No One Can Resist The Magnetic Pull Of Bixby

It’s not a great picture, because of low light and cell phone camera. Gabe is so enamored of Bixby. He sits at the patio door and can’t understand why he can’t join him outside. I find him snuggled next to him.

Besides that, Gabe is doing great. Today he joined me as official OFFICE CAT and hung out while I worked. And at one point tonight, he sat with all of us on the couch and snuggled down in my lap.

Scout is really doing her best not to scare him, she’s caught on that if she wants to spend time with the new kitty, she has to approach him carefully and with a little less of her normal enthusiasm.

Everyone is adjusting.  Gabe is fitting right in.


 

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So Bummed….

I was in the kitchen cooking and when I stepped into the living room, Gabe was snuggled in between Bixby’s big ole paws, both sleeping. I was about to snap a picture when Scout came bounding in and disturbed the tableau.

Here is Gabe sitting next to the patio door wanting to join Bixby outside. He even went to the back door – which luckily I saw him because it tends to be only partially closed so the dogs can let themselves in and out (at least until I replace the damaged screen door). I pulled it shut tight and got a plaintive mew from the little guy.

Speaking of photos, totally forgot to get some of the stew prep in the Multi-pot. So also bummed about that.

Tonight’s menu is: Beef Stew, fresh bread, salad and chocolate chip cookies. I’ll have photos and recipe links tonight or tomorrow.


 

Here Are Some Puppies

I’m doing a major overhaul on the blog. It will take a few days. Apologies in advance for any weirdness you experience. Here are some puppies to tide you over until it’s complete.

Here are my two cuties patiently waiting for treats. You didn’t think they’d just sit like that because I asked, did you? LOL


 

Bixby and Scout: National Dog Day

Oh, who are we kidding, it’s always dog day around here.

Scout is, believe it or not, 9 1/2 months old. And she’s completely out of control. Not in a bad way – she still knows all her commands, she’s sweet as can be – but when puppy brain and hormones hit all of that goes out the window.

Luckily, what I learned from Bixby is that this will pass and the best thing to do is go with it. If she’s too crazy I put her in her crate until her brain calms down. If we are out walking, she has to sit next to me while Bixby gets loved on by strangers. Not to punish her, but the extra stimulation sets her off and then all the petting reinforces bad behavior. She gets lots of praise and pets from me while she sits.

But there were a few days last week when even Bixby had his fill. He refused to play with her, would only go outside if she was in. I think it was a little peer pressure to get her to calm. the. heck. down. Not sure it worked, but they are back to normal this weekend.

On a personal note, this is about the age when Bailey came to live with us, so I find myself at odd moments very sad. Then Scout jumps on me or Bixby hugs me and my world is brighter again.

Meanwhile, shout-out to my friends and family for their patience with her. I know it’s not easy to have 100 lbs leaping at you with abandon.

My house is never dull.

I suppose the cats will want equal blog time….