Pets Of The Week - The Search For Spock...er, Spot

The spotlight falls on several of my pals this week, the first being Jane. Jane's a beautiful calico and she lives with Rita who authors "The Casbah Kitten." Jane seems to have a lot of fun and is always up to something, You can read more about jane at http://thecasbahkitten.blogspot.com/

My special friend Gabi Lin hasn't sent me any new pictures lately, so you'll just have to check my sidebar to see how purrty she is. Gabi Lin lives in Washington (the state, not the ghetto) with Linda and she's the queen of the house. Gabi has Linda trained quite well and she tells me she's taught Linda to fetch, sit and not to pee on the rug. What a gal!

Visit Gabi Lin and Linda at http://lindasworld-lindasworld.blogspot.com/

Speaking of pictures, remember to send me your pictures so I can post them. You can send anything you like along with names and description and I post 'em. Send these pics to Jimmy at JimSulliv3@aol.com

I'm not real sure where I got this picture, but I have to say it strikes me funny. I think the cat's a little ballsy, but aren't we all. Meanwhile, I'm sure the pooch is planning his revenge and when he makes his move, alll hell's gonna break loose.

The Cat's Meow And Puppy Dog Tales A man and his friend meet at the club house and decide to play a round of golf together. The man has a little dog with him and on the first green, when the man holes out a 20 foot putt, the little dog starts to yip and stands up on its hind legs. The friend is quite amazed at this clever trick and says, "That dog is really talented! What does he do if you miss a putt?" The man says, "Somersaults." His friend says, "Somersaults? That's incredible. How many does he do?" The man says, "That depends on how hard I kick him in the ass."

An American woman of 40 wants to get married, but she is only willing to marry a man if he has never been with a woman. After several unsuccessful years of searching, she decides to take out a personal ad. She ends up corresponding with a man who has lived his entire life in the Australian outback. They end up getting married.

On their wedding night, she goes into the bathroom to prepare for the festivities. When she returns to the bedroom, she finds her new husband standing in the middle of the room, naked and all the furniture from the room piled in one corner. "What happened?" she asks. "I've never been with a woman," he says, "but if it's anything like a kangaroo, I'm gonna need all the room I can get!"

That's Possum's Journal for this week. Have a great weekend and...

Stray Tuned !

Pets Of The Week - Don't Underestimate The Little Dogs !

It's not really about the size of the dog in the fight, it's more about the size of the fight in the dog. In the case of today's featured picture, my bet is it's the little dog ya gotta watch out for. Attitude has a lot to do about who rules the roost and there's a lot of little bitty pets who decide what the rules are.

Take, for example, Bambi who lives with Dutch. With a face like that, who do you really think is in charge of the house. I'm thinking that Bambi's in charge of the whole house and all she has to do is sit there and look cute. I try to look "cute" quite a bit but I found that the best way to deal with Jimmy is just act the fool and that always makes him laugh. After that, the rest is a piece of cake. Stop by and read Dutch's journal called "My Ups And Downs" at http://myupsanddownsofeverydaylife.blogspot.com/

Samantha is a very sweet girl and has an obvious heart of gold. My guess is that her eyesight is failing and her sense of smell abandoned her sometime ago. Nevertheless, Samantha came to the rescue of these kits (Uh.....that's skunkanese for baby skunks) and has done a fine job as surrogate mother. I don't know if Sam realizes these little guys are skunks and judging from the look on her face, I don't think she cares. I'm told she has named the kits "Reverend Al" and the other one, "Sharpton."

