Tag Archives: Chicken

Dogs Get a Pass on Matchy-Matchy

Outfit from my Luigi.  Goes with the Chicken-Prizes harness.  Also, she detailed my wheels and the cat colony is exploding.

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Him

I am slightly hungover from partying yesterday.  I am also in love.  Again.  I must have him for my own, but he is very far away.  She needs to bring me to him.

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I’m Back

Apparently I am to to assist with the excitable Akita down the street, who hates me for my freedom.  This is acceptable, as long as a) I get at least as much chicken as she does, b) I can buzz … Continue reading

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Fine

So I go from 5 000 supplements per day to 5005 or whatever.  I’ll live with it if it means a chicken chaser and no more godforsaken Chinese herbs surreptitiously mixed into my food.  That was hell on earth.  I could have … Continue reading

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Yes, Do Order Some Capsules

No amount of sporty pants, which I appreciate, will make up for the multiple attempts, lasting two days, to get me to ingest Chinese herbs.  I will never eat the Chinese herbs.  I don’t care in how much Gerber they … Continue reading

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Okay, Enrich My Environment But Not *Excessively*

Excellent turkey breast and cookie festival with manic training machine Chirag.  On the other hand, just as well he cohabits with parrots or Kelpies or whatever because I had a two-day hangover after one evening with him.  Here I am during … Continue reading

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And She Brought Bigger Greenies

I have been taken to the seaside for my holidays. The beaches are great, the cuisine so far adequate but not spectacular (room service has steak and 48 hours in none has materialized) and the town has helpfully installed water … Continue reading

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I Prefer Crest But Like That Matters

My dentist has ordered her to perform daily tooth-brushing, which is fine, if puzzling. There was such excitement about my allegedly superlative teeth  (“Oh, wow, we’ve never seen such superfantastic teeth” and “My my, whatever you’ve been doing, keep doing … Continue reading

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And Yet

My requirements are few and simple. Daily walkies.  Operative words: daily and walkies. A second walkies.  Daily. Beverages always available. Meals on time. We don’t shortchange me on bedtime cookies. My eggs done but not tough. No broccoli, asparagus, Brussels sprouts … Continue reading

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Me

New orange cat in neighborhood.  I’m so excited I could scream.  And the batty ladies who feed the rock cats are increasingly lulled by my collected drive-bys.  Every day I inch closer.  It’s like a chow advent calendar.      She … Continue reading

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