Mutts n' More

A Random Collection of Fur-Covered Happiness

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You've happened upon a place filled with animals so cute and furry (or not) that they can brighten anyone's day. Their stories are often touching or inspirational and are sure to make you realize how important the animals in your lives are. Enjoy!

If you're looking for something a little more real and down to earth, then stay and read about the life of a lesbian couple with 14 furry and scaly kids who are just trying to make it through life's craziness together. It has its ups and downs and twists and turns but one thing's for sure: it's never boring!

Totally Tubular Man!

Hi everyone. How were your days? Mine has been long and kind of hectic. I worked at 6:30 today, which is hard enough for me now that my sleep schedule got switched back to my old going to bed after 12 thing. Plus like I mentioned earlier, we had a stressful week so sleep was even worse than it would have been otherwise. Okay, and I must place some blame with how good Charmed is, too. We start watching and don’t want to stop and think “oh, it’s just one more!” all night long! Anyway, today was our bath day special at work. We had 32 dogs come in for baths today! 32! On top of the boarders and daycare dogs, no less. Now, I was lucky and didn’t actually bathe or dry anyone. I just tried to keep everything organized by checking in dogs, marking off when they were bathed and then crossing them off when they were done. I also checked them in and out on the computer and made up all of their invoices. Then there was herding all these dogs into different places around the building and making sure the non-social dogs didn’t attack anyone else. Oh, and let’s not forget trying to chip frozen poop off of the black top and cinder blocks in the play yard. That’s right – frozen poop. That chips apart and sends bits flying everywhere that some dogs feel are necessary to chase down. Not even kidding. Oh, and since everyone loves them, Remington and Browning were there again today and they’re just as cute as ever.

Okay, onto the introduction of the day. Jennifer so kindly decided for us that tonight was a ferret night! And so, without further ado, I give you Nate – as a baby!

Aww, the Little Rascal!

Aww, the Little Rascal!

Nate entered my life on May 10, 2006. He was a ferret from Petco. I know, I know – bad me. Anyway, he wasn’t really mine, at first, I guess. He was picked out by my non-ex girl thing (you know, emo-girl) and for awhile I didn’t want to get attached to him because I had learned how hard it is to split up pets when you go your separate ways. Of course, this is me we’re talking about, so I was in love within days. Little Nate had to stay by himself for awhile in quarantine to make sure the other ferrets wouldn’t get sick, but once he met the other boys, they got along famously. The other boys being Drake and Jingles – not ready to talk about Jingles yet (or his sister Echo for that matter). Nate has driven me nuts since the day I met him and he continues to do so to this very day. See, Nate believes that one cannot possibly eat food from the container in which it is deposited. No, instead it must ALL be dug out and scattered all over the cage level. Now besides it being a bit of a waste of food since some of it falls on the floor or is chewed up into tiny pieces which no one then wants to eat, it is also one of the most ridiculously annoying sounds to hear him tossing it out of his bowl. There’s the scraping of his claws on plastic, the scratch of ferret food against the bowl and the extremely loud sound of all those pawfuls of food falling a few inches to the floor below it. I don’t know how to describe it, just trust me – it grates on the nerves. And he knows he’s not supposed to do it either. When he does, we yell his name and it may stop for a second. Then he tries it again. This repeats until we actually stand up and move over to the cage at which point he jumps away from his food bowl and runs to the cage door and looks at us like he’s totally innocent. We’ve tried putting him in timeout, swatting his nose (with one finger, we don’t beat our children) and squirting him with water. None of it works. It is a trait he will have for life. Oh well, he’s our kid and isn’t driving your parents crazy kind of a requirement? We love him so much! And now for a picture of him more grown up…

Peeking Through the Bars

Peeking Through the Bars

AGH! I would rant about how hard it is to take good pictures of critters as mobile as ferrets, but that would take too long. This was the best I could find at the moment – at least out of those photos of just Nate. It will have to do. Besides, that just means we’ll have to do ferret videos some day!

I hope everyone continues to enjoy meeting the babies and likes the stories that accompany them. Also, someone else (Leigh, perhaps?) pick a number between 1 and 3! Oh, and tomorrow I work 6:30 to 6 so I’m gonna be dead when I get home so I hope I don’t disappoint anyone. >_< I hate Fridays.

7 Responses to “Totally Tubular Man!”

  1. Mac Says:

    So, the moral of the story is never go to Petco with you because you will end up taking home another pet? ^_^ Just kidding. And despite driving you nuts, he’s cute and innocent looking. Well, actually in the last picture he looks a little sinister. Maybe he is thinking about how much food he can get out of the bowl next time you feed him…

    I still want a ferret. If I ever go to Petco with you, I’ll be the one taking home a new animal.

  2. Ash Says:

    Oh man, if we took home every ferret we saw that we liked at the pet stores, we’d have 20 by now. And that would probably make me an animal collector, which would be bad. But, I could help you pick out a baby! That’d be great!

  3. Nikki Says:

    Hey, we didn’t bring home animals last time we were there! Oh wait… I did. But they were dead for Kendi so it doesn’t count. Blah. >.<

    Nate is such trouble.

  4. Jennifer Says:

    He looks so cute. I wish I could get one, but nope. No ferrets in California. My daughter was standing right here when I was looking at the pictures and now she wants one too… and a rat. We already have 2 dogs, 2 cats and a turtle.

  5. Leigh Says:

    Ooooh, I get to pick. >.< I pick three!

    I love weasels. Mine are bundles of naughty, though.

  6. Ash Says:

    Jennifer: *lol* Sorry I’m corrupting your daughter but I can’t make them any less cute. And what kind of turtle?

    Leigh: I think all ferrets are like that and we pretty much wouldn’t want them any other way. And thanks for choosing. After I get back from work tonight and hopefully pass out for a couple hours, I’ll get right on it.

  7. Jennifer Says:

    We have a red eared slider. My daughter has some serious turtle issues. She has turtles all over her room. She likes your blog too. I think you may have a new reader. :)

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