We bought some dog treats that have approximately the same shape as a taquito or a cigar. Whenever Betty chews on hers, Gene says she looks like Winston Churchhill. Come to think of it, I think she’d accept the taquito instead.
Category: The Hounds
Awesome-O! (The Conclusion…?)
So, apparently the vet’s office actually listens to their voicemail!! Score one! They called about quarter til 8 this morning re: Awesome-O. About ten minutes later, a man calls so he can retrieve his dog… Awesome-O! (No, actually, Bennie). He’s not here yet but I’m sure he’ll show up soon. I love it when things…
Awesome-O!
So, Gene had the car today so he could go to the closing of our re-fi. (Yes, we finally ditched our awful interest only mortgage). He picked me up from work and we drove down the highway but exited 3 miles before our exit. Hmmm. We drive around a neighborhood for no aparent reason. This…
Dogs Home…
Yea! Dogs stinky. Peeeeeeew. Gene gave the dogs a bath. They were so dirty that when the water hit them it was like they were mud-dogs. Wow. They both now smell nice and have resumed their naps on the couch next to me. (Actually, the dogs smell nice but one or both of them apparently…
The Worst Mommy…
Gene just left to go to the airport to pick up MIL (her earlier flight was cancelled, so I think the poor thing has probably spent the day at the airport), and I celebrated by locking the dogs in their kennels so I could blog a moment. Hey, I gave them each a Pupperoni! As…
BTW
My dogs don’t have any clothes, holiday or otherwise. The only exception are the cravats from the groomers. I bought a sweater for Scooby once (he’s very THIN and COLD!) but it wasn’t sized right. I think there’s technically a day-glo dog coat around here somewhere, for when I walked Scooby and I was afraid…
The pirating from Erin’s blog continues!
Erin’s blog asked the question today, (I am paraphrasing because she’s a real Mommy and doesn’t curse like a sailor) “WTF is up with people treating their dogs like their kids?” (I was PARAPHRASING!) Anyway. Even though I own baby clothes, I am not a mother to humans yet. Maybe sometime in 2008. But in…
New thing to disgust Gene…
We’re sitting here eating pretzels leftover from last weekend’s sleepover. Gene threw one to Booper to see if she’d eat it. (DUH, of course she did). I put one in front of Scoob and he wasn’t interested. So, as any good Mommy does, I took a piece of the pretzel and offered it to him….
Scooby and Betty’s Menu for Today…
1) Beef 2) Telephone 3) My OTHER brown sandals 4) Ink pen (ink just can’t be good for dogs) 5) Attachment for Dyson Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. (Sorry. Typing the “H” so much was really comforting).
I.Am.So.Upset
Freaking doggies. I came home about a half hour ago and Gene told me to go outside to see what “my babies” have done. It’s absolute footwear carnage…oh my god. It’s the end of my awesome Lands End sandals, my Babe the Pig slippers, near the end of my (NEW) brown shoes, the Homer Simpson…