Mica's Hangover and Shake your Booties!

Now that Mica is 18, he's decided he's old enough to drink. So last night he washed down his Fancy Feast with a glass of Sancerre. When we came into the living room this morning, we found him like this.

Clearly hungover.  But given that smile on his face, it must have been worth every drop.

Now doggies, I ask you...do you know what this is? (No, not Mommy's teal blue nail polish.)

It's one of my booties. They look like deflated balloons and they stay on my feet better than my MuttLuks.  So why does Mommy torture me with these silly things?

Salt. And de-icer. It's piled on thick on all the sidewalks and roads. Here's the thing - when doggies get salt on their wet paws, it acts as a conductor. So when you touch something metal - like a manhole cover or a signpost or a hydrant- you can get a bad shock. De-icer is just as bad. It works by heating up and melting the ice. So it burns your paws. And because your paws are ouchy-hot, you lick 'em then get that nasty stuff in your tummy.  Here's the pet-safe de-icer we use at the run. If you need to use de-icer, this is a really good one.

So remember those beautiful photos of Asta and I frolicking the snow yesterday? If you haven't seen her photos, go take a peek - the ones with her and the kids on the sled are adorable and guaranteed to make you smile!

Here's what it looked like today. I wore humiliating booties for this?

Mommy and I did find a little fluffy snow to play in. Don't I look like I'm in the prison yard? Petey behind bars.
There wasn't even enough for a good Snow Face Pack. Oh well...goodbye snow! See you next winter!

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