Happy puppy

Tweaks in particular was chillaxin’ on the chair near the patio door when the puppy unfortunately snuck up on her (with all the stealth of a tank on gravel) and she did one of those cartoon bolts that was impressive in execution. Feet scrambling for all they’re worth she flew down the hall and didn’t stop until the crash landed into the trunk in the foyer. We didn’t see her any more that night.

When I wiped the tears from my eyes from laughing so hard, I took survey of the house and saw the sole brave soldier ready to face any danger – Cheney. His particular mix of dumb and brave must be seen to be believed, but he loves people, dogs, cats, velociraptors and there’s no one better suited for shattering stereotypes about cat behavior.

He followed the poor dog around all night long – squawking at the top of his lungs and he sure had a great deal of things to say.

Where you do, I go

He engaged the dog in a fist fight – he lost.

I'll eat you

And when the dog was totally worn out from this insane cat chasing him all night – he passed out too.  It was more excitement than he gets in a month, after all.

Can I sleep now?

Who sleeps like that?

P.S.  Please forgive the crappy photography, but did you know animals move? Non-stop? And it takes way more skill than I have to snap them good photos. This camera hides a lot of sins, but it can only do so much.