Thursday, December 24, 2015

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, everyone! We are now in Los Angeles visiting my aunts and uncles and cousins. And there are puppies too:

There is my sweet 17 year old, Scruffy and 

dear Manny.

I will have to get a picture of Fluffy the black cat tomorrow.

9, Chani, Sheamus Popoki and Popoki are being taken care of by Jan back home.

We wish you all a very Merry Christmas and hope you have a happy and safe and lovely holiday.

Thursday, December 17, 2015

A little peace of Heaven

Having all three sleeping in my lap or on my legs... This is my version of Heaven

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

In which Chani snoopervises making the bed

Chani: One of my favorite times is when Mama Marlene strips the bed and changes the sheets. I always help her out  by making sure all the sheets and blankets are properly furred.

Looks pretty good here

Oop, missed a spot. Let me get that for you.

Not done yet.

Give me a minute. I am double checking everything.

Ok. All clear!

Nice place for a lovely stretch. Purrrrrrrr

Thursday, December 10, 2015

Thursday tidings from the Chan-Chan girl

Mama Marlene calls me Princess Grumpy Pants quite often.

Can you blame me when she puts ridiculous hats on me?

Well, I am still her best clothing model. Here I am helping her with sizing and styling. She isn't using pre-made patterns when she sews us outfits. She is doing it all on her own with very little sewing training. She is way too stubborn and impatient to actually take classes these days.

As well, such is life.

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

New Friend, Penny the Siberian Husky!

Many years ago, when I still lived at my parents' with Q who came before, I would house sit for my friends, Pam and John. Well, actually, I was dog sitting. In the beginning, there was Conan, a giant Husky and Natasha, a tortie cat full of tortitude. Later, Sonia, a rescue Husky came along and it was always fun to be with these two pups. Natasha would usually hide from me. Although, she did use me for heat once on a cold night while I was sleeping. She would have gotten away with this secret brief moment of tolerating my presence if I hadn't woken up in the middle of the night to find her resting comfortably between my legs. She left as soon as I woke up.

 At any rate, years passed and dear sweet Conan, lovely Sonia and standoffish Natasha all crossed the Rainbow Bridge and took a small piece of my heart with them. Sonia passed earlier this year. After a number of months grieving, John told Pam, "Pam, it's time we adopted a dog." Pam replied with, "Well, what good timing. I've been looking at BASH."

And that is how Penny came into their lives.

Hi everyone! I'm Penny. Originally, I was called Penelope, but my new parents thought Penny suited me better. I'm a smart, pretty 3 year old girl. Marlene thinks I have the best eyeliner.

Now, although I have been trained really well - I sit and come when called and I'm ever so gentle when taking food or treats from the humans' hands - I've got a bit of separation anxiety. You see, I just love my dad and I can't bear to be apart from him. I love my mom too, but not like my dad.

So, Marlene comes over and takes care of me when my parents need to go out to a wedding reception or a silly birthday dinner. She takes me for walks to help me out with my anxiety, but I still miss my dad horribly. I'm so happy when he comes home!

One silly thing that I do is I kind of do this low growl or mooing like a cow when I get hugged or kissed or getting petted. It sounds like I'm angry or about ready to attack, but no. I'm just lowing. Sometimes I do that when I'm enjoying the attention I'm receiving. Sometimes I just do it because I want to. Now, I'm not too fond of being hugged and kissed, but I am tolerating it. Dad says I have to get used to it. I guess I can try. 

Mom is trying to train me to ring the bells on the door like Conan and Sonia who came before. Apparently, that was their way of signaling they wanted to go outside. Honestly, I think she needs to just listen to me.  I indicate when I want to go out by gently singing the song of my people and wait by the sliding glass door. Why do I need to ring the bells? Humans!

Here's my curly tail. Marlene thinks it is just awesome. "Such excellent curl", she says. And it's pretty funny when I wag my tail according to the humans. I don't quite understand why they think it's funny. It is just my tail and it looks like a vibrating poof ball when I wag it. I think it would be rather cute instead of funny. Sometimes, I just don't understand the humans.

So welcome to our little blog, Penny! We are so happy you are here with us!

Shameless Sheamus shows off

On Manly Monday

As does 9

And Sweet Popoki

Shoot. This didn't publish last night so I am a day late. Ah well

Wednesday, December 2, 2015


Unfortunately, the human had to be in the selfies... But, we still love her.

No, Chani is not pleased.

9 doesn't mind. 

Sweet Popoki is ok with it too. 

And Mama Marlene took care of a bunch of kitties this summer. First up, Kazi who she has posted before.

Kazi's sisfur, Buddy

And a new friend, Shiro

Tuesday, December 1, 2015