Lisa's kitty is named Pumkin Butt and it's a cute little creature, butt...I mean, however, I'm not real sure where the name comes from. My hopes are that "Pumkin Butt' was sitting serenely in a pumkin patch and the name was born by the pastoral surroundings. My fear is that there may be a yellowish stain on the south end of the cat. But, who am I to question a name when my given name is Possum S. Hemmingway and Jimmy call's me Shithead. Stop by and visit Lisa and Pumkin Butt at http://salemslot9journal.blogspot.com/

Remember to send me pictures of your pets so I can post them. You can send any picture you wish along with names, plcaes and other pretinant info and I'll find a place to put you. Email them to Jimmy at JimSulliv3@aol.com

Helen's got a couple of cuties living with her and their names are (l-r) Daisy Mae and Patches. It's easy to see where Patches' name came from, but I don't know about Daisy Mae. It could be the Patches came from the town of Dogpatch (Al Capp's "little Abner" Sunday Cartoon) and daisy Mae was Lil Abner's girlfriend. Nevertheless, they're fine looking pups and you can reads more about them at Helen's journal "My Everyday Life" at http://madcobug-myeverydaylife2.blogspot.com/

The Cats Meow And Puppy Dog Tales:

A frog goes into a bank and approaches the teller, Miss Patricia Whack. The frog says, "Miss Whack, I'd like to get a $30,000 loan to take a vacation." Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name. The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger and his dad is Mick Jagger. Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral. The frog says, "Sure, I have this," and produces a tiny porcelain elephant, about an inch tall.

Confused, Patty explains that she'll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office.She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called Kermit Jagger out there and he wants to borrow $30,000. He wants to use this as collateral." She holds up the tiny pink elephant and says, "What in the world is this?" The bank manager looks back at her and says, "It's a knickknack, Patty Whack. Give the frog a loan. His old man's a Rolling Stone.

A vacationing penguin is driving through Arizona and sees that the car's oil-pressure light is on. He gets out to look and sees oil dripping out of the motor. He drives to the nearest town and stops at the first gas station. After dropping the car off, the penguin goes for a walk around town.

He sees an ice cream shop, and being a penguin in Arizona, decides that something cold would really hit the spot. He gets a big dish of vanilla ice cream and sits down to eat. Having no hands, he makes a real mess trying to eat with his little flippers.

After finishing his ice cream, he goes back to the gas station and asks the mechanic if he's found the problem. The mechanic looks up from the engine and says, "It looks like you've blown a seal." The penguin replies, wiping his mouth, "Nah, it's just ice cream."

That's Possums Journal for this week. Have a great weekend.

Stray Tuned !

Pets Of The Week

Congratulations to Stump, a 10 year old Sussex spaniel who won Best In Show at the 2009 Westminister Dog Show. Stump came out of retirement to take the top doggie honors and was the first of his breed to capture the silver bowl. Stump barely made it past 5 or so. He left the show ring in 2004 and later nearly died from a mysterious medical condition. The vets at Texas A&M saved him.

This is BG, short for Burgular Guard, and he is Paula's owner and evidently the swingset boss in the back yard. As you can see, BG has evicted Paula's grandson, Corey, from the swing and has taken command. Although Corey seems quite amused, personally I wouldn't stand for a canine to take anything from me. You can read Paula's journal called Paula's Country tales at http://pl78064.blogspot.com/

Barney is Ally's dog is not very happy about going to see the vet for his yearly injections. Perhaps he'd be more willing if there was a treat involved, but judging from the look on his face, he's been there, done that and wasn't very content when the vet produced the needle. Hang in there guy, it only hurts when you sit. Stop by Ally's journal at http://wwwlifewithally.blogspot.com/

My friend, Isi (Isabel) lives in the Bahamas and she owns this truckload of PUPPIES! The Labrador retrievers are named Diva (the black one), the two chocolates are Hershey and Reggie, the big white pitbull mix is Lucky and the German shepard mix is Santo! I don't know what her dog food bill is but I'm betting she has to rent a backhoe and a dumpster for use as a pooper scooper!

Karen's puppy is named Sheba and strikes me as the type of dog that would make a good and caring friend. Since I'm a cat, I normally don't hang out with canines that much, but if I were to do so, I think I'd hang out with Sheba. Stop by and see Sheba and her pet, Karen at http://howiseeit-karen.blogspot.com/

The Cat's Meow And Puppy Dog Tales:

Barney goes into a bar and starts playing pool. Nearby, another man is also shooting pool and has his pet monkey with him. Suddenly, the monkey jumps onto Barney's table, grabs the cue ball and stuffs it into his mouth and swallows it. The first man yells for the bartender who comes over and apolgizes for the incident. Barney finishes his game and leaves.

