Meow, Oops, I Mean Woof!

As I've alluded to before, sometimes I act like a cat. It comes from the fact that I spent part of my life growing up with other animals, including cats. I spent so much time with them, I even had a little kitty at one of my foster homes I used to cuddle with. Everytime I would come home, I would run up the stairs howling (which is funny, cuz I'm usually not a howler, despite being part beagle) to find my kitty so I could snuggle with her. So I guess being around those crazy felines kinda rubbed off on me. I like to climb on the tops of furniture (as pictured above) to sleep and sometimes even pace on the tops of the couches. I also lick my front paws for hours. If I see a fly in the window, I'll wait for all day on the top of the couch until it gets tired and then I'll catch it in my mouth and kill it. That's how good and multi-talented I am. I even bathe myself like a cat, although I can't get my leg straight up in the air to lick my ass like cats can. Too bad, it looks kinda fun. Maybe if I took yoga.