oh brother! or chawlee bit my finga!

my name spartacus.  i got a little brother! his name is Charlie as in - boooooorrrrrriiiing!  but he's not boring like his name.  he's either a lot of fun or really annoying, but he's not boring.  but i can't complain cause i picked him...

after Kitty went to kitty heaven (we hope) i was moping around and things weren't the same. so one day my mommy said, "Why don't we go to the SPCA and look at puppies.  Not to replace Kitty - we can't replace her - but now that she's gone she can't be terrorized by a puppy and we were thinking about adopting anyway and my handsome boy [that's me] is sad."

so we piled into the long car and went to the Special Place for Cool Awesomeness.

this place is like the dogtor's office except you get all the smells without the bad stuff and peepole leave your butt alone.  i met a couple of puppies and this one puppy seemed ok to me.

i had to play it cool though, you know? i wasn't sure what was going on and why i was meeting puppies so i left it at sniffing rears and alpha dogging it up a bit.

then after they took that one puppy away my fambly started talking about which one they wanted! i'm like wait, what?! what's gonna happen to me?! is this a trade up for a newer model?! was i only around to entertain Kitty?!

it turns out we were bringing a puppy home with us in ADDITION to me. whew.

so the big puppy came home with us and my fambly started calling him "Charlie"  and the funny thing is he started answering to Charlie right away.

he was really shy at first, but he acts more like a normal puppy all the time and the best part is that now there's someone else for my daddy to yell at besides me.  and next to him i look like a saint.

he's fun to play with, but i have to yell at him sometimes when he doesn't know when to stop. i got someone to yell at! he's my little brother.

                                                            this is me and Charlie

is that my rawhide?! Charlie!! gtg!!!


p.s. from charlie,

life is good! i gotta pee! can i have that?!

goodbye kitty

my name spartacus.  a few days ago my kitty died.  she was a meanie, but i loved her and i'm gonna miss pestering her.  i'm gonna miss her hiss and the way she batted my nose.  i think she kinda liked the attention, but she had to be cool about it.

her favorite peepole in the whole house was my little big sister, Cookie.  Cookie is the one who brought here outta her shell.  she didn't wanna be bothered, but Cookie bombarded her with love until she came around and stepped out a bit and showed us that she could actually purr.

she was extremely old. like 112 or there a bouts.  she was adopted by mommy even before she married daddy back in the olden days before anybody was born.

thank you Aunt Maria for taking care of us while my fambly was away and thank you for the flowers for kitty.  kitty liked you (as much as she was capably of that emotion).

she also went by other names (mrs. cravats; karisa, etc...), but "kitty" is what stuck. and when someone said, "kitty" to her she would say, "meow" cause she liked her name. goodbye kitty. the house is a little less of a home without you here.

                                          kitty with daddy