as much as possible on the ride there and back again. She seemed very pleased to have wet husky fur embedded in places she never thought it could embed. I guess you can say that we gave the gift that keeps on giving, as she was still pulling it out of her mouth when they left to run other errands.
After they got back from the errands, we decided once again that we would try to get her another gift, and sure enough, the bird gods answered our
prayers and plopped another flightless wonder right in our laps (if dogs had laps). Once again, she didn't seem too keen about the bird (she probably already has one), and this one went over the fence as well.I'm thinking that after all that work and planning, I'll just get the credit card and order some stupid flowers next year.
(By the way: Sam was not fooled by the big stuffed Lab at the vet office. I'm going next week, so I'll let you know how long it takes me to destuff that thing)
Friday, May 09, 2008
Proper Grub Clean Up Protocol
After one digs for grubs, especially when its raining, its very important to make sure that your delicate little feet are clean.My humans are very accommodating, and provide me with my very own delicate feet bath in the kitchen. Of course, for some reason the Mutatoe thinks that its his water bowl, but what does he know.
Once I'm done digging for my snacks, I simply saunter up the stairs and wash my feet off in my bath, then walk around on the carpet until they are dry. Its very handy and I suggest that every pup (and girl-girl) ask their human for their own foot bath.
Meeshka
Sunday, May 04, 2008
The Fearless Mutatoe
Yesterday the sneaky humans herded Sam and I to our crates, tried to bribe us with stuffed kongs so we wouldn't notice them taking the Mutatoe out on his harness and leash. We were not fooled at all, and did our best to let them know that we were not at all pleased with being left at home while Mutatoe got to go someplace. We made sure to scream and howl pitifully until we heard their truck drive away. None of the neighbors even bothered to come save us even though we could be heard outside.
After what seemed like forever, the Mutatoe and humans came back, with Mutatoe smelling like the vet place. Oh, ok. I thought he was going someplace fun and exciting. He was very excited about his trip to the vet, where the humans held him down, stuck stuff up his butt, poked him with needles and squirted fluid in his nose (yeah, sounds like a hoot, doesn't it?) The exciting part was the fight that he got into while at the vet.
From what the Mutatoe said, there was this really stuck up black Labrador standing in the waiting room. Mutatoe said that he cautiously approached the Lab, wagging his tail in greeting and sniffed the Lab's privates in the universal doggie shaking of hands, but the Lab didn't have any parts down there! He said that the lack of parts really threw him off, so he postured and tried to dominate the Lab by putting his head on the Lab's neck, but the Lab started moving after him and made this strange "woof" noise throwing his voice to make it sound like the human man actually made the noise. Mutatoe told us that the Lab was challenging him to a fight so he play bowed the Lab and kicked his butt to make it known that he was not a Mutatoe to be pushed around. Everyone in the waiting room thought the fight was really funny, and the humans had to pull him off this slathering Hell beast and drag him to an exam room.
Sounds pretty impressive, I had to say that for once I found a minuscule bit of respect for the Mutatoe for standing up to this apparent Lab bully.
Yeah, that's until I heard the human woman talking on the phone to one of her human friends. Apparently here's the whole story:
What a dork.
Meeshka
After what seemed like forever, the Mutatoe and humans came back, with Mutatoe smelling like the vet place. Oh, ok. I thought he was going someplace fun and exciting. He was very excited about his trip to the vet, where the humans held him down, stuck stuff up his butt, poked him with needles and squirted fluid in his nose (yeah, sounds like a hoot, doesn't it?) The exciting part was the fight that he got into while at the vet.
From what the Mutatoe said, there was this really stuck up black Labrador standing in the waiting room. Mutatoe said that he cautiously approached the Lab, wagging his tail in greeting and sniffed the Lab's privates in the universal doggie shaking of hands, but the Lab didn't have any parts down there! He said that the lack of parts really threw him off, so he postured and tried to dominate the Lab by putting his head on the Lab's neck, but the Lab started moving after him and made this strange "woof" noise throwing his voice to make it sound like the human man actually made the noise. Mutatoe told us that the Lab was challenging him to a fight so he play bowed the Lab and kicked his butt to make it known that he was not a Mutatoe to be pushed around. Everyone in the waiting room thought the fight was really funny, and the humans had to pull him off this slathering Hell beast and drag him to an exam room.
