Ace of Spades Pet Thread

Happy New Year and welcome to the almost world famous Ace of Spades Pet Thread. If you are nursing a self-inflicted case of whatevs, join us celebrating the world of animals.

I don't care for politics on The AoS Pet Thread, but this was a nice submission by Roger. He told us, "This is old but might make fodder for the pet thread."

Cute or too much time on ones hands?

When lockdown boredom hit, painter Eliza Reinhardt got an idea for how to put a smile on the faces of her friends and family – with the help of her dog Finn.

Eliza, 26, and Finn, four, have been taking photos reimagining paintings by art icons from Van Gough and Lowry to Frida Kahlo.

The duo have so far recreated over 300 paintings – including The Scream, American Gothic, and A Friend In Need – by dressing up and using random items from around the house.

Eliza, who’s originally from Iowa and now living in Denton, Texas, USA, says their new hobby has brought out working dog Finn’s natural modelling talent.

The In-Box was quite full. We'll get to all as soon as we can.

Love the pet thread! Here is our first ever foster cat, Christopher Robin. He is such a sweet and affectionate boy who loves snuggling, head rubs and neck scratches. He just got adopted by a lovely young family and we’re very grateful, but of course we miss him a lot! - Scott in Calgary

I bet you do miss him. He's a sleek looking kitteh. I don't think I could ever foster as I would want to keep each and every animal. Thank you for the wonderful story.

Erin the blond

Butch The Not Very Ghey Pom

Oscar the Weiner Dog

My MiL was in the Mall and they were in the same cage so she bought them.

She had custom seat made for the back of her Cadillac Allante for them to ride in. - rhennigantx

She got the kid at the mall too? Ya never know what you can get there. Being serious that's a great photo of all 3. Wonderful contribution, thank you.

This is our dearly departed mixed breed rescue Laney, enjoying a reflective moment before Christmas.
Regular reader, never commenter - identify as Don if you need a name.

Yes Don, we like it when the pet's owners are named. Thank you for being a reader. Don't be afraid to comment. Sorry to hear about Laney's passing. She was a looker.

I brought my new puppy Tobie home from a shelter in late May. It's now late December and he has grown quite a lot. I think he's an Anatolian Shepherd mix, not sure mixed with what. He's probably about a year old by now and very much a puppy. He's still in an obnoxious chewing phase, and was caught here trying to Steven Seagal my desk chair cushion. - Joel

My what a big puppeh you have there Joel. Be patient with Tobie, they grow up before you know it. Thanks for submitting his story.

I don't remember whose cat this was, but I love how the look on its face captures the typically feline contempt for humanity. I hope none of the moronimals or their humans mind that I like to borrow photos from the pet thread for my doodles. Thanks as always for doing the thread every Saturday. - Sobek

Good to hear from you our regular sketch contributor. No one has ever complained about your work which you have submitted. You are truly blessed with great talents. I for one am envious.

Sharp,Sloan,Seamus & Vincent All, of course, Irish Wolfhounds.
The breed is magical, gentle giants. Taken a few years ago.-From longtime lurker Rex Nemorensis.

Sweetie: 24th Christmas together! - Alan

Congrats on your 24th Christmas together. We hope that you have many more. Thanks for your contribution today.

Our beloved "outside cat" Notch, who adopted us very nearly two years ago. He couldn't be an "inside kitty", as he was diagnosed with feline immunity virus, and protecting the two inside cats was the first order of business. But still, he was properly spoiled with endless dry & wet food on demand, copious lap times and walk-by skritches day and night.

During the February Freeze, we secured the two inside cats in the master bedroom with box & bowls, and brought Notch in out of the freeze. He, along with several woolen blankets, helped keep me warm till the power was restored. Same with a recent hurricane, which he watched through the living room window. He KNEW he was safe from the storm, and didn't try to go back out. Until the winds abated that is, and then he was a paint-shreddin' meowling monster at the door, rarin' to go!

Alas, Notch did not show up for breakfast this Friday, Christmas Eve morning. And I found him only 120 ft. away, horribly and fatally stricken by some car or another. A very sudden and instant end to a very wonderful, loyal, loving and most intelligent cat. Of course, I recovered him, and had have him wait for me, as to I had to go to work, getting home at 1pm. It's now 5 pm, and I've just filled in his grave, which I dug. He's at rest now, wrapped in his favorite blanket, forever.

