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lizblackdog Aug. 22nd, 2006 08:19 pm)
lizblackdog Aug. 22nd, 2006 08:19 pm)There's something weird in the air today. Afternoon dog walk - Spike kept barking randomly at nothing and walking round with his hackles raised. I could hear some of the neighbour dogs doing it too.
Early evening dog walk after the first half of supper just now (dog supper is in two instalments now, because Squish expects feeding at eight and Spike can't eat during kitten zoomies and I don't like to feed just one dog - so I split it, and if Spike's too busy at eight he just gets twice as much at midnight).
Squish found something in the long grass. I don't know what it was - I could tell it wasn't a cat and he was too interested for it to be a grasshopper. Spike caught his interest (Spotted McBird-Dog always spots things first) and we all went to check it out. We got to the spot they were pointing at and - nothing. They lost interest when we got there. We went back to the path.
When we got to the short grass by the houses Squish started barking at a wall. Angry guard dog barking. Squish. Never. Does. That. He barks to back Spike up when Spike decides it's necessary, or he might yap at squirrels or free range cats in excitement but he's never done angrybark at something on his own initiative. Spike was as baffled as I was, because once again there was nothing there.
The cats have been quiet today. Too quiet. Way, way, way too quiet. They've done just enough climbing and leaping on things that I can see they're not sick, but apart from Shona slashing hell out of my leg while I was eating breakfast (blood running down my shins - damn cat!) there's been nothing.
Creeeeeeeeeepy.
Early evening dog walk after the first half of supper just now (dog supper is in two instalments now, because Squish expects feeding at eight and Spike can't eat during kitten zoomies and I don't like to feed just one dog - so I split it, and if Spike's too busy at eight he just gets twice as much at midnight).
Squish found something in the long grass. I don't know what it was - I could tell it wasn't a cat and he was too interested for it to be a grasshopper. Spike caught his interest (Spotted McBird-Dog always spots things first) and we all went to check it out. We got to the spot they were pointing at and - nothing. They lost interest when we got there. We went back to the path.
When we got to the short grass by the houses Squish started barking at a wall. Angry guard dog barking. Squish. Never. Does. That. He barks to back Spike up when Spike decides it's necessary, or he might yap at squirrels or free range cats in excitement but he's never done angrybark at something on his own initiative. Spike was as baffled as I was, because once again there was nothing there.
The cats have been quiet today. Too quiet. Way, way, way too quiet. They've done just enough climbing and leaping on things that I can see they're not sick, but apart from Shona slashing hell out of my leg while I was eating breakfast (blood running down my shins - damn cat!) there's been nothing.
Creeeeeeeeeepy.