Sounds pretty impressive, I had to say that for once I found a minuscule bit of respect for the Mutatoe for standing up to this apparent Lab bully.
Yeah, that's until I heard the human woman talking on the phone to one of her human friends. Apparently here's the whole story:
What a dork.Meeshka
Saturday, May 03, 2008
New HULA Member: Flurry
Flurry is quite the overachiever. She came from an abused past, humans weren't very nice to her at all, and on top of that, she had some horrible skin issues and she LOST HER FLUFF!!!
Lucky for her, she found a nice gullible human to take her in, and along with her new brother Aja, they are well on their way to driving their human woman to insanity at speeds too fast to even record.
I am very impressed with her skills, seeing how she was able to infiltrate the household pretending to be a cute, cuddly, non fluffy husky with absolutely no bad manners at all. Its this tactic that works very well for new HULA undercover operatives: act all cute and well behaved for the first few weeks to months and then spring into action.
Here is the evidence of Flurry's hard work and covert operations:
While her human woman was off ignoring her (and not spoon feeding her tasty treats or
scratching her), Flurry helped herself to a very tasty lightbulb. Not just your average lightbulb, but one of those new energy efficient "green" lightbulbs that contain just a touch of mercury (which we all know that wasting energy is far worse than contaminating the ground water with mercury after millions of people start throwing these things into landfills... but I digress). This unselfish potentially dangerous act (eating glass AND mercury laden glass at that) caused Flurry's human woman to become unglued and freak out for no real reason, call her vet and whip out an e-mail to the human group she spends all of her time with instead of making sure that her sweet puppy was not sitting around chewing mercury laden glass products.
Not to be outdone, Flurry waited an entire day before striking again. This time, the human
woman claims to have only been away from her for mere seconds, allowing our intrepid HULA operative to destroy home furnishings. Flurry's human woman readily admits that she should have kept a closer eye on our little now fluffy innocent husky, and that she should have never left the blanket on the floor at eating level, placing blame on herself rather than sweet, innocent Flurry (shown below admiring her handy work).
Congrats to you Flurry, and Welcome to the HULA Hoop.
Meeshka
Lucky for her, she found a nice gullible human to take her in, and along with her new brother Aja, they are well on their way to driving their human woman to insanity at speeds too fast to even record.
I am very impressed with her skills, seeing how she was able to infiltrate the household pretending to be a cute, cuddly, non fluffy husky with absolutely no bad manners at all. Its this tactic that works very well for new HULA undercover operatives: act all cute and well behaved for the first few weeks to months and then spring into action.
Here is the evidence of Flurry's hard work and covert operations:
While her human woman was off ignoring her (and not spoon feeding her tasty treats or
scratching her), Flurry helped herself to a very tasty lightbulb. Not just your average lightbulb, but one of those new energy efficient "green" lightbulbs that contain just a touch of mercury (which we all know that wasting energy is far worse than contaminating the ground water with mercury after millions of people start throwing these things into landfills... but I digress). This unselfish potentially dangerous act (eating glass AND mercury laden glass at that) caused Flurry's human woman to become unglued and freak out for no real reason, call her vet and whip out an e-mail to the human group she spends all of her time with instead of making sure that her sweet puppy was not sitting around chewing mercury laden glass products.Not to be outdone, Flurry waited an entire day before striking again. This time, the human
woman claims to have only been away from her for mere seconds, allowing our intrepid HULA operative to destroy home furnishings. Flurry's human woman readily admits that she should have kept a closer eye on our little now fluffy innocent husky, and that she should have never left the blanket on the floor at eating level, placing blame on herself rather than sweet, innocent Flurry (shown below admiring her handy work).Congrats to you Flurry, and Welcome to the HULA Hoop.
Meeshka
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
Steps to insanity
The human woman came home at our lunch and stayed home because she didn’t feel good. Therefore:
We stood out in the rain and dug big, deep, muddy holes for grubs.
