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Momma here~in case you ever wondered how Dobbie sleeps….always touching me, as close as he can get….and sometimes he eve...
08/06/2026

Momma here~in case you ever wondered how Dobbie sleeps….always touching me, as close as he can get….and sometimes he even holds on to me….😂❤️🐾

“This is my pool here at home. It is so fun! I am wearing my new purple life jacket and I learned to swim from the dock ...
08/06/2026

“This is my pool here at home. It is so fun! I am wearing my new purple life jacket and I learned to swim from the dock to the steps and back! This is different from the creeks and streams. Mom said that yellow and green thing was a stick. It’s not a real stick. But, it’s okay to be wrong.” 🍊💖✨

Sunday, 6:07amI awoke this morning with the emotional energy of Indiana Jones watching the temple door close behind him....
08/06/2026

Sunday, 6:07am
I awoke this morning with the emotional energy of Indiana Jones watching the temple door close behind him.
Readers the treasure behind that door was breakfast
Sunday had arrived and my humans were attempting something they call a “lie in.”
Personally I find the entire concept offensive!
At 6:08am I entered the bedroom and immediately found Mum and Dad still asleep, the confidence was extraordinary.
So I began operations my first target was the bedroom mirror.
Now personally I wasn’t looking for trouble.
I hopped onto the dressing table and caught sight of a black and white cat staring directly at me.
Readers this cat looked incredible, Immaculate tuxedo, strong jawline, excellent posture.
I nodded respectfully
He nodded back
Professional courtesy 😼
Unfortunately when I leaned closer he also leaned closer.
Interesting very interesting.
For several seconds we simply stared at each other then I reached out a paw.
He reached out a paw.
I still don’t know how he was doing it.
Mum opened one eye, “Felix stop fighting yourself”
Mother please this is an active investigation 😾
Having established dominance over the mirror cat, I moved onto phase two Dad!
The man was asleep on his back sounding like a tractor idling outside a village hall!
Now personally I noticed something immediately, one arm had escaped the duvet.
Interesting I approached carefully, then I collapsed onto it like several kilograms of unresolved breakfast concerns
Not enough to wake him, just enough to make things inconvenient!
Dad attempted to move his arm.
I moved with it.
The arm moved again.
I moved again.
Readers for several minutes we became involved in a bizarre, half asleep tug of war neither of us had agreed to!
Eventually Dad opened one eye saw me lying on his arm and sighed, then closed his eye again.
Weak leadership 😾
At this point I felt stronger measures were required!
So I climbed onto the headboard behind Mum and balanced carefully, then began slowly patting her hair.
Just gentle little baps
Bap
Bap
Bap
Like a tiny furry life coach checking she was still committed to the day 😼
Mum immediately buried her face deeper into the pillow, “Felix please no”
Interesting feedback from somebody still refusing to provide breakfast!
So naturally I continued.
Bap
Bap
Bap
Eventually Mum rolled over and opened both eyes
At exactly the same moment Willow wandered into the bedroom.
The woman took one look at the situation, judged everyone involved, then sat down in the doorway like a nightclub bouncer observing an incident
No help, no contribution, just judgement.
Witch 😾
Dad was now awake too, Mum was glaring up at me.
Willow was glaring at everybody, and I was still standing on the headboard.
Honestly the atmosphere had become complicated.
Finally Dad rubbed his face and delivered the only sensible suggestion anyone had made all morning!
“Just feed him”
Strong leadership!
Late but strong 😼
Breakfast arrived at 6:19am while Willow supervised from a safe distance and Mum continued complaining about being repeatedly patted awake!
I ate triumphantly!!
The mirror cat?
defeated
Dad’s arm?
occupied
The lie in?
cancelled 😾
Felix mirror negotiator, arm weight specialist, professional hair tapper, chaos in formalwear

Zeus and the Great Training Rebellion 🐾😂Mom and Dad always bragged about how smart I am.“Zeus can sit!”“Zeus can shake p...
08/06/2026

