And we interrupt the healthy living/recipe posts for a brief interlude of CUTE PETS!
First, the gatos. It’s been warming up a lot here in Phoenix (that’s an understatement) and, since we’re trying to save money and it’s been dry outside, we’ve been using the swamp cooler (AKA evap cooler) a lot. As you may or may not know, swamp coolers work the best when you have a door or window open, so that the hot air in the house gets pushed out by the cool swamp cooler air.
Well, let’s just say that not all of our windows have screens (I know, I know, that’s one of the first things we’ll be fixing this summer!). And Blake, unlike me, thinks that ALL THE WINDOWS must be open to have a truly cool house, so he goes around and opens windows even though I tell him a) no screens b) flies will get in the house and c) we have crazy kitties.
I’m sure you see what’s coming next, right? Oh yes… the Curious Case of the Escaping Kitties time! Unbeknownst to me, Blake had opened the window in his office fairly wide, although not wide enough for a kitty to get through (so we thought.) By some stroke of luck, I had left my phone in Blake’s office and went to retrieve it when I saw our fat kitty, Izzy, sitting on the bench, looking shady.
This wasn’t typical behavior for Izzy– she’s usually our ‘sweet’ kitty, the kitty that comes when called, that purrs and meows and loves to be petted and around people… but yesterday, her squirrelly-looking face made me look twice– and who did I spy sitting RIGHT OUTSIDE the window, on the ledge? MADISON!
Knowing that she would run away if I made any sudden moves, I called Blake and told him calmly that Maddy was outside. He understood immediately, and went outside and gently called Maddy’s name, all while slowly moving to grab her. Luckily she took his ‘nice Daddy’ bait and came willingly (like I said, she’s not our ‘sweet’ kitty).
Our cats don’t speak English (we’re working on it) but I could tell for the rest of the night, Maddy was annoyed at being caught. Her one shot at freedom, cruelly taken away because Izzy can’t keep her poker face (nor could she get her fat butt through the small window opening). Oh well, the bright is that we caught her and she’s safe, and now Blake is beginning to understand that windows without screens should NOT be open. Training the boyfriend is a slow-going process…
And now, Molly! Nothing exciting to report about her– she’s still our crazy puppy. We took her to the dog park at 6:30 AM yesterday (yes, on a Saturday!) because, again, it’s crazy hot outside by 8 AM. She had a great time, although she did get beat up a little by a giant 11 month old Great Dane (11 mos. and it weighed 155 lbs…. what?!)
She also has her own precious way of coping with the heat:
My Dad got her this great bed (he spoils his grand-puppy) and she absolutely loves it… but when it gets too hot in the house, she compromises by doing something like this. I don’t know how she finds it comfy, but someone she’ll sleep like that for an hour to two… go figure!
Hope you all are enjoying this lazy Sunday!