Blog reader Michelle sent us this photo of her dog Sugar, dressed up for Halloween. And she also sent this photo of her cat Max, who apparently decided "game over" and confiscated Michelle's husband's golf balls during an afternoon of living room putting practice.
Blog reader Pam admits that she takes way too many photos of her two Lab-mix pooches Bo (left) and Tater, sticking out his tongue at the camera. His way of saying, "Enough with the camera, mom! Can we have some cookies now?"
I am dying here, folks. Dying FROM THE CUTENESS.
This is photo, sent in by blog reader Julie, is textbook example of a cuddle puddle, as demonstrated by pooches Leela (left) and Baxter.
I've noticed that, despite the thesis of the book I gave away this week, that the blog has been dominated by felines and their devoted fans. Cats will eventually reclaim the earth, mark my words.
Here's one last adorable photo. Meet lil bit, whose name is intentionally in lower case letters because pet mom Liz said when she adopted the kitten she was too small to handle capital letters.
Everyone have a safe holiday and a great weekend.
Warning: This photo is too cute for words.
Reader Donna sent us this shot of her 8-week-old Jack Russell terrier puppy, Toby, trying on this pumpkin.
Guess that would make it a "pup-kin!" Ha! I love candy-corny jokes.
Have a safe and happy Halloween everyone.
Blog reader Wendy sent us this haunting photo of her cat, Prince Leo. Spoooooooky!
Hello my patient readers. I am afraid I am home with the flu. So there will be little more than photos on this blog for the rest of the week.
Don't forget that the Roanoke Valley SPCA's Howl-O-Ween Walk for the Animals is this Sunday. Click here to visit the Web site for all the details.
Blog reader Kim sent in this photo of her kitty, Gracie, who decided to see what was for dessert after Kim got up from the dinner table.
This spooky little snapshot was sent in from Eric:
"This one is of my boy Tigger when he was a kitten. When I hit the shutter release button on my digital camera he looked very normal. This is what came out. I guess the flash got to him."
Sure, it was just the flash. He's not plotting anything with that wicked smile. BWAHAHAHAHA!
Have a hairy-scary weekend, pet people. The Wag is back with the latest news on pets and furry-events on Monday.
I have been a negligent blogger lately. In addition to the blog and column, I am also the office manager and this is the time of year we work on budget. Ugh.
So I leave you this morning with a photo: This is Thai, who was sneaking up on me this morning and apparently auditioning for the role of Zombie Kitty. I swear I heard him hiss, "BRAINZ NOM NOM NOM!"
But that could have been me thinking about budget numbers. Eating my brainz. Nom nom nom.
If you have any spoooooky photos of your pets, e-mail them to pets@roanoke.com.
I spent the weekend feeling poorly (my default setting lately) and barely got anything done but a few loads of laundry.
What do they say about doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result? Foolish or crazy, perhaps both? After more than seven years living with Thai, you would think I would learn not leave the clean, folded laundry in the sunniest spot of the house.
Sadly, no, I have not learned that lesson. Then I wonder why my clothes are always full of animal hair.
At least he let me finish folding and pile more laundry in around him.
