Even though there are 5 people in this house I am the one the dog and the cat follow around. If I go into my scrapbook room the dog is usually right behind me and the cat will be along in a few minutes.
Today I went into my bedroom to do something and, feeling light-headed, I laid down on the bed for a few minutes. As I was laying there I heard this weird noise. Finally I figured out that it was my dog laying next to the bed and hitting the door frame with her paw from time to time. I just had to smile. Next thing I knew the cat had hopped onto the bed and, after sharpening her claws on my clean laundry (which still needs to be folded) she comes over and starts head butting me for 'pets'. (Soon after the boys came in and threatened her with their dart guns so she beat a hasty retreat.)
Right now the dog is sprawled in the middle of the living room floor about 3 feet from where I'm sitting. As I sit here, though, I have been quite amused to watch the interaction between my kids and the dog in just a few minutes time.
First, Miriam comes to give me a hug and jumps over the dog (something they actually have been told not to do, for fear they might land on her and cause damage) barely missing her and causing her to start and raise her head to see what's going on.
Then Joshua comes out, barely missing the dogs nose as he walks by, and plops down on the couch. Just a moment later Miriam comes out again and stands next to Joshua to look at the book he is looking at...standing just inches from the dogs nose. And does the dog move? Nope, but she does begin waging her tail (while laying on her side), just happy to have them close to her - one of the things I do love about this silly dog. Finally both kids leave to get ready for bed but Henessy remains, sprawled out in just the same position.
A few minutes later Miriam came out again, in her PJ's now, to show me something very important in her coloring book, and as she walked away she stepped over the dogs face catching the bottom of Henessy's jaw with her toe and moving it slightly. Not to worry, our dog is unfazed by such things and continues to remain sprawled in the middle of the room!
As for our cat, she gets dragged out several times a day from whichever hiding place she has chosen just to be carried around for a few minutes, which usually involves showing her to me and then she is let loose again before she becomes too agitated and starts to scratch her way free. She is also required to accompany Miriam to the bathroom whenever Miriam deems it necessary that she do so. Henessy used to be required to do this (and let me tell you, our bathrooms are really not big enough for that) but she has mostly been off the hook since we got the cat. That may explain why Henessy usually comes and lays down practically on my feet when Miriam calls her, though!
These things just make me giggle. I must say...I love having pets. And kids and pets are just an unbeatable combination. Few things in life can bring greater entertainment!
Here is the cat, under fire!
Here is Henessy wearing Isaiah's shirt.
And here is a shirtless Isaiah wrestling with Henessy.
Here is our cat, who thought she was safe on top of the cabinets in the kitchen but she did not take into account that my children are little monkeys and nowhere is safe! Lol!
Now I am off to clean the cat box before I retire. Did I say I liked having pets?