So... Patriot was adopted on Monday and went to his new home...
I miss him. He is such an awesome boy and my daily routine is really, really off without him. And I keep seeing dog toys and things and going, "ooh... Patriot would like that..." :( At least I sent him to his new home with Christmas presents. I bought him treats, a new bone and a new rope before he left. :(
Freya is happy to have regained full control, however. In the past few days she has gone back to wreaking ultimate havoc in any way possible. Pushing her treat jar off the dresser. Finding and opening unopened bags of treats (like the one intended for her stocking. That bad girl). Completely removing my table cloth and all the contents from the table to the floor. Oh, the excitement and mayhem that will ensue once the tree is up. Last year, she took a flying leap into it. I expect no less this year. Little nut.
Kodak has been doing much better nerve wise since we set up her little kitty enclosure and separated her from Freya. She can still socialize with her, but Freya can't chase her or try to play with her and stress her out. Poor girl, she loves Freya... But the older she gets the less she can tolerate Freya's wild antics.
I picked up some Turkey flavored wet food, roast beef and shrimp for the furballs to have for Thanksgiving. Hubby and I will probably just go to IHOP. lol
Hmmm... So much Christmas shopping left to do. So many things left to make.
