We finally got Buddy to play with a DOG TOY. Hooray! He already broke the squeaker and chewed it to pieces so I'll go tomorrow to find a more durable toy. I played with him a lot this morning so he's all tired now and just wants to chew (this is what I got a clip of). This morning he was pouncing on the ball repeatedly like this Spoiler and it was the funniest thing ever. He usually just follows me around and mopes all day, but gets really excited when it's time to go outside or when I pull out the treats for tricks. I'm glad we've got another inside activity for him to get excited about now (especially since the dog park is off limits since he almost ate that little poofball last month. Literally. He thought it was food and someone had to catch him).
It's been a while since I've posted a picture of Argus. This is his favorite spot to sleep while I'm playing xbox.
You have to put him on <a class="postlink" href="http://www.dogshaming.com" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">www.dogshaming.com</a>. Some of those pictures are hilarious.
No joke, this is how he always snoozes when we are on our computers. It's either his foot, or his snout, or his tail. One of those things is always touching the wheel to his chair and he ALWAYS gets run over and ALWAYS acts offended. Time to wise up, puppy dog.
My little man! Spoiler Now if he would just stop knocking down his gate and pissing on the sofa while we're at work. That actually will be something I want to ask my fellow dog owners about...I'll return when I'm sober enough to give details about the situation.
So, I know that this is probably an impossible question to answer since most of you are unfamiliar with my apartment, but I figured I'd try anyway because stranger things have happened thanks to this place. My cat hides his toys really well. Except, he doesn't just stash them somewhere and then go get them to play with later. His toys just keep disappearing, never to be seen again. He came with a whole army of these small little colorful mice, and I've gotten a few toys for him that are gone by the next day. I was kind of offended at first - but it seems to be the more he likes them the more likely it is that they disappear. I've tried what I thought would be the obvious places - under my bed and under the couches/chairs in our living rooms and have done a couple of general sweeps of the apartment, but I can't fucking find them. Have any of you had something similar happen and then find a stash of toys in some weirdo place? Is there some kind of common place cats go to to bury their treasure?
Have you tried any high places like on top of the fridge or in or on top of any high cabinets? The ex had a cat that would hide all kinds of shit on top of the cabinets. The woman was really pregnant so it became a daily ritual to check the space between the cabinets and the ceiling for dead mice, kids toys, cat toys and washcloths when I got home from work.
''Hi mom! I ran into the bushes and ate the feral cats' food and when you finally caught me, I came inside and burped tuna in your face. Aren't you happy to see me?"