Zeus and the Great Training Rebellion 🐾😂
Mom and Dad always bragged about how smart I am.
“Zeus can sit!”
“Zeus can shake paws!”
“Zeus can play dead!”
“Zeus can spin!”
“Zeus can close doors!”
Meanwhile, I’m just standing there thinking:
“Yes… and I deeply regret teaching humans that I’m capable of labor.”
It all started when they took me to obedience classes.
At first, I thought it was fun.
Every time I sat down, snacks appeared.
Every time I rolled over, cheese magically entered my mouth.
Naturally, I assumed I had discovered a legal way to rob humans.
So I learned EVERYTHING.
Sit.
Stay.
High five.
Speak.
Spin.
Army crawl.
“Go get your toy.”
“Go ring the bell.”
“Go wake up Dad.”
I became the Harvard graduate of dogs.
But then…
The humans got greedy.
One day Mom looked at me and said:
“Zeus, bring me my slipper.”
Excuse me?
Suddenly I’m employed?
Next thing I know:
* Dad’s asking me to fetch the TV remote.
* Mom’s asking me to close doors.
* Guests are demanding performances like I’m some furry circus employee.
“Zeus! Spin for Aunt Karen!”
NO.
I didn’t spend years mastering advanced snack acquisition techniques to work unpaid overtime.
So I started fighting back.
Now whenever Mom says:
“Zeus, sit!”
…I stare directly into her soul and slowly sit halfway down… then stand back up.
Power move.
Dad tried to show off in front of guests once.
“Watch this! Zeus speaks on command!”
He looked at me confidently.
“Zeus… speak!”
I maintained eye contact and walked away to lick my butt in the corner.
The room went silent.
Dad looked humiliated.
I looked FREE.
But my greatest moment happened last week.
Mom had treats in her hand and said:
“Zeus, roll over.”
I looked at the treat.
Looked at Mom.
Then slowly pushed the treat off the couch with my paw.
Gasps everywhere.
Dad whispered:
“He’s becoming too powerful…”
Correct.
Now I only do tricks under MY conditions.
Sometimes Mom says:
“Shake paw.”
And I give her ONE toe.
Sometimes Dad says:
“Come here.”
And I walk toward him dramatically slow like I’m loading on bad Wi-Fi.
Sometimes they say:
“Play dead!”
…and I just fake a limp instead to make everyone uncomfortable.
Honestly, the humans created this problem themselves.
They trained me too well.
Now I understand leverage.
🐾😂

Damn lowriders… 😆🐾📦You haven’t truly worked a delivery route until you’ve been trapped in the back of the package car by...
08/06/2026

Damn lowriders… 😆🐾📦
You haven’t truly worked a delivery route until you’ve been trapped in the back of the package car by a corgi.
They may be only 10 inches off the ground, but somehow they possess the confidence of a 7-foot security guard.
This little supervisor hopped aboard, inspected the cargo, reviewed my route efficiency, and then stood directly in the doorway to discuss treat compensation.
The audit is ongoing.
Melbourne, Florida

Something you may not know about Archie….He will constantly smack you with his paw if you don’t keep one hand on him. I ...
08/06/2026

Something you may not know about Archie….
He will constantly smack you with his paw if you don’t keep one hand on him. I have to explain this to everyone who comes over because he immediately wants them to hold onto him 😂 Archie LOVES people. Other dogs? He could do without…. But he’s obsessed with people 😂
He’s a stage 5 clinger…. And I wouldn’t have it any other way 🥺

Sharkie and Guppy came to visit and so much fun was had! 🍊🦈🐟Dottie, one of Clementine’s new sisters, was very smitten wi...
07/06/2026

Sharkie and Guppy came to visit and so much fun was had! 🍊🦈🐟
Dottie, one of Clementine’s new sisters, was very smitten with Guppy. It was adorable beyond words. Somehow, I didn’t get any photos of them together, but there will be a next time! 💖