A week later Barney goes into the bar for a beer. He looks over and sees the same man with the monkey in the corner shooting pool. The bartender brings Barney a beer and some peanuts and walks away.

The monkey comes over to Barney, reaches into the peanut bowl, grabs a nut, sticks it in his butt--then eats it. Barney stares at the monkey who continues to repeat this action. He angrily asks the bartender, "What's up with that monkey grabbing my peanuts one at a time, sticking them in his butt then eating them." The bartender says, "Well, ever since the pool ball incident last week, he measures everything before he eats it."

"You just make damned well sure you tell your family how well I protect your ass Hung Lo 'cause when we get home I don't want to be on the menu"

A farmer buys several pigs, hoping to breed them for ham and bacon. After several weeks, he notices that none of the pigs are getting pregnant, and calls a vet for help. The vet tells the farmer that he should try artificial insemination. The farmer doesn't have the slightest idea what this means but, not wanting to display his ignorance, he only asks the vet how he will know when the pigs are pregnant. The vet tells him that when pregnant, they will stop standing around and will, instead, lay down and wallow in the mud.

The farmer hangs up and gives it some thought. He comes to the conclusion that artificial insemination means he has to impregnate the pigs. So, he loads the pigs into his truck, drives them out into the woods, has sex with them all, brings them back and goes to bed. Next morning, he wakes and looks out at the pigs. Seeing that they are all still standing around, he concludes that the first try didn't take, and loads them in the truck again. He drives them out to the woods, does each pig twice for good measure, brings them back and goes to bed.

The next morning, he was woken up by his wife shaking him and saying "Wake up Dear, the pigs are acting strangely!". The farmer says,"What do you mean? Are they wallowing in the mud?" His wife say, "No, they're all in the truck and one of them is honking the horn."

Remember to send me your pet's picture in care of Jimmy at jimsulliv3@aol.com along with any pertinant information that you care to share. Let everyone take a look at them in next Friday's post.

That's Possum's Journal for this week.

Stray Tuned !

Pets Of The Week - Possum's Miffed !

There's a few things that I don't consider very funny and those things are dogs getting away with murder at the expense of a feline. You may think that I'm prejudiced (and you're right) but this time I've got evidence of the things a stupid dog will do for food and the end that dogs will go to to save their furry asses. Don't believe me? Watch the video!

I found many new pictures of my animal pals and one of the funniest is the trio of Shanti, Snickers and a black feline whose name I do not recall. The ringleader is Shanti and she is the owner of my pal, Nancy, who authors "Nancy Luvs Pix." Nancy is an excellent photographer and she took these rare shots of the trio together. I say rare because, according to Nancy, they spend most of their their time in the chase and swat mode.

Evidently, Snickers decided that it was a moment of opportunity and directed his love toward the black cat, who, by the look on it's face, is not overly thrilled about the situation. Please stop by and check out Nancy's pictures at http://nancyluvspix.blogspot.com/

Betty's corgi, Yoda, puts that cute little face as he plays with his chew toy. Stop by Betty's journal, "A Corgi In Southern California" and see more of little Yoda. You can read her journal at http://acorgiinsoutherncalifornia.blogspot.com/

Ally's cat (hey....alley cat, I like it), Lucky, seems content just being petted. Although I must admit, we cats expect to be petted and rubbed. Stop by and say hello to Ally at http://wwwlifewithally.blogspot.com/

On a sad note, Lisa's cat, Mr. Marley Moo Sock Monkey, pased away January 27. Please stop by and wish her well at http://salemslot9journal.blogspot.com/

If you have pictures of your pet and the crazy things they do, email jimsulliv3@aol.com and he'll give them to me to put in my journal. In fact, take a picture of you pet today and we'll feature him or her on Possum's Journal.

The Cat's Meow And Puppy Dog Tales:

A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp, "Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep widdle wabbits?" As the shopkeeper's heart melts, he gets down on his knees so that he's on her level, and asks, "Do you want a widdle white wabbit or a thoft and fuwwy bwack wabbit or maybe one like that cute widdle bwown wabbit over there?"

