Hello World,

It's supposed to rain tomorrow. Sigh!
Last time it rained heavily, I thought
I was going white water rafting in my
doghouse. Mom slogged through our red
clay Georgia swamp of a backyard
to get to Raven and me.

Keep dry!

Later,

Arwen

Hello World,

I'm still here. Raven is here, too. We have
discovered opera. Yes, opera, and so
we have been doing a lot of singing.

We're singing and singing and singing.
Mom says we're not Metropolitan Opera
material. How is that for encouragment?
Everybody is a critic.

Raven and I will keep performing. Opera
is more our style than Shakespeare plays.

The Cat is more into Cirque Du Soliel, so he's
working on a trapeze act, and Raven
and I will sing as he performs. He's working
on his costume.

Later,

Arwen

Hello World,

Yeah, I know. Where have you been Arwen?

Sigh! I've been stuck at home as usual. Mom's
been busy, and she hasn't let the puppy
have the computer.

However, I do have good news. after some
recent training and using "The Cat's" techniques,
Mom has kept my food filled. As soon as she
opens a bag, she buys another one.

I'm hoping there will never be another day
of 'oops, Mommy doesn't have any dog food'
emergencies.

Later,

Arwen

Hello World,

The Cat presented his workshop on how to prevent
Empty Bowl Syndrome, which I've recently experienced.

Let me hear a loud "Poor Arwen."

I know it. Poor Arwen had a rumbly tumbly. Poor
Arwen should never, ever have a rumbly tumbly.

Back to the workshop.So, The Cat said one should
meow piteously in front of the bowl. This will get
the human's attention. Put an extra emphasis on
the 'ow'. Stretch it out.

So, I stood in front of the bowl. Here we go--ready--
'wooo-woooooooooo'. Not exactly a meow, but I think
I really put the pity in the 'ooooo'.

I'll pass more on more tips.

Later,

Arwen

Hello World,

I talked to The Cat about the empty bowl
syndrome which occassionally plagues our
lives. Yes, empty bowl syndrome--when your
owner forgets to buy your food.

The Thundering Herd has it right. UPS delivers
their food. I'm going to inquire with Mom about
UPS delivering my food. I like the idea of take-out
coming to my house.

The Cat has offered to give a workshop to
Raven and me on how he motivates Mom
to fill his food bowl. He's conducting it this
afternoon. I'll let you know if I get any pointers.

Later,

Arwen

Hello World,

Mom made an emergency run to buy
my dogfood. I told you if Arwen
isn't happy, then no one is going be happy
at my house.

Raven is mad. She liked the canned food.
In fact, she was eating not only her food, but
my food, too. She said I didn't have to be
such a drama dog about the whole incident.

Whenever The Cat's bowl is empty. He has
several ploys to get Mom's attention.

1. He yodels.

2. He sits on her head.

3. He acts as if he's starving, and drags his body
to the bowl with the rest of his waning strength and
pretends to pass out.

I think I'm going to have to try sitting on Mom's head
if she ever runs out of my dog food, again. Knowing her,
it will happen again.

Later,

Arwen

Hello World,

Yep, she did it again. Mom forgot to buy
my dog food. I'm eating emergency can rations.
I ask you, where am I on the priority scale?

The Cat has food. Mom has milk in the refrigerator.
Does Arwen have her dog food? No.

I'm telling you, I'm not happy. Not happy at all.
When I'm not happy, then no one is going to be
happy.

Later,

Arwen