Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts

Thursday, May 29, 2008

I would have posted but....

a) I've been so down since American Idol ended that I jumped in an old VW van and hit the road so I could follow the Two Davids around for their press junkets, photo ops and mini-concerts. Oh, and I still don't have a laptop so I can't get online.



b) I have a mysterious and communicable disease which confines me to staying under a plastic bubble (a tarp, really) watching my "stories" on the flat screen and eating Jelly-Belly candy like there's no tomorrow. But not the popcorn flavored ones because those are as gross as Peanut-Butter Cap'n Crunch. Sorry, Cap'n.


This disease gives me bad hair days EVERY DAY and adult onset acne which is really something to boast about.


**FYI: It is not my poor food choices that are contributing to my symptoms, so don't even go there. In fact, if you are going to gently suggest that, please leave my blog immediately. Thank you.



c.) Everything is going great and I have nothing to write about. Except that my dogs have worms. And that doesn't seem like polite conversation. Especially the part where Chopper holds himself up solely on his front legs like a canine gymnast and swings his back legs forward so he can scratch the itch on his doggy nether regions. On the new carpet. Which I am dousing with gasoline a cheaper flammable liquid of some sort and flicking a match and just walking away.


Because, ewww, Chopper. Really, just ewww.




A snippet of each of those choices is true. You'll have to decide which snippets.And I'm out of Jelly Bellys. Please send some ASAP.

Appreciate it.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

When I open my eyes it will be Spring

This is Dresden, who is one of Lila and Chopper's puppies.

I saw this on his blog yesterday (Yes, I know! A puppy with his own blog!) and it summed up precisely how I feel.

I'm with you, Dresden. I'm with you.
(Hope you don't get upset I "borrowed" your picture!)

***For information on "Tell me your Story", click here.***

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Here Kitty Kitty...Nice Kitty....

Sometimes, just for the heck of it, I'll check out the pet section of CraigsList. I do not recommend doing this as I become very sad every time I read them. I don't like reading about pets that people no longer have time for and are now searching for a "forever home" for. Hmmmm.
But I must get SOMETHING out of it, as Dr. Phil would say. Yes, you're right. I enjoy seeing the cute pet photos. That's pretty much it. And, every once in a while, I'll run across a gem like the following:



"Phoebe is a very loving cat with a sweet demeanor. She needs a good home with no small children and someone is home to give her lots of attention. Elderly folks would be ideal. She is sensitive to change and being left alone for long periods of time. (overnight) She's never been outside and needs to be an indoor cat. free kitty gazebo scratch post with her."

There is so much I want to say that I am stuttering. Well, type-stuttering. Study the picture. Read the ad. Sweet demeanor? Are they kidding me? Look into those evil, spawn of satan eyes. At least they are attempting to save the small children. EXCEPT FOR THE ONE IN THE PHOTO!!! And we all know why the "cat" needs lots of attention at home. Because it will poison you at dinnertime or suffocate you in your sleep! Can you imagine even turning your lights out at night with that "cat" loose in your house?
"Elderly folks would be ideal." For what, exactly? Because they won't be fully aware that the fiendish "cat" is quietly plotting to take over the universe?
Obviously, I could go on and on, but we need groceries and frankly, I am kind of spooking myself a little bit.
This is why we are forever Dog People.