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June 17, 2009

Punkin and Abbey A Story To Share

Rush and his cat Punkin

Rush and Abbey ( the puppy )

Rush's girlfriend got a puppy an old English sheepdog named Abbey. Rush has a cat named Punkikn that he has spoken of many times on his show.

I thought you might get a kick out of reading about his new adventure of the puppy named Abbey and Punkin. This is from his show yessterday. When you see the word 'interruption' it is from one of Rush's staff asking him a question. Katie is Rush's girlfriend.

RUSH: Yesterday ( Monday) I posted on the website three pictures of our new little puppy, an old English sheepdog by the name of Abbey, 12 weeks old. They were cute little pictures, cute little dog. Everybody who has dogs understands. This is an exuberant little puppy, curious about everything, already loyal, already devoted. But I got a lot of questions from people: "What about Punkin? Have you just thrown Punkin away? Have you thrown Punkin overboard? What about Punkin?" No. Punkin is fine and dandy. I even mentioned this a little bit. Punkin is fine with the new dog.

It was actually kind of funny, because Punkin will be 11, in August, and she'd never seen a dog until this one. She had never seen a dog, except on TV, and she didn't know that she was watching TV when she was watching TV contrary to what -- (interruption) she doesn't know how to hate. My cat is not a hater. My cat is like every other cat, a superior being, indifferent to most everything, very loyal to me, but couldn't care less about anything.

We just wanted Punkin to be able to whiff the scent. This is what I've been told by all the experts to do. If it's another cat or a dog, let it get a whiff of the scent, but don't let the cat see the intruder. Do that a couple, three days, get them used to the scent, which is what happened. And then, quite by accident, we're in the library with the new puppy, and in strolls Punkin.

I said to Katie, "Here's what's going to happen." I know exactly what's going to happen here. When these two meet, the cat's going to walk in the room, and Abbey ( the puppy), is going to go absolutely bonkers that there's an animal in the room, going to go running around like an absolute teenager with all this boundless energy, running around, a little moaning, a little barking and so forth, go up and try to sniff the cat. And the cat, Punkin, is going to look at this new creature just as you would look at a rambunctious four-year-old, like, "Ah, what have I gotta be bothered with this for?" And that's exactly what happened.

Punkin looked at this new dog like, "Ah, gee, what the hell is this?" She just sat there and stared at it like, "You little idiot, when are you going to calm down and stop making all this racket here in my house?" So then finally the dog got up the courage to get close to Punkin and start doing the sniff routine and I wish I had the camera to show you this, I wish I'd had the camera but I was too busy standing guard. I had to make sure that nothing happened here. I was the guard, I did not have any camera with me and I was afraid if I left the scene to go get the camera the puppy would follow me. So we haven't got any pictures of this yet, but the puppy kinda tiptoes up and starts sniffing around and Punkin just sits there and takes it and so forth.

Then Punkin gets up and the puppy starts sniffing the rear end and I said, "Uh-oh, no, this could be problematic," but it wasn't. I was stunned. I was literally stunned. But then all of a sudden out of nowhere Punkin turned around and hissed. Bam, that dog made a beeline, a 180 in the opposite direction and then tiptoed back and Punkin finally got tired of it and left and went back up to her room.

So later we followed. We took the dog up to Punkin's rooms and Punkin was in her hammock. I have a little cat toy that's a hammock and she's sitting in it with one paw out. The dog sniffs and Punkin does not leave the hammock. She just looks at the dog like it's the biggest idiot on the face of the earth. The dog goes in and starts eating some of Punkin's food. Punkin walks out of the hammock and sees this. After the dog finishes she goes in and sniffs some of the food, I go, "Ah no, now the food's corrupted. Punkin's not going to eat this," but she did. So the bottom line is they get along fine. They get along famously well, which was surprising to me. It was fun to watch.

Punkin's a good cat, what can I tell you? She starts doing something, I say, "No," she looks at me like, "Screw you," and leaves anyway.

If you understand one simple truth then you'll have no problem mixing cats and dogs in your house. Dogs have masters and cats have staff. Once you understand that -- you can't make a cat be a dog or vice-versa -- then everything's cool, everything's fine.

Mark Levin just sent me a very insulting note. Levin said, "I just saw pictures of your new puppy. Looks like Obama's dog." And I was insulted. Obama's dog has a tail; it's a Portuguese Water Dog; it was given to him by Senator Kennedy. Senator Kennedy has a Portuguese Water Dog named Splash. I kid you not.

Our dog is an Old English Sheepdog, much, much, much nicer. I don't want to put down Portuguese Water Dogs, but I mean to have my dog compared to Obama's, that was a bit much. (interruption) What do you mean, notice how quickly it became "our" dog? Well, I love the little thing. It's our dog. I do, I love him. What's wrong with it being our dog? I was there when we picked it up. You know, I didn't leave it. You know, I got a big yard. It's going to be a big dog, let it run around there. I'm not like some fathers, you know, leave the waiting room and head out and have a cigar and so forth. I was there the moment of delivery.

Wild Thing's comment.....

I thought you might like to read this, it is a nice break from politics and the horrible O.

LMAO I love how he tells this story, it is wonderful, delightful. Animals bring such joy and now more then ever we need them in our lives. That is cute too how his best friend Mark Levin kidded him about his dog Abbey looking like Obama's . hahaha

I wonder if Punkin will do what our cat Missy does. She walks up to Sebastian our dog, puts one paw on his forehead and then proceeds to clean his face, like, she doesn't want him to be a mess or intidy. haha He just lays there and let's her do whatever she wants. heh heh

Or she will walk up to him, bop him on the head and when he gets up she runs down the hall lilke come and chase me you need some exercise. hahaha

Posted by Wild Thing at June 17, 2009 05:47 AM


Cats are the masters of their domain.

I also enjoy the way Rush told the story. Maybe the dog and cat will provide him with more material later.

Posted by: TomR at June 17, 2009 12:09 PM

Love these stories WT.

This morning my daughter called, waking my dead carcass, she was on the patio with both dogs and one of her cats, smoking, while the animals did their thing. She yelled OMG, I didn't know what was going on, the cat brought her a live mouse and the Weenie dog was trying to take it away from the cat. She dispatched the mouse and put it in the trash but there is never a dull moment with her pets.

That dachshund is a card, he's smart but has 'a square head' an independent little snip. I just love him and that huge black lab, both are a joy to be around, don't even think of sneaking in a nap on the couch, the little one will relentlessly jump up and go for your ears to lick or try to snuggle by curling up under your chin and the big one is constantly poking his nose under your arm, meaning get up. let's go for a walk.
If there are no dogs in heaven I don't want to go there.


Posted by: Jack at June 17, 2009 12:48 PM

I tell my boys the same thing about my cat. She's a superior being. Descended from the Pharoahs. They don't buy it. I'm glad I now have proof! I can quote Rush.

Posted by: jim at June 17, 2009 01:20 PM

Tom, giggle I hope so. I think he
needed this. He feels the same stress
we all do about about what is happening to
our country.

Posted by: Wild Thing at June 17, 2009 07:30 PM

Jack, LOL how funny, I love the story.
Thank you Jack for sharing about that.

Posted by: Wild Thing at June 17, 2009 07:32 PM

Jim, hahaha good one. That is cute about your
sons, yes now we can all quote Rush on this
one. heh heh

Posted by: Wild Thing at June 17, 2009 07:33 PM