Tag Archives: Nails

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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The Current Trajectory Suggests I’ll be Vivisected by Wednesday

On Saturday, after walkies in the primary walkies area - a more target-rich environment than the marina – I am brought to George to shop.  It is not Dog Bone Alley, but it is fancy and has many trendy barrels of … Continue reading

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If Animals Have Interests and Chows Are Animals, Then I Require Greater Consideration

Small mammals have proliferated at the marina but I am forbidden from imbibing.  This is complete crap.  If it is about my knee, I will gladly take take my chances.  It’s **my** knee.  If it’s about them, it defies analysis. … Continue reading

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Salad Watch T-Minus Nine Days

After being warehoused without relent all day yesterday, I got normal walkies today, a sufficiency of scones, and there is a beehive of activity on my spa, which is excellent.  I keep myself available for technical consultation, however this has been unnecessary … Continue reading

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The Fridge

I am warehoused due to rain and later will be abandonned.   The humane society is indifferent and the city doesn’t take advance orders.  I’d claw my way into the fridge but of course she did nails yesterday.

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Meals:Nails Index

Mercifully, I’m getting something like regular meals in my actual dish rather than in Everlasting Fun Ball.  Would that meals had half the clockwork regularity of nails, which, if skipped, would apparently rip a hole in the fabric of space-time.  … Continue reading

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