Today, I would like to tell you another story about my animals. Mo-Mo the kitty-O, Barney and Muffin. Barney is the Shepard outside dog that just absolutely Loves everybody. And he loves to be in the HOUSE! Muffin is my husbands dog, that quite frankly, I wish would die. She is 100 years ago, mean, ankle biting dog and has ruined carpeting in every room of my house. I had to pull up carpet in three rooms because of her. She hates me.
Last night Muffin got a hair cut. She is one of those hairy looking terriers. Rick and I had brand new cutting tools and put her on the foot stool and began to hack away. Just grabbing hunks of hair and cutting it off. By the time we got finished, we had enough hair to make a whole new Muffin. As soon as we let her down she took off to the bedroom. Rick and I laughed because neither one of us has talent in the hair cutting business. We thought when she came out of the bedroom, that it would be a horrible cut. But surprise,surprise. She looked pretty good. She really seemed to love the hair cut. She came bouncing out, relieved of her hair.
Now on to M-Mo- the kitty_O. Mo-Mo must have her food broke down in bite sized portions. We want to make sure she doesn’t choke. Mo-Mo loves the meat we have for dinner. If you put down a larger piece she will just sit there and stare at you until you break her pieces into bite size.
Now onto Barney. Today was cutting the grass day. It is a two person job. Not because of such a large yard, but because one of us had to distract Barney. He thinks the lawn mower is just a big noisy toy. As the lawn mower is cutting its path down the yard, Barney runs in front of the mower and jumps side to side, like “come play with me.” I have to be in the back yard to throw Barney squeaky toys. That’s the only way he will leave the mower alone. If Barney gets out of the back yard, he can open the doors if they are not locked, lever handles and could get in to the front yard, which he loves, and runs down the streets There is no fence in the front yard. The only way we can get him back is to squash his squeaky toys.