Dogz & Katz on the Sunshine Coast: Alpha Dog
Gobby kisses and much expectations of higher-than-average quality treats! I have sourced your Fitting Feline - because as you know, the dog is the human's best friend - i.e. we actually have friends, unlike some cats I know.
Also, I'd like to add that while I lounge like a pasha atop the pillows at the head of my master's bed, looking like a playdog centrefold because I am so devastatingly handsome, what with my one floppy ear cueing a debonair appeal in anyone who gazes upon me, That Cat That Lives Down the Hall is often shunted out the bedroom window in the middle of the night and left to make his own way to the frigid aluminum ladder placed there for that purpose. I find this exquisitely apropos, especially when I get to go in and out of any door I please, as many times as I like.
I even have a JOB, and frankly, am actually able to keep it. The only thing consistent about That Cat is his inconsistency. It is my job to chase squirrels when my master is mushrooming and I must say I am barking-well good at it. I might add that it is not the point to catch them, lest there be any misunderstandings. Of course, Master would prefer I find stinky mushrooms, but I can't see what's in it for me. She may say they smell like cinnamon candy, but I beg to differ. Mold is mold!! And mold is only good on REAL food.
Oh, and by the way, I don't beg. I have a superpower called the Good Dog Head Tilt, and since trying it out the first time, I've never had to beg again. I'm told I'm cuter than babies, but then again that's not saying much. When That Cat tries the Head Tilt he just looks stupid.
I'm happy to play alpha-dog to your Puter Puddy. Oh, and the other human with the Fitting Feline is called J.J. He is almost as funny as you, but not nearly as cute. He lives in Sechelt, with his wife and what else, A Dumb Cat.
This dog is needing his dinner, plus that pound of butter I'm hoping they'll leave on the kitchen table when they exit the room after dinner. Last night it was fish tacos, and though I heard them say the fish wasn't their favourite it tasted fine to me - though I have GOT to finish licking my lips before going out to sit with them. Duh.
- Mr. Muttonchop














