Pet Picspam
I love my pets. My dogs are wonderful and my cat is fluffy. They are the center of my life and thus, you must like them too!
Think of this as a digital wallet, k? Just nod and smile and tell me my pets are lovely.
I have two dogs, Forrest and Trafalgar. This photograph may not be very good by artistic standards, but the verisimilitude is second to none. This is a common sight in my life: dog faces jostling to be shoved the furthest into mine, their tails nothing but waggy blurs. Also, you can see their color-coordinated bandanas! For future reference, Forrest's collar and bandana are blue and Traf's are red.
If I could transmit slobber via a photograph, I would.
Back when the dogs were allowed to get on the couch, Traf would snuggle in my lap as I watched tv or worked on my laptop.
Sometimes I woke him up with my giggling.
"What's so funny, Kaylie?"
"Nothing, Boo-boo, just reading some crack!fic."
"Ooh! What fandom?"
Traf's favorite fandom is Harry Potter.
When I'm in my office, Traf will hang out on my bed. Here he is with the blinky-dazie-eyed stare he gets when he's very sleepy but all the lights are on and I am making too much noise. Often his upper body will sway from side to side.
Eventually he will fall over and go to sleep.
Sometimes, he sleeps like this. Extensive medical testing to determine why has not yet produced any conclusive results.
Here is Trafalgar keeping watch at the front door. We put the chair there to stop him from jumping up on the glass and damaging the frames (you can see the damage already inflicted in the picture) and he converted it into a sentry post. I am proud to say that the neighbor's cat has not once broken into our house to steal the tv.
Traf is always trying steal the limelight from Forrest.
Usually he succeeds, because Traf is the cutest dog in the entire world, even when he sneezes. (WMV video, 261 KB)
However, Forrest is an accomplished body artist. His commodious body structure allows for an exciting all-over body shake, accompanied by the rhythmic floppity-floppity of his ears. This is quite a draining performance for Forrest, often sending him into brief trances afterwards. Luckily, I have some hypnotism training and am able to bring him back to wakefulness with a few quiet sounds. WMV video, 1.31 MB.
This is a very fuzzy picture, but it's the best I have of Forrest's famous body art position called "The Beached Whale." Acquiring this position is a two-part process. Begin by standing on all fours. Drop the back two legs to the floor in a sit. Then, slide the front two legs outwards until the entire body is prone on the floor and the front paws stick out to the side like flippers. This is often accompanied by thumps, wheezes, and snuffles. On exciting days, Forrest will complete the process with a sneeze. Whether or not this is a sly criticism of the cleanliness of our floors has not yet been determined.
This position can also be modified for a couchier location. This variant is called "The Sea Lion."
Forrest takes his stage appearance very seriously and experiments often. Here he is with his Barbie eyelashes, which make him look quite sparkly and pretty.
My cat Leo is much meaner than Forrest and Trafalgar and not as interesting to photograph, but here are some pictures of her sleeping in a box and keeping an eye on the front door from atop the second-floor banister.
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And just in case you didn't believe me that she was mean....
We all enjoyed that, didn't we? DIDN'T WE?
Think of this as a digital wallet, k? Just nod and smile and tell me my pets are lovely.
I have two dogs, Forrest and Trafalgar. This photograph may not be very good by artistic standards, but the verisimilitude is second to none. This is a common sight in my life: dog faces jostling to be shoved the furthest into mine, their tails nothing but waggy blurs. Also, you can see their color-coordinated bandanas! For future reference, Forrest's collar and bandana are blue and Traf's are red.
If I could transmit slobber via a photograph, I would.
Back when the dogs were allowed to get on the couch, Traf would snuggle in my lap as I watched tv or worked on my laptop.
Sometimes I woke him up with my giggling.
"What's so funny, Kaylie?"
"Nothing, Boo-boo, just reading some crack!fic."
"Ooh! What fandom?"
Traf's favorite fandom is Harry Potter.
When I'm in my office, Traf will hang out on my bed. Here he is with the blinky-dazie-eyed stare he gets when he's very sleepy but all the lights are on and I am making too much noise. Often his upper body will sway from side to side.
Eventually he will fall over and go to sleep.
Sometimes, he sleeps like this. Extensive medical testing to determine why has not yet produced any conclusive results.
Here is Trafalgar keeping watch at the front door. We put the chair there to stop him from jumping up on the glass and damaging the frames (you can see the damage already inflicted in the picture) and he converted it into a sentry post. I am proud to say that the neighbor's cat has not once broken into our house to steal the tv.
Traf is always trying steal the limelight from Forrest.
Usually he succeeds, because Traf is the cutest dog in the entire world, even when he sneezes. (WMV video, 261 KB)
However, Forrest is an accomplished body artist. His commodious body structure allows for an exciting all-over body shake, accompanied by the rhythmic floppity-floppity of his ears. This is quite a draining performance for Forrest, often sending him into brief trances afterwards. Luckily, I have some hypnotism training and am able to bring him back to wakefulness with a few quiet sounds. WMV video, 1.31 MB.
This is a very fuzzy picture, but it's the best I have of Forrest's famous body art position called "The Beached Whale." Acquiring this position is a two-part process. Begin by standing on all fours. Drop the back two legs to the floor in a sit. Then, slide the front two legs outwards until the entire body is prone on the floor and the front paws stick out to the side like flippers. This is often accompanied by thumps, wheezes, and snuffles. On exciting days, Forrest will complete the process with a sneeze. Whether or not this is a sly criticism of the cleanliness of our floors has not yet been determined.
This position can also be modified for a couchier location. This variant is called "The Sea Lion."
Forrest takes his stage appearance very seriously and experiments often. Here he is with his Barbie eyelashes, which make him look quite sparkly and pretty.
My cat Leo is much meaner than Forrest and Trafalgar and not as interesting to photograph, but here are some pictures of her sleeping in a box and keeping an eye on the front door from atop the second-floor banister.
...
And just in case you didn't believe me that she was mean....
We all enjoyed that, didn't we? DIDN'T WE?