Icy is shedding and hunks of old hair is just falling off of her, especially when we pet her or brush her. The new hair under it is so white and soft and pretty. Maybe this is a sign that Spring is near!
Icy sings of Picasso and remembers her daddy Dusty Doggy who died last summer. She is the real Electra, she had puppies by her father. But that is acceptable with dogs, bringing out recessive genes. Icy was the only white dog in the litter, but when she mated with Dusty, all of her 8 pups were white like her.
Red will be seventy-one (71) on February 14. This is an old picture of her and Icy on the front porch. She wanted to go outside and sit for a while today in case someone walked past that she knew and wish her happy birthday, but it was too cold for her. She was always a very out-going extrovert personality with more friends than you could count, but now no one comes around and she just sits in front of the TV day after day. It's sad when we grow old.
I do believe he is two-timing us. He must have another household of humans where he goes and eats and then when they let him out he comes here to get more to eat. It was down way below freezing outside when I heard him wanting in, and he was very warm. That's why I think he is staying with other humans as well as us. Cats do that a lot. We haven't seen him in about two days.
Stevie went to the gym with Icy, and Terry said he should have gym shorts on, but Stevie didn't have any, so he wore just his underware. Well, the police raided the Spa and arrested everyone there. Stevie ended up in a cell with Koldair, who was very upset to be in jail because of the antics of a girly man!