I have 3 favorite spots in our house. The bedroom where I love to sleep on the bed. The basement, where I can watch the sump pump. And my all-time favorite, the kitchen. Cato’s favorite spot I think it the bed, or any place where both of my dads are at the same time.
I am rarely away from the kitchen when it is occupied by one of my dads. Of course, I am as close to the kitchen table as I can get during mealtime. At breakfast my dad, Steve shares his morning banana with me, and sometimes with Cato, if he isn’t being picky. My dads always try to give us healthy treats, but once and a while we get a piece of meat or, our favorite pizza crusts.
My brother Cato is not as vigilant as I am when it comes to looking for the odd piece of food that could fall of the table or counter. He usually just lies under the table sleeping until he hears my mouth chewing. Then he sits up and waits for something to go his way.
In the picture above you can see me, Lucky, on the left, and Cato, on the right watching every move our dad Kevin is making, just in case, he drops something as he prepares a charcuterie board for a party. Unfortunately, we didn’t get a thing. Oh well, next time!
My dads are always calling me a pig for constantly looking for something to eat. But as I see it, I am only helping the floor stay clean by scarfing up any food before it hits the floor. It’s a job that requires a lot of patience!
Hi! It’s me, Lucky. I have some news to share with everyone. I am becoming famous on Facebook.
My dads have purchased a Tovala oven and subscribed to the prepared meals to cook in the oven. My dad, Kevin, loves to cook and when he cooks the Tovala meals he takes pictures of them to share on Facebook. Every time he prepares a meal and takes a photo I’m naturally close by his side, in case a morsel of food falls on the floor. Unfortunately, that hasn’t happened yet.
People who see his posts and photos on Facebook have noticed that I’m in every photo. Some people were surprised when they noticed that my brother, Cato, photobombed the post because they thought I was the only dog, haha.
If you want to see one of the posts from my dad, here it is.
My dads thank Tovala for their oven and their meals.
Sometimes our humans try to sneak away and work in the front yard or talk with the neighbors across the street. They think we don’t know where they are, but nothing escapes our watchful eyes.
From this vantage point, we can see if there is anyone walking down the street or if the mailman is coming. If there’s a dog being walked or a delivery truck on the street we always sound the alarm. Our humans say we think we own the street and everyone has to ask our permission to walk down the street or welcome company into their homes. That’s not true, but it would be nice if it were. We may be cattle dogs, but we’re good watchdogs too!
Hi everyone. Lucky here. I am sorry that Cato and I didn’t post our Christmas photos and holiday wishes earlier. There was so much activity around here and you wouldn’t believe all of the food in our house! Our humans hung our stockings by the fireplace and we both went crazy with all of the good smells coming from what was in them. But we behaved and didn’t pull them down.
Neither one of us can read too well.
There were even gifts under the tree for my brother Cato and me, but we were both very well behaved an didn’t chew on them. We knew they were ours because we could smell that all too familiar pet shop smell. Neither one of us can read too well, but we can smell real good!
…we were both bad kids…
On Christmas morning we were both very excited to open our gifts. I tried to hide my big gift under the blankets on the couch, but Cato opened his right away. Finally I opened mine and found a big orange fish that squeaked. Cato got a big green turtle. I would have shown you pictures, but we were both bad kids and chewed them both up already. One of my dad’s told me that’s why he doesn’t buy us more squeaky toys.
I hope Santa forgets about this by the time next Christmas comes around!
We both got a brand new collar to wear. Cato’s is blue and mine is wild pink. You can see us wearing them in the photos above. Cato has such long hair you can’t see his very well. We also got a lot of goodies in our stockings, but we only get one treat each day. I was a naughty girl today and climbed onto a chair and stole some Christmas cookies that were on the dining room table. I hope Santa
forgets about this by the time next Christmas comes around!
Happy New Year!
Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, but Cato and I don’t stay up until midnight to celebrate because we start getting ready for bed around 9 PM. Our dads celebrate though and told me to wish everyone a Happy New Year from them and Cato and myself.
Lucky and Cato anxiously awaiting their Birthday Cakes.
Finally they can dig in!
On February 27, 2017 Cato and Lucky celebrated their 3rd birthday complete with a party abirthday cake for each of them. They thoroughly enjoyed every single crumb! They may be 3 years old, but they still act like puppies.