Day: January 7, 2007

Meouw. Denice calls me squeaker, because she thinks I squeak, but I don’t. I meouw. I am a healthily-built cat (some would say portly or even fat) that has chosen to let Denice look after me. I guess I have to live with Henrik looking after me, too. And they do. They feed me and they pet me, mostly when I want them to. I have also decided that they can sleep in the big bed as long as I can sleep there, too. They are warming me up very nicely.

That brings me around to one of my main interests. Or maybe I should say two of my main interests. That is sleeping (number one) and eating (number two.) The latter has the effect that I occasionally have to run in and out through the cat flap a lot.

I have also decided to let the dogs use the cat flap when they need to (although in their ignorance they call it a doggie door), because if there is one thing that is worse than dog poop in the garden it has to be dog poop on the carpet. Yuk!

I am a beautiful dog, and I am the one keeping an eye out around the house. I might not have any pedigree, or know exactly how old I am, but I’m definitively the one who keeps watch. And Bill, don’t say anything. I was keeping watch.

I really like the company of Denice and Henrik. I know I sometimes drive them nuts by wanting to be around them all the time, but I can’t help it. They are just too nice.

I am, and have always been, a trail dog and I love going for long walks, especially in a park or in the forest where I can run around and chase squirrels.

I am a beatiful Blue Heeler, also known as an Australian Cattle Dog. I am the one who has lived with Denice the longest. That is 16 human years, or all my life.

Me and Denice have had a lot of fun experiences through the years, and I still like to hang around her. However, our social patterns have definitively changed, and if you want my opinion I think that she has become a bit strange since I went blind and deaf. But that’s people for you. And if anybody says I’m snoring they are lying. I don’t hear a thing.