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Friday Non-Cat Blogging

April 19, 2007 | | Comments (28)

I can't really engage in Friday Cat-Blogging because the only cat around lives with the folks on the corner; he checks out the songbird menu through the fence, casts a jaundiced eye at the scruples jaundicely eyeing *him*, then splits.

I can't follow Maggie's innovative, cutting-edge lead on Friday Colon-Blogging; since I've never given a bunch of barflies a vertical smile, I just don't have the streetside plate glass window cred. I could probably get away with Friday Semi-Colon Blogging, though, since I've already used two of 'em.

But that wouldn't blow the bandwidth budget out the back door.

Soooo, I'll do a little Friday Non-Cat-Critter-But-Acts-Like-a-Cat-Blogging.

Meet Gaby, the newest scruple. A baby Tasmanian devil.

caption blown out by *oooooh -- how cute* chorus from the SBB

Ummmm -- okay, she's actually an Australian shepherd pup. But this is one of the few pix I got that doesn't show just a brown-tan-white blur. As far as acting like a cat goes, three seconds after I caught her tugging on the vegetation, she pounced my toes, popped a foot into the air, grabbed my leg with all four paws and started climbing.

Got to my knee and just hung there like Were-Kitty on the only pole in three states.

Or the only Pole in Eastern Europe.

More later. She just woke up and wants to see if twigs taste any different after dark...

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By Justthisguy on April 19, 2007 1:56 AM
Awww! Cute ki- er, puppy! Yeah, puppy, that's right!
 
By ry on April 19, 2007 4:13 AM
But it's only Thursday, Chief. Sheesh. Take him out of his heloflopter and he forgets what day of the week it is. ;>)-
 
By BillT on April 19, 2007 5:29 AM
Friday Non-Cat Blogging: It's *not* just for Fridays anymore...
 
By SezaGeoff on April 19, 2007 5:59 AM
Us Aussies are taking over the world! Pity you couldn't get a Tassie Devil, it makes the toughest dog in the street!
 
By Maggie on April 19, 2007 6:58 AM
That's quite the non-sequitur........me and a cute puppy. Two things that just don't go together.
 
By Murray on April 19, 2007 7:09 AM
A boarder collie has gotten involved in that mix by the look of it. Probably some damn Kiwi dog over for the shearing. Bastard Kiwis will get in everywhere. Hey SezaGeoff if your so damn hot at taking over the world you want to come and take over this frikken great tit shaped building we have in Wellington? Do what you like with the current tenants, we're sure as hell done with them.
 
By FbL on April 19, 2007 7:16 AM
Gaby may be just about the cutest puppy I've ever seen! I can't wait to hear more about her. :)
 
By John of Argghhh! on April 19, 2007 7:41 AM
Murray woke up on the wrong side of the world this morning, eh?
 
By Were-Kitty on April 19, 2007 9:03 AM
*sniff* I've been replaced.... BY A POLE-DANCING DOG. *sniff* Well, I suppose the doghouse at Chez Bill is a more fitting place for a dog to live than a feminine feline, but still! *sniff* I've been replaced! (Gaby is abso-frikkin adorable, SugarButtons!)
 
By Pogue on April 19, 2007 9:17 AM
We have a border collie/australian shepard mix (Fly) and a pure border collie (Whiskey). Don't worry, they calm down in about 15 years... Be prepared for repeated attempts to take over the world from her.
 
By BillT on April 19, 2007 9:38 AM
Jake is a Border Collie / Staffordshire Terrier (okay, okay -- Pit Bull) mix, Scout's a Samoyed / Black Lab mix, Muffy the Maleficent is an Eye-talian Bichon and Gaby's a purebred Ozzie. A four-wheeled boom-box came Corzining down our street Monday afternoon, saw me and the entourage down the block, promptly banged a U-turn and exited the 'hood postehaste. When we take over the rest of the world, we'll fetch everybody over for barbecued fettucine carbonara...
 
By Cricket on April 19, 2007 9:46 AM
I love puppies. I love dogs. Gaby is going to be wonderful once she knows you will whisper sweet nothings to her.
 
By John of Argghhh! on April 19, 2007 9:59 AM
A four-wheeled boom-box came Corzining down our street Monday afternoon A new entry for the Urban Dictionary.
 
By Barb on April 19, 2007 10:00 AM
Awww - she's a cute little imp. Welcome to the pack, Gaby! Aussie Shepherds are fun dogs - but definitely high-energy. She'll keep the scruple pack on its toes :-) Hmm - fettucine carbonara sounds good, although how you barbecue it, I'm not sure.
 