She, in turn blushes, rocks on her heels, puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet voice, "I don't think my pet python weally gives a thit."

A turkey was chatting with a bull. The turkey sighed, "I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree, but I haven't got the energy." The bull replied, "Well, why don't you nibble on my droppings? They're packed with nutrients."

The turkey pecked at a lump of dung and found that it gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, there he was proudly perched at the top of the tree. Soon he was spotted by a farmer, who shot the turkey out of the tree.

The Moral Of The Story: Bullshit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there.

Well, that's Possum's Journal for this week. I'll have some more pets and owners next Friday.

Stray Tuned !

Pets Of The Week

It's Friday and though some people go to AREA 51 and act silly, I am here at the keyboard making my first Friday entry called Pets Of The Week. Truth be known, it really should be titled "Pet Owners Of The Week." I mean, my pet, Jimmy, goes out and works every day. I stay home and sleep on the couch. Who belongs to whom? Nevertheless, I've compiled some pictures that you have sent to me this week along with your pets.

My girlfriend, Gabi Lin, who is the owner of Linda in cold and snowy Washington is always on my sidebar along with Luke the Wonder Dog and Zoey.

By far, the funniest picture that I obtained this week was of a cat named Milakoshka (Mila) who's pet is named Jacqueline. I say obtained...., in reality Jimmy sto...., borrowed them from Jacqueline. She is the author of "Siberian Cats, Mishka and Milakoshka - ( A Tail of Two Kitties + 1 )" and this picture, along with many more corresponding pics can be seen at the link below (that is of course after you've finshed reading my post). http://mysiberiankitties.blogspot.com/

One of my favorite pics, albeit a bit grainy, is of Sassy (aka Baby G). Sassy's pet is named Garnett and I have no idea of Garnett's breeding. Sassy's a handsome dog and how she adopted Garnett I'll never know. I was somewhat surprised that Garnett didn't send me a picture of his ass as he is offtimes wont to do. Garnett has shown his ass many times and I'm sure you've never seen a finer ass in all your days. Garnett writes "My Brain is In Pain Again" and can be read at http://garnett109.blogspot.com/

Here's a picture taken at a nude beach of Garnett's ass in all it's glory. Kinda brings a tear to your eye, don't it? (I don't care what you say, that's funny! Git-R-Done!)

My pal Julie is a very witty and faithful reader of both my journal and Jimmy's Journal as well. Julie is the pet of Zoey, one of my favorite pals. Zoey's a character and I highly recommend stopping by "Julia's New journal" at http://juliasnewjournal.blogspot.com/

Julie underwent surgery yesterday and is recovering at home. I'm now quite sure how she'll post using one hand but if I know Julie, she probably let Zoey do most of the typing and then she'll edit the work (Zoey's not in to spelling).

Today is my pal Tania's birthday (Happy Birthday Tania!) and she's got a cute kitty whose name escapes me (I think it's Chrissy). Nevertheless, since it's her birthday, here's a picture of Tania's owner.

I have to mention my pal Chico today. Chico's a Siberian Husky and he's really a fun dog (as dogs go). I really don't think Chico's really from Siberia but Jimmy says that he's a Caucasian-American and I know for a fact the he has never even been to Caucasia. So much for the hyphenated citizens!

My sentimental favorite of today's pics was sent to me by Regina who is the pet of Coatie. I normally rely on my exceptional wit to enhance my journal posts, but the email I received from Regina far exceeds what I could have written in it's stead. Here's Regina's note:

This is my 7 year old female cat, Coatie, who is part Russian Blue and part traveling salesman. she is a foundling, found when she was around 3 months old. I am her human, and my name is Regina. We both reside in the wonderful city of McDonough in the more wonderful southern state of Georgia. During the winter months, she sleeps on a heating pad while i hide under loads of cover in an unheated room. She is the princess of all princesses.

