Dogs and Cat Toys

I think Skywalker is becoming a cat. First, he's been eating cat food and now, he's playing with cat toys. It is really funny to watch.

I have one of those laser lights. You know the kind. The ones that make the little dot on the floor or wall. Anyway, I start playing with the new cat, MiLady, and where's Skywalker? Following the light on the floor. He's leaping at it, jumping on it, barking and snapping at it with his mouth.

What is going on? I thought he was a dog?

Then, I buy a toy fishing pole at the pet store with a catnip mouse on the end. I start playing with the cats and what happens? You guessed it, Skywalker joins in on the play. I wonder if perhaps I should get him his own little playmate?

My pretty dat...

Being the mother of an American Eskimo is never an easy job. These little guys can get into more trouble than a two year old.

Skywalker is no exception.

I get a call at work from Cheryl. She starts the conversation by saying, "Do you know what your dog has done?" This is going to be bad. He's only MY dog when he's done something wrong!

"No, babe, what has he done?"

"He's crawled through the cat door and eaten all the cat food in the basement!"

Uh oh! If Skywalker can get through the cat door all on his own, how will we ever stop him from eating the very expensive cat food? (Mr. Mann is diabetic and he needs special food.)

Man, what'll happen next?

Smiles

Updates...

Sorry I haven't posted in quite a while, but things have been hectic around here. First, Mom's car broke down. She had a rental for seventeen days and then da boys came by for a visit. When they visit, they bring Satchell and Mitzi. Man, I get no rest then! Those boys never sleep!

And, we got snow!

Here are some pictures.























Talk to you soon!

Skywalker