Showing posts with label Pet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pet. Show all posts

Thursday, March 4, 2010

What Hamster?

Do you spy a hamster? Yeah, we can't seem to locate her either. Precious litte "Sassy" was delivered to us for safe keeping until her owner's return in April. Sassy is a marathon runner and saves her intense training for the early morning hours. But, it seems that Sassy has turned up missing, and she could be miles from home by now. We are highly suspect that some tiny hands loosened a side door and Sassy just strolled out in the middle of the night. I think this means we've bombed petsitting 101.

UPDATE! Sassy was discovered in the basement last night looking a little gaunt and startled. We're not sure how Sassy made it down there but it's possible that it was a wild ride and she probably suffered a headache at the very least. She nestled down in her pine bedding where she will probably sleep for days.

Other pet related news: Danner seems to have tangled with one of those black creatures that have a white stripe running down their backs. Pew Wee - he stinks!!

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Lost Dog - Lost Dog!

November 11th began with big plans and they all came crashing to a halt when our precious pooch, Danner, turned up missing in the morning. Sten and Scott spent several hours scouring the country for the absent hound. Milah and I were diligent in our vigil at the house, our eyes filled with tears and our bodies racked with sobs. Maren gave us both a curious look and said that "it is very hard to make yourself cry." Just after Scott and I finished hanging our "lost dog" posters at a few local places, we received a call . . . Danner had been found!! He had not been the delicious treat of a hungry cougar or the victim of a gang of vicious coyotes(as I had feared). No, he had somehow been shut in the barn and could not get out. Hmmm, hadn't thought to look there.

Old Mother Hubbard now has all her children under her wing and she has a smile on her face - aaaah! Oh by the way, I don't think we'll tell Sherman about that reward money that we posted for the return of our Lab - it was reward enough for him to open the barn door to a wagging tail.