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Saturday, November 11, 2006
mr. lamp shade
The cat has a play mate.
On thursday we got a dog named "Ernie." I don't like the name, I tried to get it changed to "Xena" "iolas" "Leo", anything but Ernie. Unfortunately I'm the only one who craves the change. Anyway, Ernie is a fox terrier mix, two years old, he's just freshly out of surgery to remove a stone in his bladder, and he's currently walking arouond with a lampshade attatched to his head. *giggle giggle* I give him trouble for it.
Not as much trouble as it's going to be getting him and Hurcules to get along. Hurc is already used to the fact that we have a dog in the house (one that is small and wiry that happens to wear a sattelite dish) but Ernie isn't so ready to make nice. Hurc minds his own business, doesn't agitate the dog in any direct way, but Enrie goes and sniffs poor Hurc out. Not that my kitty isn't smart enough to be high away from the dog, but it's got to be unnerving to have this dog terrorize you everytime it gets the chance.
So we have incorporated the spray bottle technique. When he growls and barks at Hurc, he gets sprayed. I think it'll work. It's too bad that Hurc doesn't have claws to show Ernie a thing or two.
Firefly
@ 7:35 PM
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