(We made it!)
On the 12th day of Christmas my true dog gave to me…
twelve paws unwrapping,
eleven nights-a-waiting,
ten stolen ornaments,
nine socks-a-hanging,
eight paws-a-prancing,
seven melting snowmen,
six trees-a-decorated,
five tasty treats!
four reindeer antlers,
three outside cats,
two tired dogs,
and a climbing cat in a pear(less) tree!
Here’s wishing everyone and their pets a very Meowy Christmas and Happy Howlidays!
You may have spied in Day 2’s post a picture of a little cat helping us hang Halloween lights out in the front yard. Well, it seems it really wouldn’t be Halloween around here if we weren’t introducing our newest family member. While I know it may seem that we’re introducing a new member of the family practically every year, all I can say is think of the quote by John Lennon, “Life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans.”
Yet it’s always around this time of year that we get adopted by another pet. Even though i often question who really owns who, we’re definitely grateful that they picked us as their humans. And this is definitely the case of a little black and white cat named Socks.
Socks was a feral, neighborhood cat that we’ve seen around for a little over a year now. Of course, being adopted by George two years ago, Shadow not long after, and then by Binx last year (all of who are pampered inside cats now), and taking care of Fluffy, it’s habit to set out cat food on our porch. So, it was no surprise that the food attracted other neighborhood cats. Yet, then we met Mr. Socks…who decided that he was going to stick around.
Believe it or not, Socks officially adopted us after we took him to our vet to get neutered and vaccinated. Once we brought him home after his procedure and released him out front, I guess he decided he loved us even more, and is always around. Weird, I know.
Still, now we have this little black and white cat that is definitely the scariest cat on the block, figuratively of course. He loves accompanying us anywhere we go out front, whether it’s walking to the mailbox, our cars, or just across the lawn when we’re watering the plants.
What’s especially endearing about Socks though, is his relationship with Rosee. They enjoy talking to each other through our front (metal) screen door (or rather he hisses at her and she lets out a small bark in response). It doesn’t matter that she’s about 75lbs and Socks is about 10lbs, he’s not about to let a silly dog be the boss of him. He really has absolutely no fear when it comes to the pups. To be fair though, I think Rosee actually appreciates Socks acting as a sentinel out front. Really she just lets him think that he has the upper-hand.
He’s also very good at meowing at us to let us know he needs a treat. I think he’s just practicing his trick-or-treating skills for Halloween.
On the 12th day of Christmas my true dog gave to me…
twelve pits-a-smiling,
eleven frosted cookies,
ten socks-a-hanging,
nine nights-a-waiting,
eight paws-a-prancing,
seven tags-a-jingling,
six cats-a-meowing,
five tasty treats!,
four reindeer antlers,
three christmas trees,
two striped gray cats,
and an amazing new cat tree!
From our family here at Play Hard, Bark Often to yours:
Happy Howlidays, Happy Pawlidays, Purry Christmas, and a very Merry Pitmas!
On the 12th day of Christmas my true dog gave to me…
…twelve (kitty) paws unwrapping
and a Georgie in a pear(less) tree!
We hope everyone, humans and animals alike, had a very Happy Howlidays!
–From all of us here at Play Hard, Bark Often
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