Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween from Mojo.

He's sporting skulls and cross bones for the occasion. It's the closest I can get to him wearing clothes. (He's too big for pet costumes and any pet clothes I've found. His chest is too deep even for a XXL. He does fit in my tank tops though.)

Sunday Morning cuteness

This is what happens most Sunday mornings. I get up early. Matt sleeps in. The kids take full advantage of the empty space in the bed. Look at them snoozing, sharing a space.

Katie's curled up by the pillow. She's the queen of soft spaces.

Mojo's at the foot of the bed, snoring away. Gunnar's curled up with Mojo. They're even holding paws. ♥

I love seeing them all together.

Mojo's new football

Mojo got a new football on Monday. He loves it. He loves to jump up and catch it in his jaws.

And he's surprisingly good at it, makes it look easy.

He likes me to give him a few tosses before I leave in the morning. He'll stand in his ball-throwing spot, smiling, wagging his tail. It makes him so happy.

Here he is action. (Look how easy it is for him to pick that thing out of the air):

King of the Laundry Hamper

I'm not sure Gunnar's ever met a laundry basket, box or hamper he didn't instantly have to hop in.

The other morning I was in the bathroom, and he was rolling around on some towels that needed to be hung up. When I came back in the bathroom, I didn't see him. I thought he had left. Until I looked down and saw the tiny hamper I keep my handwash in. It was overflowing.....with cat.

So, here's my little king of the laundry hamper.

His majesty will see you now. 

Dog Park Sunday

Another Sunday at the dog park....

Mojo's friend Jpeg came and livened up the party.

Jpeg's dad is a photographer and he is not afraid of cameras.

Mojo and Jpeg sharing a stinky ball on a rope toy.

Cody and Jpeg.

Hi Cody. Thanks for bring me the ball.

My boys

These are my boys: Mojo and Gunnar. They are best good buddies. They hang out all the time. Gunnar comes and gives Mojo kisses every night. They even have a nightly bathing ritual where they lick each other.

They  play flight. And occasionally it gets a little rough. Mojo will step on Gunnar or bite his head. Gunanr will sink his claws into Mojo's snout. But I suppose it's all in good fun.

I never knew a dog and cat could get along so well.

Mojo cuteness

Leaving for work in the morning is always a little sad. Mojo gives me his best puppy-melt-your-heart-depressed face. So recently, when I have a spare minute or two before I have to leave, I play ball with him. I'll bounce his favorite orange ball, and he'll jump up and catch it. Then run around the coffee table a few times wanting to play keep-away. Repeat.

I don't always have time. This morning I hadn't made my lunch and I couldn't find my shoes. But instead of doggie-depressed face, Mojo was wagging his tail in the spot I usually bounce his ball from. It was too cute, so of course we played for a few minutes. It's a few minutes of fun for both of us.

Quiz

What did Mojo throw up today?

It seems like one of our kids is always blowing chunks. But the question is, what did Mojo throw up today?

A) Kibble

B) Unchewed large pieces of treat 

C) A paper towel

D) All of the above

If you guessed D, you're right. Mojo needs to learn to chew up his treats and Gunnar needs to stop giving Mojo paper towels.

Thanks for playing.

How rude

Me: Mojo, can I have a kiss? ::leans in::

Mojo: BURP!

Thanks, buddy.

I can has hamburger?

Matt's been on a hamburger making spree lately. Needless to say, the kids are quite happy about it.

Waiting for a bite. Gunnar is supervising.

Look at those eyes

After having a bite. How cute is that tongue?