Thursday, May 31, 2007

Beasties



We share our house with a number of critters: one Dog, three Cats, and a Burmese python. The Dog is half basenji, and half (we believe) chihuahua. He looks something like a basenji, with little round bulbous chihuahua eyes, but unlike a basenji, he has a loud and annoying bark. As he gets older and more senile, he used this bark more and more often. He drives us completely crazy and we completely adore him.

The three cats are all black and white, but one (the Evil Cat) is more white than black. He HATES the two other cats. HATES HATES HATES them. They make his blood boil. He wishes them dead (after preferably a miserable torturous death.) For this reason, we must maintain cat apartheid. At all times, we have to be aware of where the cats are and make sure that the Evil White Cat does not end up in the same room as the black cats. If he does, there will be a fight, and it will be a horrible thing. Speed Racer puts up with this daily disruption only because it is necessary to me to have cats -- even if they are Evil. Thank you Speed Racer! The picture above is of the Evil Cat playing Godzilla in Speed Racer's North Pole Village.

The python belongs to Second Son. It eats rats, and the less said about that, the better!

3 comments:

Unknown said...

Pooky says her grandma has a dog with bulbous eyes...and he sings too. But not as much as our two who will let off like soprano fire engines at the first sign of any instrument being about to be played. This includes pianos, harmonicas and recorders as well as larger instruments.

Our three felines live in blissful harmony (most of the time) especially since our old lady cat passed on to better things. (you know...up there where the salmon, tuna and sardine rivers are bordered by green fields full of baby mice). On dark nights, however, and sometimes on sunny mornings, the ginger tiger patrols the stairs and corridors. The dogs live in terror of this hateful beastie.

gotta go - pooky wants her lunch.

MadeMarian said...

Hi ccpdppr,
My mother's dog sings -- he is a long-haired chihuahua, and is terminally cute. Do your dogs inhibit the playing of music, or do people carry on regardless? Second Son quit the saxophone years ago, in part because of the dog "helping" with saxophone practice.
You are very fortunate to have peace among the felines.
Say hi to pooky!

Unknown said...

I'm Pooky. Pooky says hi.I know a.AHHHHHHH!!!!!!! BEDTIME !!!!!!!!!!! ! BYEBYE