I got a big promotion at work. Huge. The kind where people suddenly start calling you “ma’am” in emails.Naturally, my co...
07/06/2026

I got a big promotion at work. Huge. The kind where people suddenly start calling you “ma’am” in emails.
Naturally, my colleagues said,
“Party at your house! We’ve heard so much about Zeus!”
Red flag.
Zeus is not a dog.
Zeus is an emotional event.
I tried to resist.
“He gets very excited around new people…”
My husband said confidently,
“You can manage. I’ll help.”
Famous last words.
The Pep Talk
The night before, I sat Zeus down.
“Listen carefully. Tomorrow is important. No jumping. No licking faces. No tackling.”
He stared at me.
Then went: Woof.
I chose to believe that meant agreement.
Day arrived.
First rule: shoes off outside.
Zeus has a PhD in Advanced Shoe Destruction.
Shockingly, this worked.
Task one complete.
I felt powerful.
The Calm Before The Storm
Dinner was flawless.
Candles glowing.
Fancy dishes.
Everyone complimenting the food.
Zeus?
An angel.
Sitting calmly.
Doing tricks.
“Speak!”
Woof.
“Play dead!”
Collapse.
“Roll over!”
Perfect.
“Spin!”
Elegant.
My manager said,
“You’ve trained him so well!”
I glowed with pride.
I thought:
This is it. Promotion solidified. Leadership aura unlocked.
Then my manager said the sentence that changed everything:
“Can I pet him?”
Time slowed.
Zeus’ ears twitched.
Before my brain could reboot from corporate mode to dog-parent mode…
Manager bent down.
Too close.
Too confident.
Too… vulnerable.
Zeus launched.
Full body airborne enthusiasm.
Direct impact.
Right in the no-no zone.
My manager collapsed like a fallen statue.
He made a sound I have never heard from a grown man.
Chaos Multiplies
Another colleague rushed to help.
She had braided hair.
Braided hair.
To Zeus… that is not hair.
That is rope toy deluxe edition.
He grabbed.
She screamed.
He tugged.
She spun.
Now I have:
• One manager on the floor clutching his future children
• One colleague being dragged by her braid
• Zeus thinking this is the best birthday party of his life
Everyone screaming.
Zeus interprets screaming as:
“YES! BEST GAME EVER!”
He begins his favorite sport:
Human Bowling.
One by one.
Jump. Knockdown. Celebrate.
Jump. Knockdown. Celebrate.
My living room became WWE: Corporate Edition.
My Career Flashing Before My Eyes
In my head I saw:
• HR email subject line: “Incident.”
• Promotion revoked.
• Me explaining to corporate: “It was enthusiasm.”
• LinkedIn update: “Currently open to new opportunities.”
My husband?
Holding a napkin.
Whispering,
“Grab the leash.”
GRAB THE LEASH?!
WHERE WERE YOU FIVE MINUTES AGO, SIR?!
I finally regained my senses.
I lunged.
Missed.
Lunged again.
Caught collar.
Clipped leash.
Silence.
Zeus sat down immediately.
Smiling.
Tongue out.
Proud.
Like he had just hosted the Olympics.
The room looked like a low-budget disaster film.
Manager groaning.
Colleague fixing her braid.
Water glasses everywhere.
Candles sideways.
My soul… floating above my body.
And then—
My manager started laughing.
Painfully. But laughing.
He said,
“Well… I’ll never forget this promotion party.”
Everyone started laughing.
Nervous laughter.
Trauma bonding laughter.
Someone said,
“Best team-building exercise ever.”
Another said,
“At least he likes you.”
My promotion survived.
Barely.
Zeus slept like a champion that night.
Dreaming of braided rope toys and corporate knockdowns.
And me?
I now host all office events…
At restaurants.
Far away.
From Zeus.

The look he gave me when I told him that I won’t be working in the garden today so he doesn’t have to protect me from th...
07/06/2026

The look he gave me when I told him that I won’t be working in the garden today so he doesn’t have to protect me from the dirt monster 😂

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