Much has happened in the pet world, since last I posted. We got a new puppy back in August, a yorkie-maltese mix named “Zuzu”. (was “Karma”…yuck!). She was 6 months old at the time.
In November, Bear, our ten year old Silky Terrier, got cancer of the spleen. We had it removed at great expense, and he did great for a while. Then he died in January.
Sadness for a couple of weeks, then my wife found a dog on Petfinder.com, and persuaded me to drive out to Yankton, South Dakota to pick her up. We wound up with 2 1/2 pounds of 9-week-old Silky Terrier-Poodle mix, who we renamed from “Jenna Lynn” (yuck again) to “Peanut”.
The dog wants to eat the cat food. He’s been running to the end of the upstairs hallway, and barking at the bowl of cat food that sits on top of the small bookcase. When I yell at him, he trots into the bedroom and starts eating his own food. Annoying.