We ran inside all the way up the stairs, into the kitchen, out of the kitchen, down the hall, and jumped on the bed with muddy feet because she forgot to close the door to the back room so we couldn’t get into the house before she wiped out paws. By the time she caught up to us, our feet were clean and we were dry thanks to the bed.
She tried to nap but spent most of the time swiping out bits of mud and wet hair from the covers and complaining.
We went back outside and did the same thing (she never learns and she’s more forgetful when she doesn’t feel good), except this time I bathed my feet in the water bowl then chased the Mutatoe around the house so now there are wet, muddy prints all over (hey, she wanted white walls).
She went upstairs to get our heartworm pills and found Loki laying in his crate looking extremely guilty and trying to cover a blue potholder with his ample ass. She got it out and gave him an oyster cracker, then had to give me one because I caught her giving him one, then Sam came up and then we all got another one because we saw that Sam got one...
So, a productive day all around.
Meeshka
(clean feet are happy feet)
We stood out in the rain and dug big, deep, muddy holes for grubs.
We ran inside all the way up the stairs, into the kitchen, out of the kitchen, down the hall, and jumped on the bed with muddy feet because she forgot to close the door to the back room so we couldn’t get into the house before she wiped out paws. By the time she caught up to us, our feet were clean and we were dry thanks to the bed.
She tried to nap but spent most of the time swiping out bits of mud and wet hair from the covers and complaining.
We went back outside and did the same thing (she never learns and she’s more forgetful when she doesn’t feel good), except this time I bathed my feet in the water bowl then chased the Mutatoe around the house so now there are wet, muddy prints all over (hey, she wanted white walls).
She went upstairs to get our heartworm pills and found Loki laying in his crate looking extremely guilty and trying to cover a blue potholder with his ample ass. She got it out and gave him an oyster cracker, then had to give me one because I caught her giving him one, then Sam came up and then we all got another one because we saw that Sam got one...
So, a productive day all around.
Meeshka
(clean feet are happy feet)
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Its about time
Normally I only post once a day because of my busy napping schedule, but I had to tell everyone the good news.
The human woman came home smelling like BBQ Ribs (which made me even more mad than before) but she was waving the iPhone at me telling me to LOOK LOOK!!! She was so excited that I forgot that I was mad at her and glanced at the picture she had taken while she was out getting tasty BBQ rib smells on her and not bringing any leftovers.
Yes, its true, and here is the proof:
I hope you can read it because it clearly reads that there is a store that is selling Bacon Shoes!!! YES!!!! Its about time too! Now dogs will not only be expected to, but actually encouraged to eat shoes! I can curl right up in the closet and snack on some tasty bacon shoes. I'm very excited about this.
The human woman came home smelling like BBQ Ribs (which made me even more mad than before) but she was waving the iPhone at me telling me to LOOK LOOK!!! She was so excited that I forgot that I was mad at her and glanced at the picture she had taken while she was out getting tasty BBQ rib smells on her and not bringing any leftovers.
Yes, its true, and here is the proof:
I hope you can read it because it clearly reads that there is a store that is selling Bacon Shoes!!! YES!!!! Its about time too! Now dogs will not only be expected to, but actually encouraged to eat shoes! I can curl right up in the closet and snack on some tasty bacon shoes. I'm very excited about this.
The look is for:
The shirt I had to wear last night when the thunderstorm came through and I was panting and clawing the humans.
Being made to sleep in the guest room with the human woman because of the panting and clawing while wearing the shirt and that room DOESN'T HAVE AN AIR VENT!
Making my human woman feel bad about putting me in a shirt and denying me my precious air vent.
For the human woman leaving for hours this morning and then coming home smelling of strange dogs and not taking me along.
Just to show her, I'm digging up all of the grubs and the precious little grassy grass she's so lovingly cultivated.
Meeshka
(not a real happy camper today)
Being made to sleep in the guest room with the human woman because of the panting and clawing while wearing the shirt and that room DOESN'T HAVE AN AIR VENT!
Making my human woman feel bad about putting me in a shirt and denying me my precious air vent.
For the human woman leaving for hours this morning and then coming home smelling of strange dogs and not taking me along.
Just to show her, I'm digging up all of the grubs and the precious little grassy grass she's so lovingly cultivated.
Meeshka
(not a real happy camper today)
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