.......my name is Radar.
I live at My Furry Friends.
My previous caregiver put me in a cage one day and sat me outside of My Furry Friends...and left me there.
I have been living here ever since.
I spend a lot of my time in the employee room bugging my new owners son while he is trying to do his school work.
Or, I play with Jessica's dog Copper.
Lately I have been spending my days wondering around the shop.
I like to sit at the front door and watch the birds in the parking lot.
Sometimes I jump up on the table in the lobby to munch on the bamboo plant, but someone always seems to catch me doing that.
I really like to jump up onto the counter when I hear the door bell ring.
My owners think that I do it because I like people and want them to pet me, but I really do it because I like to see some of the people jump backwards when I startle them. bahahahaha!!
I also like sticking my head in purses that customers sit on the counter.
Oh, and guess what?
Some of those dogs that come into the shop are scared of me!!
A dog scared of a cat!!
My owners are really no fun at all, because every darn time a dog is scared of me, someone comes and picks me up and puts me in another room.
That's okay, there are always other dogs coming in. :)
Sometimes I like to go in the grooming room and get in the front window.
I can sit there forever watching people, and the birds that live in the sign above the shop.
Every once in a while I really get a treat when one of those silly squirrels come over to the shop from across the street.
Today I was sitting in the front window for a while, but it got boring because there were no birds and no people to watch.
So, I sat behind my owners backboard for a while watching the dogs in the kennels, but they were boring too.
What to do......what to do?
Hmmmmmm, Mom is working on a dog.
Whatcha doing Mom?
Can I play with this dog?
That goofy dog wouldn't even look at me.
She wasn't even scared of me.
She actually turned her face away and showed me her butt!!!
Can you believe that!!
Well, I'll get her attention!
Not a single reaction!!
Darn you Mom for clipping my nails.
How is a cat supposed to get a dogs attention when you clip my beautiful, sharp pointy nails off?
Well, this has turned out to be no fun either.
I am outa here.
I think that I will go bother Ben, or play with Copper, or eat some Bamboo, or startle a customer, or......
I'll let Riley chew on me for a while.
Oh, I forgot......
Happy Grooming, Radar