Tuesday

Tex, Rock & Rosemary -- all 3 playing the "You can't see me if I don't look at you" game.  Cats have this uncanny ability to make you feel extremely insignificant, even though you know that their very lives depend on you, and you know that they know this too.

Monday

Tex did his usual "See if you can find me" this morning.  It's so funny - cats are usually so smart, but everytime he hides, he always goes to the same place - behind the curtain - and sits there perfectly still.  And I always go and pick him up, and he gets this really defeated look on his face like he can't believe I found him.  Rosemary and Rock are just happy that their food bowl is being refilled, and they come and greet me everytime I come in.

Stosh sniffed his way all the way down Midnight Pass Road tonight.  It seems EVERYTHING had an interesting smell that had to be investigated.  But he made up for it when he gave me a high-five in the elevator!

Ivana - what a friendly kitty!  I don't think I've ever met a calico cat that was so social!

And finally, last but certainly not least, Bentley.  What an awesome dog!  I can't wait to start petsitting for him.  I may have to come by on days I'm not walking him to get my daily dose of lovin's...

Sunday

Rex hadn't eaten all of his food from last night, but it was mostly gone, so I added another scoop to it this morning.  He doesn't appear to be much of a morning person, so I let him out to potty, which he did.  This afternoon was a whole 'nother story:  Rex was awesome today!  He got down on his front legs in a "Play with me!" stance, so we rolled around on the floor and played "I'm Gonna Get Your Ears."  Then we took a short walk and enjoyed the afternoon sunshine.

Molly & Kasey were playing an interesting game of tag in the backyard this morning, but when I tried to join, they just jumped all over me, so we rolled around on the grass for a little while, then we came in to eat breakfast.  Kasey took over Molly's dish when she looked away for a minute, so I put a little chicken in her bowl, too.  Molly took her meds like the good little girl she is.

Enzo & Bug.  What can I say?  People actually come to their windows to watch when they hear Enzo squealing.  I'm glad we are such a source of entertainment for the whole complex!  I have started warning people who are also out walking their dogs that Enzo will squeal if he sees their dogs, and to not be alarmed, it's just his thing.  People laugh and don't believe me, but I just tell them "OK, see for yourself."  Then their dog comes into view, and Enzo starts, and the other dog owner's jaw drops.   They usually walk away scratching their heads.

Ah, Stosh.  Such a loving dog.  He's so soft and warm, and he walks so nicely.  And he pushes me to walk a little farther each day, without dragging me down the street.  I look forward to coming to see him each and every time!  See you tomorrow evening, Stosh!