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Little dog update.

Went to get him and couldn’t find him. :(

The dog catcher came to get him. So, it’s out of my hands now and Mom doesn’t have another doggy mouth to feed.

I was getting attached to the little punk, too. Local animal control guy keeps dogs at his house, he’s in a much better position to find the little guy a new home.

Oh well. :(

Vyx

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Ron said NO!

That little dog that has barked at me when I went to feed him for the last 3 weeks… well, he finally decided to make friends with me.

Came over, and rolled over on his back at my feet. Let me rub his belly. In OUR yard. Whoops.

Guess who my new little buddy is? Braves the Momma cats to follow me around like a shadow.

So, last night I’m holding the little guy and he’s being all sweet on me and I say to Ron… well can’t we…

Ron said NO. No more dogs. We already have 4. So I had Ron take some pictures and then I sent one to my Mom… and called her on the phone to tell her she had an email.

Mom said yes, even though she’s already got 7 dogs over there. I now get to buy flea control for all the dogs, that’s what I promised if Mom could take him. That’ll mean spraying the yards, treating the dogs, and probably setting off bug bombs in Mom’s house, too. I’ll let Mom do the bombing thing, but I can do the rest (even though I can’t really afford it right now, it’s the right thing to do).

My Mom really likes little dogs, and most of the dogs there are NOT little dogs. Puppy is a huge.. er, not a St. Bernard, but a dog that looks very similar. Then Bruno, the 60 lb foxhound mix. Leia, boxer mix, Tucker, pit mix, Daisy the basset hound, Silky the chow mix… and finally the little crippled pomeranian named Foxy. Little black dog is about 9 lbs, won’t get any bigger… That’s smaller than my rat terrorist who weighs in at 13 lbs.

Anyhow. The plan is to take the little dog over there tomorrow and see how it goes. If Smitty is totally terrorized by all the big dogs I probably won’t be able to leave him there with Mom. In which case I’ll have to find him another home.

For now the little punk is hanging out here… he’ll go home later to sleep, but only if cats run him off. Parks himself on one of our chairs when we come in the house. I hate to send him to my Mom’s but only because she’s got so many dogs that aren’t HER dogs already. I know she’ll love having another little doglet. Better yet… he’s an outside dog.

Will update over the weekend… in the meantime, here is a photo of a very unhappy looking me holding little black cutie….

Hugs,
Vyx

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Really aggravated.

The gal who lived across the pavement road from me moved. She has 6 kids, 2 dogs, and a bunch of chickens. Used to have a pony, goats, and rabbits, but I haven’t seen any of those for a while. She also has a cat, but probably doesn’t call him hers.

Anyhow, they all moved a bit over 2 weeks ago. Her oldest daughter came to ask if I would feed their dogs, but that they would be coming back in 2 weeks to take them.

So, I fed the dogs for 2 weeks. I had to take lots of food over, because the chickens are hungry, too. The chickens can fight the little dogs away from the food.

One little dog disappeared the first week. He was CUTE, and still a puppy. If I didn’t already have 4 dogs… but no. So I fed the other little dog, and the chickens with some dog food just to keep them from beating up the little dog.

Those people were home over the weekend. I went over to make sure they would take their dog. I was assured that they would.

They didn’t. I didn’t feed anyone yesterday, tonight the little dog comes over. I’m like dammit… that little dog doesn’t even like me. But I take some food and water over anyhow. The cat showed up too, and as usual wouldn’t let me walk away… that poor kitty showed up after one of our major thunderstorms last year, and all our YOUNG cats led him up to our porch… but the adults ran him off. He’s such a sweetie. Wants petting business more than he wants food most of the time. He’s always very grateful for foods and petting. Not one of my cats, just one that turned up and I’d be happy to keep him here if he’d stay.

I am so aggravated. I sent an email to the local city animal control guy, but we are outside city limits. The dog is adoptable, it’s small, cute and fairly young. The chickens, well… chickens should be able to find bugs and stuff to eat. Maybe the next people that live there will want some chickens. The cat probably won’t turn up if some strangers do… he’s surely adoptable though. Just not by me. I am so mad right now that if that gal turned up I’d go SMACK her. Grrr!

I know, I have unrestricted breeding of barn cats at my house… but all my cats live here and I feed them. I take care of my pets, I don’t just get a pet and then move and hope the neighbors feed it. What kind of person does that, anyhow? ARGH! Although that gal across the road DID accidently leave one of her kids one time, it wasn’t actually her, but a friend picking the kids up from school. Kids worst nightmare… the whole family is gone and you are locked out of your house.

It has been a crappy day. Work was a big mean grizzley bear and then I got home to find out that my sweet cat Tyler got run over. I’ve never seen him near the road his whole life, but I guess between me leaving for work and Ron getting home he decided to go out there. I’m gonna miss him. Sweet Tyler boy, big giant siamese colored cat, about 10 lbs of him. Lap kitty, even to the point of being a pest. I hate living near a road like this, when it endangers my pets. :(

Had to vent. Sorry if it’s all depressing stuff.

Hugs,
Vyx

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Somewhat better photos (yes, kittens again!)

Cute, huh?

Hugs,
Vyx

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Kitten photos

Not so great, with Mom’s feeding em and me having to use the flash…

First, Lucy with her 6 kittens. She has 3 “basement cat” kittens, so you can’t see much other than black… it doesn’t help that Lucy is mostly black, either, lol!

Libby originally had 6, but 2 have died for no reason that I could tell. So now there are only 4, and two of those are “basement cat” kittens, too! We are overloaded with little black cats here!

I’ll try and get better pictures tomorrow of Lucy’s kits… she let me haul them all out of the box and just let them crawl around the porch tonight! They are getting big and walking a bit better now. Poor Lucy, though, she’s constantly starving after feeding 6 young kits.

This is all I have time for tonight… enjoy the lousy photos! :)

hugs,
Vyx

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