Regina says Coatie is yawning in this pic, but being a cat myself (and a handsome one at that) I believe Coatie is just preparing for his morning meows which sends human pets scurrying around the house looking for food and other items that might please us. Please stop by and visit Coatie and Regina who pens the journal "A Page Unturned" You can visit her by clicking the link below. http://apageunturned.blogspot.com/

I must mention brother Kirt who sent me this picture. Although I don't know his owner's name, I think brother Kirt may have taken this picture after his owner had sniffed some catnip as he is either exposing his best side or is coming out of a coma. Truth be told, I always thought that crazy cat was on drugs!

The Cats Meow And Puppy Dog Tales:

Yeah, I know, this concept is taken from Jimmy's Journal but who in the hell do you think writes Jimmy's Journal? Me, Shithead, that's who! Jimmy's just a pawn in my overall plan to take over the house.

A man goes into a pet shop and tells the owner that he wants to buy a pet that can do everything. The shop owner suggests a faithful dog. The man replies, "Come on, a dog?" The owner says, "How about a cat?" The man replies, "No way! A cat certainly can't do everything. I want a pet that can do everything!"

The shop owner thinks for a minute, then says, "I've got it! A centipede!" The man says, "A centipede? I can't imagine a centipede doing everything, but okay... I'll try a centipede." He gets the centipede home and says to the centipede, "Clean the kitchen." Thirty minutes later, he walks into the kitchen and... it's immaculate! All the dishes and silverware have been washed, dried, and put away the counter-tops cleaned the appliances sparkling the floor waxed. He's absolutely amazed!

He says to the centipede, "Go clean the living room." Twenty minutes later, he walks into the living room. The carpet has been vacuumed the furniture cleaned and dusted the pillows on the sofa plumped, plants watered. The man thinks to himself, "This is the most amazing thing I've ever seen. This really is a pet that can do everything!"

Next he says to the centipede, "Run down to the corner and get me a newspaper." The centipede walks out the door. 10 minutes later... no centipede. 20 minutes later... no centipede. By this point the man is wondering what's going on. The centipede should have been back in a couple of minutes. 45 minutes later... still no centipede! He can't imagine what could have happened. Did the centipede run away? Did it get run over by a car? Where is that centipede?

So he goes to the front door, opens it... and there's the centipede sitting right outside. The man says, "Hey!!! I sent you down to the corner store 45 minutes ago to get me a newspaper. What's the matter?!" The centipede says, "I'm goin'! I'm goin'! I'm just puttin' on my shoes!"

A teacher is explaining biology to her 4th grade students. The teacher says, "Human beings are the only animals that stutter." A little girl raises her hand. "I had a kitty-cat who stuttered." The teacher, knowing how precious some of these stories could become, asked the girl to describe the incident. The little girl said, "Well, I was in the back yard with my kitty and the Rottweiler that lives next door got a running start and before we knew it, he jumped over the fence into our yard!"

The teacher said, "That must've been scary." The little girl said,'"It sure was! My kitty raised his back, went 'Fffff, Fffff, Fffff'...and before he could say 'F*ck', the Rottweiler ate him!"

That's the "Pets Of The Week" edition of Possum's Journal. I hope you enjoyed it. This feature will be posted every Friday so send me your pictures, along with names and relevant info, to Possum, in care of jimsulliv3@aol.com and I'll see that your picture makes the headlines.

Have a great weekend and......

Stray Tuned !

New Feature "Pets Of The Week"

Pets Of The Week: Beginning this Friday, January 30, I'll be posting pictures of the pets of the week. Send me a candid shot of your pet or you and your pet and I'll post the pictures. The pictures can be of any pose that you like including candid, goofy, serene...whatever floats your boat. Please send pictures of your animals only.

If you don't have a pet, send me a picture of your spouse or child holding a stuffed animal or an animal related item. You can also send a goofy picture of your spouse that you captured and I'll give him (or her) a species name and a caption.

This is not a contest nor will there be any voting, just a picture each week of your pet in any pose you like. Everyone's pet will be featured sooner or later and this is just my way of linking people to their pets. Please include the pets name, gender, your name and any other thought you might like to include.

