Pablo wants his bone, but it seems that his big brother -- and I do mean BIG brother -- is holding it hostage. Is Pablo the little cow-chihuahua brave enough to try and get his bone from his Doberman buddy?
Watch and find out (meanwhile, I'll be heading to the post office to figure out how to mail Pablo 100 bones of his own!)... ;)
It's the ultimate furball showdown! In one corner, we have Gabby the cat. She's one year old, and has home-cat advantage. In the other corner... Squeakers, the new guy. He doesn't know how small he is.
Who will win?! I won't give it away, but let's just say it's a happy ending...
Yay! It's Two Cats Tuesday again! This is my favorite day of the week on the Cute. :)
Today you get to see Pimp and Moo in action -- eating treats! I don't know about you all, but my two babies love their treats, specifically Greenies. But they're very particular about how I "serve" them.
You see, before Moo came along, I'd just pile a few on the floor and Pimp would chow down happily, purring all the way through. But now, with Moo the Menace around, I have to feed them right to their little mouths, one at a time, to make sure that they each get their fair share (otherwise Moo will bogart the whole pile and Pimp -- poor thing -- will just give up and resign himself to not getting any).
Anyway, this "one at a time" passing out of treats lends itself to some extreme cuteness. Moo knows when it's his turn (or when he thinks it should be his turn again), and makes his move...