By AFSister on April 19, 2007 10:02 AM
Keith wants a Border Collie. Now I just have to convince the Cat Collective that Dogs are not always enemies worthy of the full furball terrorist act they usually hand out to pooches.
 
By BillT on April 19, 2007 11:22 AM
Cricket - She's already been whispered: "Pssst -- Gaaaaaa-byyyyy! Don't chew on the plant or I'll make a fuzzy mouse pad out of you, cutie..." Hiya, Sis! A Border Collie will definitely demonstrate the fine art of Herding Cats -- after the Collective observes the first couple of malcontents become squeaky-toys, they'll get with the program. Two Pekes from around the block tunneled under their pen and came visiting a month ago; Jake had them both back home within five minutes -- first time he'd ever herded other dogs and he had a blast. All the scruples are high-energy types except for Scout. But as the 115-pound Alpha, *nobody* over the age of two gets any slack. Scout's *quick* for a big gurl. Relax, Barb -- only part of fettucine carbonara that actually gets barbecued is the bacon.
 
By AFSister on April 19, 2007 12:06 PM
SB, if I ever do get a dog, you'll have to come visit as my Dog Whisperer. I have *no* luck with them.
 
By FbL on April 19, 2007 1:14 PM
"Pssst -- Gaaaaaa-byyyyy! Don't chew on the plant or I'll make a fuzzy mouse pad out of you, cutie..." That linked picture of her is even more adorable! What a beautiful puppy!
 
By Murray on April 19, 2007 2:30 PM
What you want me to start making sense NOW?
 
By John of Argghhh! on April 19, 2007 3:21 PM
Oh, heaven forfend, Murray. You wouldn't be you!
 
By Cricket on April 19, 2007 3:50 PM
That second pic...I am in love. Lost my heart to a wee girlie dog. Some day.
 
By sandman6actual on April 20, 2007 12:13 AM
Hopefuly your (*adorable*) little puppy doesn't turn out like mine did. Boomer: 1 year old, 105 lbs (*not fat, all muscle, I might add*), half Mastiff, half American Staffordshire Terrier, scared to death of cats, and dumber than a box of hammers. My dog. Pepper: 7 year old black cocker spaniel, does nothing more than leave black fuzzballs all around the house and on the furniture. Spoiled COMPLETELY rotten. The "boss's" dog. Sam: Long-haired persian cat, gold in color, with gold eyes. Sheds EVERYWHERE. Makes disgusting noises in middle of night. Feels the urge to crawl across my head to get to his preferred sleeping spot, between the pillows on the bed. Believes that he owns the house and permits us to reside there. Spoiled completely rotten. The "boss's" cat. Dusty: 8-year old gray cockatiel, meaner than a cornered snake, and can swear fluently in 4 languages. My bird. In her defense, I DID tell the boss I wanted a big, dumb dog.....be careful what you wish for, LOL...
 
By John of Argghhh! on April 20, 2007 7:13 AM
Heh. All of Sandman's critters sound like "selection in own image" for a Marine household... Dude, you simply *cannot* give us setups like that. I mean, c'mon, what about this: Boomer: 1 year old, 105 lbs (*not fat, all muscle, I might add*), half Mastiff, half American Staffordshire Terrier, scared to death of cats, and dumber than a box of hammers. My dog. Dusty: 8-year old gray cockatiel, meaner than a cornered snake, and can swear fluently in 4 languages. My bird. ...doesn't just conjure up the image of a... Marine?
 
By BillT on April 20, 2007 8:39 AM
...scared to death of cats, and dumber than a box of hammers. Naw. Marines aren't afraid of cats. Usually. As a general rule. Most of the time, anyway. Ummmm -- I think a Marine told me that...
 
By WereKitten on April 20, 2007 1:44 PM
Marines aren't afraid of cats. That's just because they haven't met *this* kitten. *purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*
 
By sandman6actual on April 20, 2007 3:01 PM
First things first: WereKitty: All I can say to that is "Here, kitty kitty, kitty......" John: I didn't realize I was setting you up so well, but thanks for the laugh, I needed it. Bill: You're right. The onliest thing this Marine is scared of is spiders. Creepy little 8-legged monstrosities that always seem to sneak up on you at the most inopportune times.....(*shudders*)
 
By BillT on April 20, 2007 5:52 PM
Spiders? Cute wittew oney-harm-a-fly *spiders*?!? Heh. You definitely don't wanna hear about my crawl-space encounter with the overly-territorial black widow last year...
 
By WereKitten on April 20, 2007 9:00 PM
*wink* if you're ever looking for me, Sandman... just look up. I'm the one with the faaaaabulously sleek fur coat, swinging from my chandelier, sipping a raspberry margarita, waiting my turn on the pole. lick...lick... lick....
 
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