The bed is more than roomy enough for all three of them, but these two puppies don’t know quite what to make of the cat. I’ve never had a cat this calm. If Robbie and Peep both try to use our queen-sized bed, they’ll fight. I used to think they’d grow out of that someday. They haven’t.
P.S.–I got most of the Christmas tree ornaments taken down and put away today. Another hour would’ve finished the job, but I didn’t have it.
And our vacuum cleaner is broken. Oh, fap…
Living indoors with humans requires a lot of flexibility. Puppies have to learn how to use stairs. As you can see, it isn’t easy. And it helps if Baby Dog has a big dog for a teacher.
How many dogs would be asked to turn in their badges over this–fraternizing with rabbits?
My wife said to me today, “What’s the matter with you? You sound like Jacob Marley’s ghost.”
“I feel like Marley’s ghost,” I said.
Either a puppy or a bunny would knock me out cold–and it’d do me a world of good.
Demanding equal time, a spokesdog for puppies insists that they can stampede every bit as well as kittens, and offers this video as proof.
Can you count the puppies?
Yes, you have the count the one who doesn’t get it.
We’ve all seen a mother duck lead her ducklings to wherever she wants them to go. But here someone, somewhere, got their signals crossed and the ducklings have locked on to a puppy as their mother figure. Do they expect him to lead them to the water?
The pup exhibits some sheepdog-like herding moves. The ducklings follow him wherever he goes. He can’t get away from them.
Domestication is… weird.
I kept trying to count the puppies, who kept moving around, so I don’t know–8? 10? That’s a mighty big litter. None of my pet mice ever had ten.
Then there’s this cat. She can’t tell us what’s on her mind, but it sure looks like she wants a turn with these puppies.
Well, everybody loves puppies…
This French bulldog puppy is named Ubi, possibly after the great Ubi-Wattakef XIX, king of what is now Switzerland but used to be something else.
Dog and cat zoomies–are these the product of imagination? I think they are. But what the dog or cat is imagining remains unknown.
These two little characters won’t stop fighting. And puppy teeth are sharp! You could put your eye out.
Enter Mama Dog to lay down the law. You’ll be surprised by how effective she is.
I’ve never seen a puppy act up like this. None of my lizards ever did, either.
But wait–maybe there’s a reason for this foodophobia. Maybe this dry dog chow doesn’t taste good. Maybe the pup had been led to believe he’d be getting something else.
How’s he supposed to know it’s just a squeaky toy, and not some weird creature from another solar system? But that doesn’t hold him back from attacking the Unknown! This, my friends, is how civilization gets done. I guess.