After Having Bad Things Come In Threes...
My Mum sent me a few bucks because I was worried about Miles (The Temp has Dropped into the 20s some nights and even though I warm blankets in the dryer, he comes back so cold because his sweater and coat from last year was for a Puppy/Dog. He was Barely One...if.) Now he is Two, rounder, healthier, and longer. He needed a new warm sweater for him and Ro was going to get stuff at Pet-Smart but Miles' Grana Cyndee sent in a few bucks for me/him/us because he will be 2 years old in a couple weeks, plus it will mark our one year anniversary of adopting him!!
I also found him a new Tuggie (his FAVOURITE of all toys on Earth) and a Frisbee, even though he's great with catching and fetching...he is not so great with the *returning* part of 'fetch'. Thought we could work on it as a family.
No sooner had I taken the above picture, did Miles notice a NEW TUGGA TUGGA, pulled it off the table and the following is all I got for many, many...many frames... a flurry of blonde hair. This must be like 'Girls Gone Wild' on a Bad day towards closing time...
This was the "peak" of his glazed eye, new toy high...
And here, he has finally realized it's his, he loves it, and it will always be his, and he will have many more hours, days, years to play with it. He takes a wee paws....sorry..pause.
I turn my Focus back to the sweater I got him...A skull..cause he's bad to the bone!! No really, you give him a bone, he's bad to it..gnaws, sucks, tears, eats....loves it. He is bad to bones!!
And of course, the Peace Sign on one side of his new personalized Tags because he's cool like dat too.
And the Flip Side of Course with his Name and to call Dinah at yada yada yada if found.
I look over and Ro has him in the Green and Grey Striped Hoodie...but the Darn Hoodie doesn't have ear Holes!! At least on REALLY wet nights we can COVER those precious Ears.
More Playing with His New Tuggie.
"Having Fun, Miles??"
"I'm Sexy and I Know it...."
"WHAT THE HELL?!??!?!?"
"Ok, Babe, put him in the one I picked, see if it fits him well and seems warm..."
"Yay!!"
"He seems to LOVE it and is SOOO comfy!!!"
Miles Romps in his warm Skull Sweater and then kisses his Daddy and Snuggles with Me.. He is a very happy doggy and we think he knows he is lucky and loves to bits.
Then the 'Caped Crusader', drained by the forces of the Tugga Tugga, trying on sexy new clothes, and eating some birthday treats early decides today has been full. He went to Doggie-Disney World (Petsmart) got to smell scores of new smells including many a canine bottom and human bum!! A few children scratched his back and petted his head, and he saw dogs of all sizes and colours...and he NEVER MADE A PEEP. The Monseigneur was a PERFECT gentleman. But the day was full of giving love, getting stuff, giving happiness, and getting....well..more stuff. This made 'Super-Miles' VEWY TIRED. SSHhhhHshhhhh.....
And that was our evening,
Hope yours was all you wanted it to be!!
Robert, Dinah, Miles, and Boogie...the cat that loves me A LOT twice a day and the rest of the time, he is full and thus, my value is negligible, LOL
EDIT--- Miles LOVES his clothes and gets huffy when we got to take them off.
Baby, Mum was in a couple Rock Bands and Daddy is a Fire Graver... what the hell is 'bourgeois' about us??
"That means nothing...you don't understand me!! You don't understand ANYTHING AT ALL!!!"
"Hey Miles, are You Hungry?!?!"
"Oh Yeah!! Can we have some Bourgeois for dinner?"
::Collective Sigh:: Kids today...What are ya gonna do?!
I also found him a new Tuggie (his FAVOURITE of all toys on Earth) and a Frisbee, even though he's great with catching and fetching...he is not so great with the *returning* part of 'fetch'. Thought we could work on it as a family.
No sooner had I taken the above picture, did Miles notice a NEW TUGGA TUGGA, pulled it off the table and the following is all I got for many, many...many frames... a flurry of blonde hair. This must be like 'Girls Gone Wild' on a Bad day towards closing time...
This was the "peak" of his glazed eye, new toy high...
And here, he has finally realized it's his, he loves it, and it will always be his, and he will have many more hours, days, years to play with it. He takes a wee paws....sorry..pause.
I turn my Focus back to the sweater I got him...A skull..cause he's bad to the bone!! No really, you give him a bone, he's bad to it..gnaws, sucks, tears, eats....loves it. He is bad to bones!!
And of course, the Peace Sign on one side of his new personalized Tags because he's cool like dat too.
And the Flip Side of Course with his Name and to call Dinah at yada yada yada if found.
I look over and Ro has him in the Green and Grey Striped Hoodie...but the Darn Hoodie doesn't have ear Holes!! At least on REALLY wet nights we can COVER those precious Ears.
More Playing with His New Tuggie.
"Having Fun, Miles??"
"I'm Sexy and I Know it...."
"WHAT THE HELL?!??!?!?"
"Ok, Babe, put him in the one I picked, see if it fits him well and seems warm..."
"Yay!!"
"He seems to LOVE it and is SOOO comfy!!!"
Miles Romps in his warm Skull Sweater and then kisses his Daddy and Snuggles with Me.. He is a very happy doggy and we think he knows he is lucky and loves to bits.
Then the 'Caped Crusader', drained by the forces of the Tugga Tugga, trying on sexy new clothes, and eating some birthday treats early decides today has been full. He went to Doggie-Disney World (Petsmart) got to smell scores of new smells including many a canine bottom and human bum!! A few children scratched his back and petted his head, and he saw dogs of all sizes and colours...and he NEVER MADE A PEEP. The Monseigneur was a PERFECT gentleman. But the day was full of giving love, getting stuff, giving happiness, and getting....well..more stuff. This made 'Super-Miles' VEWY TIRED. SSHhhhHshhhhh.....
And that was our evening,
Hope yours was all you wanted it to be!!
Robert, Dinah, Miles, and Boogie...the cat that loves me A LOT twice a day and the rest of the time, he is full and thus, my value is negligible, LOL
EDIT--- Miles LOVES his clothes and gets huffy when we got to take them off.
Baby, Mum was in a couple Rock Bands and Daddy is a Fire Graver... what the hell is 'bourgeois' about us??
"That means nothing...you don't understand me!! You don't understand ANYTHING AT ALL!!!"
"Hey Miles, are You Hungry?!?!"
"Oh Yeah!! Can we have some Bourgeois for dinner?"
::Collective Sigh:: Kids today...What are ya gonna do?!