More Trials on the RVing Trail

I've been busy, busy, busy being a pill this week, so haven't had time to post my latest shenanigans. First of all, we had the darling little Shih-Tzu dogs next door, so I stayed busy keeping an eye on them. I even got to get out and prance around in front of them a little bit, although my he-person stayed on my tail (pardon me, my behind, since I don't happen to possess a real tail--only a little stub.) Little Lacie was so tiny and cute--like a powder puff with feet--and she finally came over to rub noses with me through the screen.

She came inside and waltzed right up to me and we sniffed each other, but then I lifted my front foot because I was afraid she might want to touch it, and jumped straight back. Then she made straight for my mouse. Eeek! A look of horror washed over my face as I watched her touch it, but her person told her no so she turned around and played with my bird hanging from the ceiling for a bit. As soon as she left, I checked my birdie out to make sure it was still all there. A boy can't be too careful with his toys!

I do believe I could grow to love Lacie given half the chance, but I don't know about sharing my toys. Maybe she'll come back to visit soon. Her older sibling, Mikko(?) and I got acquainted last year and he's just too cute, too, but he's almost as big as me and our people aren't sure how he or I might react to each other if he actually came inside. Hey, I'm a gentleman most of the time.

The next day the wind was howling again and I cried all over the place, trying to win some sympathy. But that wasn't all. My needs were being neglected and I wasn't about to shut up until I got some service!

My she-p. finally asked what was wrong, so I ran to the bathroom door and started scratching on it to let her know it had blown closed. Hey, I can't get to my potty if I can't get through the door. She opened it, then I promptly ran back to my food bowl and pointed out that it was empty. My she-p. picked it up and filled it, then asked if I needed anything else before she sat down. A little water, perhaps?

Harrumph! I shouldn't have to ask! What does a boy furbaby have to do to get some service around here? So you see what I'm up against here. Is it any wonder that I can sometimes be a pill?

Service, Please! NOW!

Shimmying and Shaking

The motorhome has been shimmying and shaking, rocking and rolling again. We had such heavy winds for two days and one night, I was plum skeered to death! I cried and kept my people awake all night long as the RV bounced around. I kept poking my paw under the covers and slapping my she-person's face to wake her up, but she didn't do much to calm me down. Wind is not my favorite weather.

Today is beautiful outside and the next few days should be very warm. The windows are open and I'm waiting for the door to open, too, so I can keep a watch out for the two cuties next door. There are two Shi Tzu's (hope the spelling is right) right next door and I love to watch them play. I'm not sure, but I might like to play with them. The little one is just a tiny little black and white puff-ball. Just my size.

I got new treats yesterday, although they're still the Greenies brand. When my she-p. opened that package of tuna tidbits I just about had a conniption fit. They smelled so good I couldn't wait to get at them. I almost swallowed them whole, and I could have eaten the entire package if my she-p. hadn't limited me to five. She reminded me that I'm on a diet, so only a very few treats come my way until I lose more weight. Hey, if I could get out and play with those cuties next door I'll bet I could run some weight off.

Purr-r-r-r.

Inky creates mayhem during the night

I'm a pooped furbaby today because I spent all night playing. I guess my people were sleeping soundly since I didn't get yelled at even once. My she-person did get up and fill my food bowl, but that was because she forgot to feed me before she went to bed. It rained all night long, so I guess that covered up the noise I was making as I created havoc throughout the motorhome. Too bad my people were too busy sleeping to play with me, but they saw what fun they had missed when they woke up this morning.

Several areas were laid to waste, including a dumped box of sweetener packets scattered all over the place. I also played with the birdie hanging from the ceiling, which IS MINE to play with, and finally went to sleep with it cradled between my furry front legs. I also managed to free the plastic light cover from an entry light near the floor by punching or scratching at it until it popped loose. My he-person spent several minutes replacing it and picking up after me this morning.

I'm grinning like a satisfied ape as I recall the damage I managed to create all by myself. To all you people who don't have a furbaby like me, think of all the fun you're missing!

Wow what wonderful weather here!

Golly, the weather is beautiful today! I'm so glad we're still here in Arizona, even though most of my people's friends are heading northward. Some of them will be wading in knee-deep snow before their part of the country warms up. Hey, I remember what it was like last year in the Northwest. I much prefer having the windows and door open so I can have my fur ruffled by the breeze. It also gives the neighbors plenty of opportunities to admire my handsome looks!

One day this week, the wind blew until it scared me silly. Hopefully that won't happen again anytime soon. My she-person told me we could be in North Dakota where it was flooding, then the wind was blowing, then it was snowing. Okay, Okay! I guess I've got it pretty good here, but North Dakota is where my favorite blonde (Lab), Dixie, lives and I would love to romp with her. She and her people are so good because they're the ones who fed me and talked my people into taking me in. My people called last week to make sure they weren't flooded out. They were okay, but they had been out filling sandbags and volunteering other ways to help the rest of the folks in Fargo.

I've spent all week missing my human auntie and uncle from California. It's so much nicer to have an audience for all my antics. When I get a roomful of admirers, believe me I make the most of it. I get between them and the door so they'll have to notice me, even if they're trying to leave. I can stretch my body out almost all the way across the room. Okay, that's a little bit of a fib, but I can definitely position myself so that no one can get around me unless I say so.

Life is good, purr-r-r-r . . .