Herself New Dawn is shattered, and I am likewise but barely contained. Other than the Love of Christ in our hearts, this will be a dismal, desolate and despondent Christmas morning, the presents will be of little joy or effect, now.

We'll take solace in the warm and fuzzy love from the inside pair of furballs, but it's still awful. Three are now two, and there's no more warmth on the lap on the front porch.

You were a wonderful cat, Notch, and a joy to behold. You will be, and are missed, more than words can ever convey.

See you o'er the bridge, young man. See you o'er the bridge.

Jim & Iris
Sunk New Dawn

So sorry to hear of your loss. I know you have commented about Notch before in the past. He truly had a good life being your cat.

MisHum,

You put up a picture of my Lab, Jill, last April on “The Pet Thread,” taken on the day I picked her out of her litter and before she went into the breeder/trainer’s “Build a Gun Dog” program. She’s finished her training and is now home with me—as you might suspect, socializing a dog who has spent her first ten-and-a-half months in a kennel is an interesting challenge.

Here she is now—doing some online training for our Idaho hunting season. Dog-training has certainly advanced since I trained the “First Jill,” more than forty years ago based on the classic, Water Dog. A friend of mine wanted to know if she’s watching the show, critiquing the other dogs, or just reading the captions.

Onward, clc

You better keep the darn remote out of her reach or you'll never get your television set back. Great photo and thanks for sharing with us.

Merry Christmas from Maggie, Molly, Candi, PointyHairedBoss & the Missus.

And from Moxy, Sally, Caesar & Karma our 4 dog angels that enriched our lives in years past. - PointyHairedBoss

A belated Merry Christmas to you and your family. Nice photo. Was that done on a timer or did someone take it for you. Thanks for sharing with us.

Sent by CozMark
In October 2007 I came home from work to find a friendly, talkative little cat. He babbled to me as we walked up the 3 flights of stairs to my apartment. I thought he was just lost and there was someone desperate to find him. I gave him some water When I opened my door the next day I almost stepped on him.
I tried to find his owner (I couldn't believe that anyone would abandon such a handsome and personable creature) but there were no signs up. Anyway, every day for a week he was at my doorstep and greeted me when I came home. He was very talkative and we conversed as I ascended the stairs. I would give him water and a little food, but I didn't have anything like actual cat food.
One morning I was late for work. I opened the door to leave and Woodstock ran in between my legs. He was slippery little guy, I had him boxed in several times but he got away. Eventually, he got under my bed and, being really late for work, I opened a can of chicken chunks and left him a bowl of water. And that is how a snobbish, anti-cat dog person became a cat person.
Woodstock went to sleep on December 22, 2021. He was a great companion and tremendous conversationalist to the end.

From a dog guy to a cat guy says something about Woodstock's personality. Both of you enriched each other's lives and that is what pet ownership is all about. So sorry to hear of his passing. Thank you for your story.

This is the Little Wicked Witch of the West (aka Elbee for Little Bastard). She came from the Humane Society a few months back to be a companion for a very lonely Persian cat. The Humane Society had found her living wild with a litter of kittens. They fostered her until the kittens were weaned. We scooped her up about two seconds after she was returned to the Humane Society. I had a feral cat I had tamed for thirteen years; Wicked Witch is no feral, she was dumped.

Yes, that is a step ladder with a board fastened to the top step and a small rug stapled to the board. She loves being up as high as she can get, which drives the Persian crazy. He can’t jump more than a couple feet, so she is always taunting him from on top of counters and wherever else she decides to jump. That attraction to high spots and her general build suggest she has a lot of Oriental in her. Thankfully, though, she doesn’t have the voice of an Oriental. Years back, I had a cat that was nothing more than a tabby colored Siamese, and if she was awake, she was yelling about something. - Captain Josepha Sabin

Quite the nicknames you have there for your new addition. It sounds like the 2 kittehs have to work on their relationship. Thanks for the photo. Quite an interesting lair.

Quite the full In-Box, we were a little surprised with the holidays. So we thank you for your contributions.

If you have something you wish to contribute please contact us here at petmorons at gmail dot com.

Have a great week!

posted by Misanthropic Humanitarian at 03:01 PM

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