It snowed again yesterday and is so cold today (with more snow due in tonight and tomorrow) that we didn't go to the bark park. Mom did get not only her claws done yesterday (something called the french look) but had a massage. Her knees hurt so bad last week she could hardly stand it. The massage lady said she needed to eat beets (she had those for dinner last night) and needed to get some flax seed in her. The lady also said she should eat liver but mom wouldn't go for that (I love liver- mom should have let me eat it!)
Mom also got me something called a doggy pillow bed for nights I sleep inside. It has a nice red plaid top. I wouldn't get on it. Dad took it out to the living room and put it where I usually crawl under his legs. I laid half on and half off it. I'm just not sure I like it. It is so squishy, not hard like the floor and not firm like my straw in my outside crate. Dad says he will continue to put dad smell on it until I get used to laying on it.
Mom got some new sleepy pants this weekend. She really likes the Mutt brand with the dogs and cats on them. They are her favorite at home thing to wear.
Mom also got the FURMINATOR on Ebay and it arrived. She did a preliminary run at me and was astounded at the amount of loose fur she got out of me. She tried it on my long haired kitty sib Worf and squealed with joy. He has a lot of loose undercoat during the winter that usually ends up in mats and needs to be cut out (usually at the vets). She got out a couple of handfuls with just a few strokes and Worf was even purring (he doesn't do that for a slicker brush or comb). She is so sold on the product.
Mom is pretty much better but dad got sick last week. It was a fast cold. He stayed home Thursday and Friday from work and slept a lot and took medicine and got over it quick. Man it is hard keeping your people healthy in the winter! Everyone in this household is totally sick of winter. The highest temp it is supposed to get next week is 40 degrees F. With the temps in the 15 degrees F range at night, mom doesn't want me staying out. She is afraid that my arfritis will get worse. Last night I woke up dad about 3am to go out. I just couldn't stand being inside any longer.
Well- I hear the rattle of little cheese crackers in a bowl so am off to investigate.
C-K-C (begging the big dog to let winter be over)