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Welcome to the BOMB.

The Blog Of the "Mother" of Bandit.
Bandit is my Hairless Chinese Crested--he's the "normal" one. I, on the other hand, am unrepentantly "pet-crazy." You know the type--the spinster who lives in the haunted house three blocks over with 72 cats...okay, so I don't have 72 cats, and my house isn't haunted--but my dogs wardrobe is better than mine! Need I say more? :~)
I've never been consistant at journaling, so the timing of my blogs will be sporadic at best. I just hope they are as entertaining to you as they are to me; however, be forewarned: Most of my blogs will be about The BaldOne. In spite of his Don King "do," I think he's just as cute as any of the Brothers B!
Now, if I can just remember not to get him wet--or feed him after midnight...

About Me

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My bags are packed and I'm always ready to seek out an adventure with Bandit and Moggy in tow. Bandit is my thirteen year old Chinese Crested, who I frequently call The Bald One or The BaldOne Boy (like he was one of the Baldwin Brothers). Moggy’s full name is Pip-Moggy. He’s my two year old gansta-resuce kitty. I couldn’t decide between Pip (which are the spots on die and domino tiles) and Moggy (or Moggie when I mistakenly thought he was a she), so I combined the two. Moggy refers to the British term for "cat of unknown parentage .” So in essence, I have an almost bald dog, and I’ve named my cat “Spot.”

Fun Stuff (I'm doing now or have done)

  • Artistic Attempts weekly (alternating between Painting With A Twist, That Art Place, and Peniot's Palette).
  • Bunko with the Belton Bunko Babes monthly.
  • Participating in the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
  • Spades and Liverpool Rummy with the Spadetts weekly.
  • The Mighty Texas Dog Walk, Austin (fund raiser for Service Dogs, Inc--they train shelter dogs to be Service Dogs, then give them free of charge to people with disabilities.)

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Copy Catting

I thought when I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I might be able to do so in privacy since the FurKids stayed where they were.  However, they stirred and as usual felt the need to join me. It's a circus sometimes. 

Anyway, Moggy came in first (quite unusual), walked a circle, and left. Soon thereafter Bandit arrived with nose to ground, walked the same circle, and left as well. He appeared to be tracking Moggy which was comical since there's only a small area for the FurKids to be. 

Bandit returned to the bathroom, placed his front paws on my knee and stretched his back--this is what he usually does as soon as he enters the bathroom--no matter how long he's been up and running around. It's like his bathroom ritual. But then Moggy came in and did the very same thing. He's never done that before. Usually, he hops up on my lap on his way to the sink. 

I realized both of the FurKids are copy catting each other and I got tickled--to the  point I couldn't stop laughing. 

It was funnier at 3am. 

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