Dear Squish,
While I very much appreciate your smoke alarm yapping, especially in light of the fact that Bournemouth Council have yet to install the promised electronic variety, I wish to hell you had an off button.
I'M COOKING. NOTHING'S ON FIRE THIS TIME, I PROMISE. PLEASE STOP NOW.
Good dog.
While I very much appreciate your smoke alarm yapping, especially in light of the fact that Bournemouth Council have yet to install the promised electronic variety, I wish to hell you had an off button.
I'M COOKING. NOTHING'S ON FIRE THIS TIME, I PROMISE. PLEASE STOP NOW.
Good dog.
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the great news is that if there's ever a fire there's NO WAY i could stay asleep through that. Bless his sweet shrill heart.
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Caiman would probably just wander in and be like "Whatcha cooking? Do I get some?" XD
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he missed his vocation really. he should have been someone's seizure alert dog or something along those lines. He's not a clever dog in the way Spike is for problem-solving or lateral thinking or imagination, but he has this instinct for wrongness that's been very useful.
It's not just fire either. When the kittens were small he'd come and alert me when they climbed onto anything they could have got hurt falling off, and one time I stupidly left a window open when the cats were loose, he alerted when Cassie got onto the windowsill.
It's not anything I taught him, or could have taught him. It impresses hell out of me.
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(Though I like to think I'd notice in this small space before being burnt alive).
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Oh! *hugs Liz as well* :)