Are You Awake?

Since I now have a cat and a dog, in the interest of fairness, I have to tell my share of cat stories. Ellie the Belly is a beautiful black cat that is 10 years old. She lives for dinnertime. This morning she woke me up at 2 AM wanting to be fed. She first tried patting me on the face with her paws. I can hear her best Sylvester the cat voice saying, "Hey Dan! Are you awake?"I threatened to pull all of the hair out of her tail. Ellie decided that she would try to make amends by washing my hair with her sandpaper-like tongue. Since I still have most of my hair, I thought it would be in my best interests to go ahead and get up and feed her. As it turns out, it was a small price to pay.

You Have Pop Tart On Your Breath

I believe my puppy Journey measures my days by what kind of food I smell like when I come home. One afternoon, I had spilled some white sauce from a Japanese restaurant on my hoodie at lunch, and he honed in on that as soon as I got home. I finally had to take my hoodie off and give it to her so she would leave me alone. The next day I had spilled some hot dog chili on my pants and she had a field day with that. I was too tired to take my pants off so Journey had to do the best she could do. One afternoon I had a pop tart when I got home and she smelled pop tart on my breath and I ended up having to put her up for a while so I could have some peace. Journey thinks if whatever I eat is good enough for me, it is bound to be good enough for her.

My Saving Grace

Once again, I have reached a time in my life where my animals have become my saving grace. In this case, it is my cat Ellie the Belly and Journey the Puppy, a brindle colored Yorkie/Scottie mix (I call her a "Yottie.") Before I go to work in the morning and when I get home in the afternoon, Journey crawls into my lap for some quality cuddle time and some snuggles. They both sleep with me and they make for good nap buddies. I do not know where I would be without them.