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7/15/15 Hello, Again! Chit-Chat Blog

Woof! I’ve been away for a few days, and I hope I’ve caught up with everyone’s comments and good wishes.

The Young Human Jamie is doing very well and barely limping. This could be because he got “spacers” put in between his back teeth in anticipation of getting braces next Friday. (“Brace yourself!” he says). Mom says the brain can only handle so much pain at once and that is probably why his foot feels better. She is going to take him for another X-ray before school starts. Just to make sure everything is up to snuff. Speaking of school, Jamie got his Chromebook for his Sophomore year, and he is very excited not to have to carry so many textbooks. Makes back-to-school a bit easier, I guess!

We’ve had a spate of rotten weather, and today was nice enough that I was able to lie out and relax a while:

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Mom said my collar was looking a tad shabby so she got me a new one, red with reflective paws. I like it! (Picture to follow).

Mom and Jamie have continued cleaning and organizing things. (Mom says, “Vanessa, my cabinets are still a wreck – !” whatever that means.) Today, they took a bag full of dog goodies to the Animal Welfare League, where I used to live, and a large bag of donations to the St. Vincent de Paul Society. This is in preparation for Mr. Bourke coming with his friend tomorrow to paint the front hallway, where Mom and Jamie cannot reach. Naturally, I will be in the crate as I cannot be underfoot with the big ladder being out and all.

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No, you are not seeing things. Zeus the Fiat did not shrink, nor did a 50-foot feline grace our driveway. Jamie was out with his remote-control car, and this “swamp kitty” moseyed over to check out the little apparatus.

I’m in the house with my new collar on, and Mom looked out the window and exclaimed, “Look at that cat!” I’m all, “What cat?” Because I had a good spot on the couch, you see.

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I finally got off the couch to check out the kitty, but it was sashaying away, back to the swamp.

Foiled again!

Jamie had a pool party on the (only) other nice day we’ve had. I was a good girl and behaved myself, although Mom and Dad kept me mostly in the crate so I would not jump on anyone. But I hardly cried, mostly just observed what was going on, and soon Mom had me outside on the tether. Then she and Dad played some “Frisbee”, and let me tell you, I love that game. I am very good at snatching it up out of the air. We played for a while, then it was time to take the kids home.

Mostly, it’s been a decent week. I even got a visit from Laurel and her young human today. I’ll keep you posted on the painting project. This should be good.

Woof! Love, Maggie

3/4/15 Chunkster

Dear God, this winter NEEDS to be OVER. Mom took a full body photo of me and I am losing my girlish figure! I’m turning into a total chunkster!

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Just look at that neck! And that belly! We are supposed to “spring ahead” this weekend (I don’t really understand Human Time), but I don’t think the weather knows it. I could use a long walk in the woods to get some of the weight off.

Dr. Craig is going to shake his head and tell me I’m not a “5” at the rate I am going, so it needs to warm up!

It’s been quiet the past few days. I’ve been keeping my eye on the Cat Sanctuary from the window (I have a spot underneath the computer desk) and, for the first day or two, the cats stayed away. However, I spotted one of the black and white ones sashaying out of there today. I barked to alert Mom and she said that made her feel happy.

Mom was really excited because she was looking for sunglasses in Zeus and she opened up one of his compartments that she hadn’t been in for a while, and while she was rooting around, she found some old CDs that Erik made for her. So she’s been listening to some older mashups like Rihanna/Deadmouse, Christina Aguilera/The Riddler, and Nicki Minaj “Va Va Voom”. We had a lot of frisky play to the music, and as a matter of fact, I came barreling down the stairs with a toy in my mouth when I streaked between Mom’s legs, went into a headlong skid, whacked my ribs on the floor, and cracked my tail against the wall. Mom tweaked out, saying, “Oh, girl, are you all right?” but I just got up and kept running because, well, Mom threw the tennis ball.

I think I’d better get my nails clipped so that I have better traction in the house.

Woof! Love, Maggie