*23Jun08 - Update amended to end of type*

He peers at me from under his ceramic coven. Watching, waiting, anticipating my movements to find the right time to climb out from below in search of a meal. I come home to a quiet house, open the garage door to the kitchen, and he is always there staring at me, inflating his neck with the most sinister grin on his scaley lizard face. How did you get in Kitchen Lizard? I can only guess. How can I get you out? His fortress of Lizardatude resides under my unmovable appliance, how clever you are to pick such a strategic locale. I run to him, he retreats to safety. I take a different entrance and attempt to sneak up behind, but he knows! His parrallel set eyes like prey give him a panoramic view of my plotting to destroy him. My duct-tape lizard trap baited with a live fly? He drug the whole thing under the stove!! Even my attempts to sweep at him swiftly with a broom were futile. His ninja like grace and suprising feats of speed always allow him to fly across tile after tile to his darkened hid-e-hole. It's been three whole days, how are you still there Kitchen Lizard? Why have you not starved? You must come out at night when we are asleep, as during the day you never stray far from your protective ceramic cave. Eventually you will need food, I can only hope. I fear that he is eating flys or whatever bugs fly in when I take my canine-friend outside, I can never hope to catch them all. If only Cheez was intrested in chasing you, kitchen lizard! But alas' he is not...

(Summary: Lizard under my stove, been there for days, not getting any thinner, cant get him out, cant move stove, cheez-it doesnt want to chase him. Mabye they're working together?)

Sunday, oh yes it's Sunday. Today the Cheez-monster and I went to Petsmart. To buy toys you say? No! Restocking on dog foods? Not today. We went to meed Pinky the 6yr Sheltie that needs a home. I narrowed my search for a dog companion for Cheez-it and myself down to another Corgi, a Sheltie, or a Shiba-Inu. Why? Logical reasons I assure you, those are the dogs that best suit my style of living. Anyway, I filled out some rescue applications and got a reply from one Sheltie rescue almost immedaitely. They had sever old dogs, and frankly I cant bare to have a pooch near the end of it's life right now so I told them to keep me in mind. The next day they sent me a number to a lady who needs to re-home a 6yr fem. Sheltie. There was some unfortunate incident and poor Pinky no longer had a home. We talked some and Cheez and I went to meet her today. Pinky the Sheltie is a sweetheart and was very nice to the Cheez-ball, but she kept his jumping in check. I could tell Cheez immediately recognized her as more-alpha than him. She was quite large, actually she was just plain fat. She would need a diet immediately, I will admit she is cute with her buffalo-like frame, but she was clearly out of shape. She also has never been on Heartworm medication, which freaks me out quite frankly. I think her and Cheez would work out perfectly, and I would have taken her home today, but instead I decided to think about it. I would hate to get her home and find out she has heartworms. Especially being un-prevented for 6 years, it could be exceptionally bad. Im still thinking about it.


Also in my attempts to replicate Noah's Ark in my home.
You may remember my found ferret a little while ago, I found a home for her and everything was fine. But now I sort of miss having her cluck around here. I think I'm going to get one. I started doing serious research on them and they sound like wonderful pets for me. I should have kept the one I found, she was even UTD on shots! But she belonged to someone, and that someone missed her very much. I am glad I played a part in helping her find her home.

Still sick with a cough, but well enough to do some jogging again, and Cheez-it has calmed down now. He is still being a stubborn little attention seeking brat, but thats part of the puppy charm. Either he is acting much better, or I am feeling better and it just seems he is behaving. Oh well.

How can you not love this?

**UPDATE**
I wrote the rescue agency for advise, I wouldnt even mind paying for a heartworm test for peace of mind, but if it were positive I dont know what to do. I really do not have the ideal place for heartworm treatment. Trying to keep a dog extremely calm in the bustle of my house and add Cheez-it's jumpy-puppity self to the mix, well it would be an excersie in futility. No doubt she is better versed in Shelties than I and can lend some sound advise.