If you can’t eat it or play with it, just pee on it and walk away.
Wanna go out and play? I dunno, do you?
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Another dog post?! Yes, I guess it has been one of those weeks.
My neighbor’s little bitty rat terrier chihuahua mix dog managed to get herself locked out of the house (in their fenced in yard) yesterday. We’re glad the weather wasn’t bad and the temperature was above 50 degrees.
The Curmudgeon, once he realized that she was outside and no one was home, called the three, in case of emergency numbers, we have for them while I attempted to get her to come to me. She refused and kept running away, foolish girl, she could have spent the day in a warm crate tormenting Patty and Gavin.
At last we got a phone call and was told someone would be home shortly to take care of her. Not long after that, the neighbor’s daughter appeared and the little dog was inside and happy. Later in the evening my neighbor came over to thank us and told us the little dog had no desire to go out at the moment. ;) I wouldn’t either if I were her.
Patty discovered the new throw. It is very soft, furry, and warm. She likes it. She never sits on the couch with me and yet, when she discovered this fabulous new throw, she leapt upon the couch and somersaulted into the throw rolling herself into doggy burrito.
Gavin’s green-eyed-monster raised its head and he joined us on the couch.
Years ago, when we used to put up a tree for the holiday, we came up with a clever arrangement to keep the tree from tumbling to floor when the resident cat or dogs wanted to mess with it. We lost a few trees to cats who climbed them, or dogs who want to play around them, or both.
We got smart and ran wire from the two decorative rings on the wall to the tree. Never lost a tree after that.
My opinion may not be popular, but I feel so sorry for the family and friends left behind to grieve, and angry that they, yes I said they, pulled such stunt that endangered others. Two grown men were in the car and had to be in agreement to the reckless act for it to happen.
I find it very sad that Paul Walker and Roger Rodas, men old enough to know better, are dead because they thought that a car was a toy to be played with and were speeding on a public street.
As I sit here at the computer I am giggling. Why am I giggling? Because Gavin, the foolish old dog, has barked at me all night. He claims I am not paying him enough attention, or something along that line.
This is not your average bark coming from him either. It’s a higher pitch scolding bark with the stink-eye to go with it. All I can do is laugh, which makes him scold me all the more.
It’s not like I didn’t spend a few hours snuggling with him on the couch after dinner or scratching his belly off and on all afternoon.
Him spoiled? No…um…well… not much.
Don’t worry, Patty gets her share of attention around here, but she insists on her Daddy doing it.
You all have a good one!
I will not be leaving the house today. I refuse to go anywhere near a store on Black Friday.
I had to work many a Black Friday when I was a retail manager. I hated it then and I hate it even more now. I don’t know how many of you hard-core bargain hunters are aware that most of the people working in those stores you throng to are there not from choice but because it is ‘work the day or get fired.’
Oh yes, while you get to enjoy your time off retail workers don’t get the time off. Keep this in mind when you are dragging your feet at closing time on Christmas eve too. They can’t leave until you get the heck out of the freaking store. Are the bargains really worth it?
Not on your life.
If you can’t see it well enough…
My father died on this day in 1995 after spending 15 years in a nursing home. He’d suffered a major stroke that took away his power of speech and some of his reason.
Not a day goes by where I don’t think of him and miss him terribly. I have few pictures of him, the ones I do have, I treasure.
I love you Pop.
Thursday, I’ll throw together a dinner for two. Nothing special… some ham, green beans, and canned yams. Maybe I’ll defrost two pieces of cheesecake for our dessert. We aren’t big into holidays after Halloween passes.
Once this week is FINALLY over with, I can get back to a somewhat normal life. Although, going shopping for normal, every-day items will become more difficult with idiot Xmas shoppers crowding the stores and parking lots.
I really hate this nonsense. When we did ‘celebrate’ the holiday I had all my shopping done by July or August. Screw getting a bargain. It’s no bargain if you have to deal with fools.
You all have a good one!
I truly do hate the months of November and December. I find them depressing and way over rated. My Dad died in November and we buried him in December.
I hate that a simple trip to the grocery store turns into hell on wheels because so many people are idiots. You had an entire year to shop for gifts, why did you wait until the last-minute?
Can I please just skip ahead to January? And not the first of it either since that is when my Mother died and with her the last of my immediate family.
So maybe February would be better. I could easily hibernate until then.
Starting to box and set aside items for our spring yard sale.
This toy fire truck, a Vintage Smith Miller SMFD No. 3 Aerial Ladder Fire Truck, B Mack Cab/L Mack Rear, from the 1950′s will not go out unless I find a person willing to pay a premium price for the toy. It is quite large and metal. Best offer over $400.00 gets it. The Curmudgeon was never allowed to play with it so it is in mint condition.
Shawnee Tom the Piper’s Son and S&P Shakers–$160.00 OBO.… will go out.
As will this guitar.
And this 1952 1953 1954 Hudson Wasp Medallion Ornament OEM parts RARE vintage part!