Dating Game Continued: Bachelor #2

Hey It’s Jet Here.

In our efforts to address JJ’s post surgery cougar behavior, we decided to conduct our version of the Dating Game.  (Catch up here.)

Today we introduce Bachelor #2:

Simba P. – The Guy Next Door (Well technically 3 houses down!)

Uh oh… thought we had more pics of Simba… will call his humans tomorrow, we’re writing this super late.

  • Knows the way to our house by heart, via the back patio AND garage door, when he escapes from his house.  He has also visited most of our neighbors, as well.
  • He feels comfortable hanging for an afternoon or an evening before his humans realize he’s missing and/or return home and/or answer their phones.
  • Has pawesome house manners.
  • Sweet as pie disposition… happy, happy, happy all the time – great with K9s, felines and humans.
  • Gets along great with me and JJ. (Passed the Brother Test!)
  • Passed the Spa Day Test.  (Yes, Mom washed all 3 of us together in the shower a few months back when Simba showed up fresh from the swamp canal!)
  • Could use to get some more long walks in… his humans exercise big time, however, do not often take Simba with them.
  • Could use Mom’s carrot diet. (again, not the guy’s fault, his humans feed him 2x more kibble than I receive and I weigh more!)
  • Needs a LOT of leash training (again, not the guy’s fault…)
  • About JJ’s age.

Champ update:

I made 3 calls this week:

  • Big Dog Ranch – Full, had one person on the premises to ask for ideas.
  • Left messages for 2 bulldog rescues, no response yet.

Another great, rate the date, day!

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Mischief Monday – Magic or Mischief?

Hey It’s Jet Here.

Oh Mom’s having hissy fits over this one.  Starting last Thursday, the garage door started to practice exercises – lift up, close down.  I know, you’re thinking ok, so what?  Well, see… the thing is… the garage door does its exercises independently, not on command!

Mom goes to work, closes the garage door and then gets calls from the neighbors that the door is open.  The first time, she thought she goofed.  Another time she thought Rachel goofed.  We do our final tank emptying for the night, come in, close the door and we wake up to it open.  This will not do!

We’ve called the garage door’s original owners (the company) to let them know the electrical brain has gone beserk.  This company always gives Mom difficulty, however, she cannot change due to this stuff called warranties.  (ugh.)

So, do you think the garage door is practicing magic or mischief?

Another great, however slightly unsettling, day.

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