The new grass will be installed on Tuesday, so today Mom and Dad have been testing out the new "sprinkler system" to make sure that we'll have good coverage for watering the yard. I think the following video will demonstrate what a good helper I am.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Look what showed up in our front yard. (We wouldn't sit the right direction for the camera, but at least we're sitting, right?)
Mom and Dad wouldn't let us dig in this huge mound of dirt, which seems so wrong. Instead, this machine was allowed to carry the dirt from the front to the back and spread it around. The machine is called a Dingo and I'm pretty sure it's related to the machine that Huffle found in her garage a few weeks ago. Unfortunately, Huffle, the Dingo did not bring your parsley pot to our house.
We will keep you posted on the hard work that Mr. Dingo is doing in the yard.
Steve and Kat
Monday, August 24, 2009
Along with the destruction of the Siberian Clubhouse, Mom and Dad have been spending every free moment out in the backyard working, working, working. I seem them pushing the wheelbarrow all over, so that gave me an idea.
Hey, Mom, can you give me a ride here so I can pretend that I'm in the movie Titanic, at the front of the boat?
She said that she couldn't even push the wheelbarrow full of rocks, much less the addition of me on top of the rocks.
I tried looking cuter, but that still didn't get me anywhere.
I guess with humans, you have to do all the work yourself. Never stop pulling, my friends, otherwise the other end of the leash might not go anywhere!
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Previously on Washington Woos:
Gasp! The Siberian Clubhouse was torn down and fed to an evil hungry buzzard. Readers were outraged. Amici, in particular said, "We thought the clubhouse was so cool. Did Kat and Steve just not use it enough??". What will happen? Why was the Clubhouse destroyed?
Now on Washington Woos:
Last month we showed you how we had been trying to dig under the clubhouse. The fact that we were intently trying to get under the clubhouse, combined with the fact that Mom found three dead baby mice in the yard, made Mom think that there was a mice nest under the clubhouse. Since the only time we ever went into the clubhouse was to chase Wilbur into a corner, Dad decided the clubhouse had to go.
What's interesting is that when Dad finished tearing out the entire clubhouse, guess what he found under it? A really cool Scooby Doo ball! Not a single mouse. So now Mom and Dad have no idea where the baby mice are coming from, but Mom says as long as they are just in the yard, she guesses she won't worry too much about it.
Now about that Scooby Doo ball. It's the most fun ever! It doesn't even squeak, but I love it to pieces. Mom and I played a little Scooby Ball in the yard.
It's just so fun to pounce on!
So there you have it, the story of the Siberian Clubhouse. To be honest, I haven't missed it. Now I have more room to get up some really fast zoomies along the back fence and I have a new Scooby Doo ball.
PS. Speaking of Amici, he's going to get his new human puppy today or tomorrow, so we want to wish him and his family the best! We're sure Amici will make the best big brother any human's ever had.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Remember our cool Siberian Clubhouse that we posted about when we first moved into our Seattle house? This is all that remains of it.
That's right, nothing! Here are all the bits and pieces of clubhouse that still are around, but they just don't have the same soul as when the pieces were in their former clubhouse shape.
Wondering what happened to the clubhouse? Well, this thing showed up and ate it.
Apparently the buzzard really was very hungry to eat an entire clubhouse. And you know what else? Mom and Dad fed it. That's right, they put pieces of the clubhouse into the buzzard and those pieces were never heard from again.
What should we do about it?
Steve and Kat
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
The other morning, Mom came into the bedroom to get dressed for work and here's what she discovered (excuse the unmade bed).
Kat, cuddling with her ball:
Me, doing my favorite legs hanging over the edge:
Wilbur, being whatever cats are:
That's right, we were all sleeping in harmony.
We better not let that happen again.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Star and Jack sent me a note yesterday asking for help:
Star & I are not feeling too well. Mom says our poo isn't right, & we're not eating & just kinda tired. She hauled me to the v-e-t. (I had to go for shots anyway). We think we should consult with woo about this, after all, who knows more about sibes than another sibe?
Woos & a-roos,
Star & Jack a-roo
Star and Jack, I sure hope you start to feel better soon. It's no fun being lonely, but it is sweet that you loved Moon so much.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Last week when we posted about Mom's birthday, several of you left comments about whether or not we were going to get any cake. Mom's favorite cake is chocolate, so we didn't think things looked good for our cake chances. This is the cake that Dad bought for Mom:
Once we saw the cake, we were almost positive that we weren't going to get any. It was covered with chocolate!
Here's what the inside looked like:
Guess what though? We got some cake! Mom is so well trained that she cut a slice of cake for us, then removed all the chocolate parts!
Here we are waiting for our slices. (Excuse our eyes, the flash does that to us. We weren't really sleeping.)
After waiting nicely, Mom said we could dig in.
The cake was delicious! The only thing missing was some ice cream.
Steve and Kat
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Thanks to all you pups who voted for us in the Cutest Dog Contest! Steve was awarded Most Handsome and Kat was runner-up in the Cutest Purebred category. Mom picked up our prizes the other day and here's a video of us opening everything.
Note: This is the first time Dad used the video camera. He's a little zoom crazy!
Steve and Kat
Saturday, August 8, 2009
It's World Cat Day, so without further ado, I give you me!
Curled up on my mom's lap:
Hiding in my tunnel:
And chilling outside:
Despite what I've heard some of you claim, it is not World Kat Day, so don't even ask for pictures of the girl furry beast. (I gave you her in the background of the first picture.)
Thursday, August 6, 2009
A while back we told you that Dad gave Mom a video camera for her birthday. It was actually an early present since her birthday was yesterday. As a gift to Mom, I decided to put on a really good show for the camera with my new toy.
Sorry the video is so long. Mom couldn't decide what to cut out to make it shorter. She thinks I'm so cute and would hate to deprive my fans of my cuteness.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Steve & Kat
PS. We'll return to our regularly furry programming next time.