Hello everyone! It’s your favorite dog blogger, back after a long absence!
Now that my parents have finished blathering on about all kinds of things that I didn’t get to see in Arizona and Utah, I thought it would be time to catch everyone up with the important stuff….me! Although I enjoyed my time in warm and sunny Arizona, I’m happy to be back in Wyoming. They have grass, and lot’s of it. Arizona has a little too much sand for my liking. And they have these tiny, nasty little plants with prickers that kept getting stuck in my paws.
We arrived back at Luton’s Teton Cabins in Moran, Wyoming on May 4. The weather was cold and rainy for most of that month, but has steadily improved. My parents are here to work, and I’m here to run around, off leash, on 100 acres of grass! Here I am in action….the cabins that my parents work at are way off in the background (I’m not allowed in them).
And once we round the corner of the property, we get to look at this view every day!
Since we didn’t go back to Wisconsin this year, my parents had to find a new doctor for my annual wellness exam. They found a nice place in Jackson Hole, Spring Creek Animal Hospital. The doctor was very impressed with my overall health, and said my heart and lungs are very strong! It’s all that playing and running around that I do. I haven’t had any problems lately from my back injury. The doctor wants to have my teeth cleaned, however. After 12 years, I guess I could use a little cleaning, but my parents are worried about the anesthesia, given my age and petite size. They haven’t decided what to do.
I did make a new friend here in Wyoming, a tiny bald kitten named Butters. I’m not sure why he’s bald, and I’m not sure why they call him Butters. My mom thinks he looks like Yoda from Star Wars.
Butters parents (my parents co-workers) were going home for a family event for a few days, so Butters stayed with us for five of the longest days of my life! When they first brought him over, I was not too happy about sharing my home with him. Then my mom walked in with his food…yummy! I tried my best to get at it, but I was shut out. And, Butters gets canned food twice a day…I only get canned food once a day. Darn cat.
Apparently Butters was not happy that I was trying to eat his food, as he got revenge on me by sitting in front of my own dog food.
No matter what I tried to do over the five days, Butters wanted to join in, whether I liked it or not (mostly not). If I sat at the door watching outside, Butters joined in.
I like to relax on my mom’s lap with a blanket in the morning when she is enjoying her coffee. Yep, Butters joined in.
I was okay with this at first, but when the bald cat decided he wanted to crawl under the blanket with me, well, you can tell by the look on my face I was not happy!
Even when it was time for my canned food, exactly at 5 pm, Butters wanted to help me out. I finally had enough of him, and growled, so my parents had to pick him up and keep him away while I was eating. Nobody messes with my canned food!
When I tried to play with my toys, Butters kept butting in (maybe that’s why he’s called Butters?). You can tell by the look on my face that I’m not happy.
don’t mess with my toys!
I don’t understand cats. What’s wrong with just sitting on the couch to look out the window. Why do they feel the need to hang on to the window instead?
And what’s wrong with this picture? Sheesh! It’s my house, my bed!
It was a long five days, but I survived! Stay tuned, I hope everyone is doing well!
Quote for the Day: “In ancient times, cats were worshiped as gods; they have not forgotten this.” – Terry Pratchett