If the response is larger than expected, we'll just change the name of the feature to Pets Of The Day and expand the weekly feature. Please send all emails to jimsulliv3@aol.com

If you have friends or pet lovers who would like to participate, please give them the link to my journal. Any ideas or suggestions that would compliment this proposed weekly feature would be appreciated.

Stray Tuned !

I Can Bearly Contain Myself !

Sometimes it's not a good idea to make decisions on your own. The old adage that "two heads are better than one" is a tried and proven adage, but some people, when given the ultimate authority, make their decisions based on their own good fortune without taking into consideration the consequences that will befall others.

Such is the case of two different decision makers who did not factor in the possible consequences of aggravating large bears. Although their hearts were surely in the right place, their plans were not well thought out as witnessed by today's pictures.

In the first scenario, two forest rangers have decided that they will take a captured bear and return the bear to the wild. One ranger will release the bear and the other ranger will document the bear's release using his trusty camera. Obviously the senior ranking ranger has decided that he will portray the role of photographer while the junior officer will release the bear.

The bear, of course, has not been consulted with nor advised of the release plan. Furthermore, the bear's ass is still smarting from the tranquilizer dart used to sedate him.

Finally. the junior ranger says to the senior ranger, "Next time I'll take the damed pictures and you release the friggin' bear!"

In the second scenario, a ranger is taking a polar bear to a remote site and releasing him. The bear, obviously not overly enthused with his predicament, has decided that he would like to discuss the situation with the ranger , face to face.

The ranger, on the other hand, has obviously decided that discretion is the better part of valor, and has decided to hightail it. This makes the bear angrier and he stand on his hind feet to invite the ranger to a tete-a-tete, but the ranger is obviously unwilling to sit down and discuss the situation with the polar bear.

In the end, everyone escapes with minor scrapes and injuries and the bears return to the wild. The rangers, on the other hand, will carefully rethink their future release plans.

Two guys are out hiking. All of a sudden, a bear starts chasing them. They climb a tree, but the bear starts climbing up the tree after them. The first guy gets his sneakers out of his knapsack and starts putting them on. The second guy says, "What are you doing?"

He says, "I figure when the bear gets close to us, we'll jump down and make a run for it." The second guy says, "Are you crazy? You can't outrun a bear." The first guy says, "I don't have to outrun the bear. I only have to outrun you."

Frank was excited about his new rifle, and decided to try bear hunting. He spotted a small brown bear and shot it. There was then a tap on his shoulder, and he turned around to see a big black bear. The black bear said, "That was my cousin, and you have got two choices. Either I maul you to death, or we have sex."

After considering briefly, Frank decided to accede to the latter alternative. Even though he felt sore for two weeks, Frank soon recovered and vowed revenge for his humiliation. He headed out on another trip where he found the black bear and shot it. There was another tap on his shoulder. This time, a huge grizzly bear stood right next to him. The grizzly said, "That was a huge mistake, Frank. That was my cousin and you have got two choices. Either I maul you to death, or we have rough sex."

Again, Frank thought it was better to cooperate. Although he survived, it did take several months before Frank finally recovered. Outraged, he headed back to the woods and he managed to track down the grizzly and shot it. He felt sweet revenge, but then there was a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to find a giant polar bear standing there. The polar bear said, "Admit it Frank, you don't come here for the hunting, do you?"

The moral of the stories? In light of the rising frequency of human - grizzly bear conflicts, the Alaska Department of Fish and Game is advising hikers, hunters, and fishermen to take extra precautions and keep alert of bears while in the field. They advise that outdoorsmen wear noisy little bells on their clothing so as not to startle bears that aren't expecting them. They also advise outdoorsmen to carry pepper spray with them in case of an encounter with a bear.

It is also a good idea to watch out for fresh signs of bear activity. Outdoorsmen should recognize the difference between black bear and grizzly bear dung. Black bear dung is smaller and contains lots of berries and squirrel fur. Grizzly bear dung has little bells in it and smells like pepper spray.

In light of today's pictures, I'd have to agree, but that's just me.

Stray Tuned !