About Me

Dogsville, USA
I am in internet-savvy Chow Chow. I talk with friends, give advice and watch the world go by through the glass front door of my home. I share this house with Mommy and Daddy. We live at the end of our street and have a lot of windows, so believe me, I know what's going on around here! My best friends are Jake Feral and Sasha Willson. Jake is a Feral cat and the neighbors discovered a little too late that Jake is a girl! She has had, by my calculations, 3 liters! Sasha is the Golden Retriever next door. She is a Diva. Sometimes I am not so hot on sharing my street with her. Jake and I talk and text daily. I will share our conversations with you. I have a board of directors and a political agenda, which I will share with you.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Conversations with Jake Feral


At this point in my life, I am living in my third home and I can tell this is the one I will like best.
I think it's because of all the glass. I can talk to the neighbors. I hate squirrels and used to hate cats. Then I met Jake Feral. Jake dropped by to welcome me to the 'hood. As I recall, our first conversation went something like this:

AMANDA: Why are you blocking my view, and who are you? I don't usually hang out with cats.

JAKE: I am Jake Feral. I lived here before you did. Welcome, anyway, Amanda.

AMANDA: Tell me about yourself, then, Jake. Where do you live, and who is your Mommy?

JAKE: I am "feral" which means I don't have a house. I am homeless. We all need to help the homeless, Amanda. You are lucky to have a Daddy and Mommy who love you. I don't have a Mommy or Daddy to give me tummy rubs like you do. I don't get as much love as those with parents, Amanda!

AMANDA: That is sad, Jake! How do you eat? You certainly don't look like you have missed any meals.

JAKE: Oh, that is the good part, Amanda. The neighbors feed me. I go to the McDaniels, the Willsons, the house behind you and to the house by the mailboxes.

AMANDA: Wait a minute, Jake. This is a scam. By my calculations, you are being fed by four families!

JAKE: There is no law against it, Amanda. Would you like to share your food with me?

AMANDA: NO! I am greedy that way, Jake. But I can tell you that I get some of Daddy's food every night. I love salmon!

JAKE: Are you socially responsible, Amanda? Do you recycle and do you believe in diversity?

AMANDA: I clean up everything on my plate, if that's what you mean. I don't know much about diversity except that I hate squirrels. Does that make me a bad dog, then, Jake?

JAKE: No, Amanda. It makes you a typical dog. But if you reach out and make an effort to get along with people, with other dogs and with cats, you will rise above it all and be a very, very good dog.

AMANDA: People. Other dogs. Already there, Jake. I will try to like at least some cats. I mean, you seem pretty cool.

JAKE: I can teach the world a lot about diversity, Amanda. For example, I am in integrated cat. I am both black and white.

AMANDA: I have noticed that, Jake Feral, and I find it interesting.

JAKE: I am like Barack Obama.

AMANDA: He is very interesting. I like his daughters. They are dog people. I notice nothing has been said about them getting a cat. Jake, I need to ask you something. Are you a boy or girl? You have a boy's name but a girl's voice.

JAKE: LOL, Amanda! When I first appeared here, the neighbors thought I was a boy. They named me "Jake." Then I had kittens. I have had kittens three times, Amanda.

AMANDA: I find that interesting, Jake Feral. Are they all integrated cats like you?

JAKE: Some are. Some are all white. Some are all black. One is Siamese. She still lives nearby and they call her "foxy."

AMANDA: I think I hear Mommy's car. COL. Celebrate out loud!

JAKE: I need to run. I have four stops to make for dinner tonight, Amanda The Chow. May I stop by tomorrow?

AMANDA: That would be great, Jake Feral

1 comment:

  1. Amanda, you are much more advanced on the whole blogging thing than your Auntie Ann. I hope we get to hear about your adventures in the SNOW!!

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