Ozzy being cute

Ozzy is practicing his cute face. In his favorite chair.

"I can has cuddles?"

He likes big butts…..

If there was every any doubt, Ozzy is an ass man.

I was trying to take a nap and he decided to curl up on my butt. He's even gently cradling me.

This is not the first time he's done this. I guess my butt is a good kitty heating pad. It's warm and cushy. I just always wince and hope he doesn't decide to knead me. Those claws hurt.

The end of Kitty Porch Time

No more porch time for the kitties.

Today I took them out there for half an hour. It was a cool 68 degrees. Mojo was watching the wind. Gunnar was gnawing on leaves. And Ozzy was rubbing against the chairs and jumping on the window sill like usual. And I wasn't really paying attention. I was working on my grocery list.

And then I heard a thump, looked to the left and saw Ozzy hanging off the top of the porch railing. He looked like a grey blob of a tree frog splatted against the side of the railings. He'd tried to jump it and was too fat to get more than a foot high. I mean, thank goodness he's overweight or he could have fallen two stories.

I let out out a dreadful "No" and both the cats ran inside. (This guttural scream was low and sounded like the gasp you'd make when someone died. Really. I don't know where it came from and am not sure I've ever made a sound like it before). Mojo had to be ushered in. And that is the official end of kitty porch time. They have never tried that stunt before. And I won't let them try again.

I know Ozzy wants to be a wild cat, but that fall would be awful. At two stories cats can't right themselves. They get really hurt. I guess he misses the outdoors but I don't know what to do. I tried to talk to him and tell him why he couldn't do that, but he took off like a bat of hell, and clambered loudly down the hall like he does when he's angry. (Kitty equivalent of stomping or slamming a door.)

I found Ozzy downstairs cuddling one of my purple Asics and told him to please not try that again. I didn't want him hurt. And he didn't want to have surgery and where the cone of shame. I tried to make it up to him by playing with his green ribbon, but that ended when Gunnar decided to swat my hand instead of the ribbon.

Makeup cuddles with Ozzy after our fight.

Oh, kitties. So terrible.

Matt says they're terribly cute.

Impromptu Early Morning Playdate

Ted

It was 6:40 a.m. and dark out when I went to take Mojo outside. He immediately barked at the guy across the street standing on his porch. I walked Mojo in the other direction, when under a street light I saw a very fluffy dog.

"Is that Ted?" I called out.

Ted, the golden doodle, lives in our neighborhood and his mom and I have decided they need to be besties.

The guy with the fluffy dog did a double take our way, and either waved or said "Oh hi, Mojo." It's early. I'm not sure.

When I take Mojo out in the morning, I don't like to talk to other people. I'm sleepy, usually in my pajamas and am so not a morning person. I will make an except for Ted. He's just so darned cute.

Mojo hauls me across the street to Ted and Andy. Had I known I'd be sprinting, I would have put on tennis shoes instead of flimsy flip-flops. I'm sure I look crazy. The dogs circle each other and we try not to be whipped by the tangling leashes. And I try and walk Mojo in the direction of Ted's house so Andy can get to work.

The dogs are going nuts. Ted's trying to jump on Mojo, who's running around like a crazy dog. I let them play/walk for about two minutes and then we head back. Mojo was very happy.

So thanks Ted and Andy! I hope this was a fun way to start the dog's day.

Dog party

We had an impromptu dog party today. Mojo and Ted wanted to play and I asked our neighbor (who has a fenced in backyard) if we could just make it a dog party.

This is how it went down.

Teddy, Tonka and Mojo sniff each other.

Tonka (white) and Mojo play with a frisbee. 

The dogs were a little slow to warm up. They were sniffing each other but not playing like the crazy dogs we know they are. We tried throwing balls and frisbees and eventually they were crazy dogs.

Ted fearlessly defended his mountain (i.e. chaise)

Tonka showed off his fierce water-catching skills.

We tried to show Mojo how to use a doggie door. Maybe next time?

And then it was time to go. Mojo was a very happy dog.

Keeping me company

The kids all decided to keep me company while dad was working today. It's so cute when they're all in the same spot. But I was on my laptop and they all gathered around the bed. Love these guys.

Now if only, they could clean my house.