My cat is a Demon…. I am 100% convinced……

Her name is Pixie Dust. Solid black. Loves to be petted until you pet her and then she attacks. she bites me, scratches me and destroys my office. Shas chewed through my speakers, my pencil sharpener charger, my diffuser charger and she throws things and I mean throws things off of my shelves. Pixie takes her solid water bowls (I have switched four different ones) and she turns them over. The picture here is of her trying to jump up onto the top of the 55 gallon tank. (She did by the way).She then removes the rocks I put at the bottom to keep her from over turning them and I wake to water all over in the mornings. she is a mass of destruction. My hand is currently bleeding where she bit me as I petted her. Did she get advice from the neighbor dog on how to terrorize? hahahaha. I LOVE her dearly but my gosh, this cat is mean. Well, just a bit of humor for us today to try and ease the anxiety. But yes, the cat is real and she does do all of these things. I think the dog Lucifer is her brother from another mother. lol

Lucifer the dog I loathe is a welcome relief from all of this Chaos…….What? Did I really write that?…

As some of you know by now, I have a neighborhood dog I call Lucifer who is mean. Mean and super mean. A chihuahua. Yeah. that is right. A tiny bundle of pure terror. He makes animals hide, birds stop singing and people in our neighborhood run for their lives. he WILL bite you if he gets free from his leash and catches you. He WILL attack anything that he can, including leaves, grass, and well you get it. ANYTHING. I LOVE animals but I do not like Lucifer. We are arch enemies. He terrorizes me and my family. The outside cat. He seems to thrive on catching me off guard. He breaks of the cute little leashes his sweet little owner buys who, by the way, adores him and say’s he means well but he is just protective. No honey, he is just mean. lol.
However, I never thought I would ever, ever say this but I almost find joy seeing Lucifer right now because it is a normal amidst all of the Chaos right now in the world. where we do not know what to expect with all of the other things going on at least I can count on the dog. He hasn’t changed. He actually made me laugh yesterday when I looked out my window and saw his owner walking him. He was fine until he spotted the large pebble or small rock, whatever, on the sidewalk and off he goes. He attacked the demon rock and tried his best to to no avail to destroy it until his owner calmly walked up and took it from his mouth and then gave him a treat. Soooooo, thank you Lucifer for the laugh and for the fact that no matter what. You. never. change.

Lucifer is back… making his neighborhood rounds…..

Yep. Good old Lucifer, the tiny terror that plagues our neighborhood. They went on vacation so we all had a reprieve but hi there. He is home now. Again patrolling on his leash and waiting to bite our ankles or pull us down maybe like a zombie waiting for the kill. lol. This dog has no words for how mean he is. Yesterday he was chasing after the poor cat he happened to see sitting on a porch while his master/mommy was trying to reign him in. For such a small dog he sure is strong and often breaks off his leash. I wonder how much she spends on those in a year. So, haha, welcome home Lucifer (my name for him, not hers). We all look forward to more terror as you stalk us. With love (and fear and shaking hearts) we are in awe (not) that you made it back safely. In reality we hoped maybe she had found you a new home. hahaha

Lucifer (the dog) got loose today… Yep.. he broke the collar… and we all ran. hahaha

Some of you may have heard about the neighbor dog Lucifer. A Chihuahua. The picture ( I had to borrow one of the net because there is no way I am getting close to that dog) but it is close enough to show his reign of terror.
Soooo, we had a beautiful breezy day so I decided to stroll around the neighborhood. I was really enjoying the stroll and started back home when I heard it. THE BARK. Coming towards me. I see Lucifer (my name for him) in all of his 3 or 4 pound glory coming right for me. I must have looked like a maniac in my mad dash to get away from him. Running sideways and through bushes, one of which I jumped. By this time I am two houses away from my home, out of breath, terrified and about to collapse but determined. very determined. Right about the time he gains on me, aiming his little needle teeth for my ankles, I hear his owners sweet melodic voice calling her baby. It gave him enough pause for me to dash to my door and slam it in safety. A few minutes later she is knocking, minus Lucifer. She apologizes, explaining once again how harmless he really is. I was nice. I told her it was fine as I am still gasping for breath and closed my door. hahahahahaha. All things said, I LOVE animals but I hate that dog. That dog is determined to get me and half of the other neighbors who cringe when we hear him out and about. Needless to say, the squirrels were quiet, once again the birds stopped their chirping and I could have sworn I saw a leaf with a look of fright on its face. I think I may move. haha

The ever Curious Cat….

This cat just loves to check out everything! It is so very funny to watch him. He came from a stray mom and ended up staying. He will not let me pet him but he will gladly take the food and get near me. He is so fun to watch. he leaps in the air trying to catch butterflies and just anything he can leap up for. He runs trails through the grass when he chases a lizard. I named him Argon. The curious cat.

My dogs are big babies, my cats are destroyers and my parakeets keep having babies. I have my own farm with domesticated animals……

My older pup, Buddy, is my constant indoor companion. My two outside shepherds, too big to live inside but well equipped with outdoor housing and shade and an abundance of toys are big babies. They love mommy and daddy and we can play for tow or more hours a day and walk them and they still want more attention even though they have almost an acre of free roaming space and each other. My cats are like mini monsters. They love to break, destroy, tear apart and well, actually just turn anything that is within reach into a shred of nothing. And then there are my sweet parakeets. They had two babies to my total shock and surprise that grew and came out of the nesting box. Well, now two weeks later mama bird is back in box so I assume more babies are coming. If nothing else, my animals fill me with love and daily surprises! have a great day fellow bloggers!