Category Archives: Dogs
Nice Dreams
I dreamed that the tide went down about 100 feet, My dog, Ditto and I went up to what normally is the dropoff, and looked down into the water. We could see the water level coming back up and turned and ran as our feet got wet. We were running across the sand flats, which are normally 60 feet under water, as the small waves from the rising tide chased us.
I was running and laughing and I looked down at Ditto, running beside me and I could tell he was as happy as any dog could be. Tongue out trailing alongside his face, ears blowing in the wind, eyes sparkling as he looked back at me.
It was a wonderful dream, Happy and fun.
I wish Ditto could stay young. Nowadays, he mostly sleeps or paces the floor. We’re pretty sure he’s deaf, not sure he can see, and pretty certain he’s senile and doesn’t know where he is a lot of the time.
It’s not fair.
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Got the new Kindle going, upgraded and loaded with my books. It’s just like my old Kindle now, except with a better keyboard and 2 gig instead of 4 gig, and no WiFi….
Have a good day!!!!!
New Underwater Camera
Got a new camera before Christmas. First time I took it in the water was yesterday.
I had been waiting for “the right time” to get it wet, but the right time never came. So I took it out yesterday. It was rough and wavy and murky, but I took it out anyway.
It is much better than the old camera!
Ditto the Dawg took a big fall down the stairs this morning. He didn’t want me to help him down but I should have anyway. He’s so old. He’s OK, he just knocked over a table and made a really loud noise.
Have a good Tuesday!
Ditto’s OK for now
Ditto had a rough weekend. But yesterday afternoon he started acting like he felt better. We were worried, because he wasn’t eating, but then his appetite kicked it.
Here’s a picture of the sick Ditto, in his bed. Glad he’s feeling better!
It’s Monday, and I have the attitude to prove it. Just let me hang on till lunchtime, I’m going to the beach, rain or shine.
Below is a picture of our cats, hanging out on the driveway yesterday evening, watching the dogs.
Have a good week!
Morning Routine
Every morning My alarm goes off at 5, I get up, turn on the BBC and shave and shower. I get dressed, walk the dogs, feed the cats and chickens. Some days it takes longer than others, depending on the dogs. Today was one of those mornings, where it’s like dragging two rocks around on a rope. They both wanted to go different directions.
Then they stop and stare up the road. They do everything except poop and pee. Finally, when I start heading back to the house, THEN they decide it’s time to head to the nearest bushes and take care of business. Why can’t they get out there, water the grass, lay down the big stinkie, and head back inside? Bip! Boom! Bam!
But then comes the big excitement when I finally do get all the animals taken care of, and I realize there’s nothing between me and a cup of COFFEE! Hoo RAY!
Hoo Ray rhymes with Thursday! (kinda) And that means that tomorrow is FRIDAY!
Hoo Ray! Havea good day!
We Won A BOAT!!!!!
The Wife and I went out to lunch today, after we power washed the house and decks. After that, on impulse, we went to a boat show at Harbor House Marina. They were raffling off a cute little boat. My wife asked me if I’d like to win a boat, and I said “Not really, but I would like one of those hats.” (everyone was wearing Harbor House Marina hats.) We went back inside and I found where they were giving the hats away, right next to where they were selling raffle tickets. The Wife bought a raffle ticket.
Then we went outside and there were hamburgers and stuff and a whole lot of people. Then came the drawing, we were so far away we couldn’t hear, so we went closer, just in time for the grand prize drawing, the boat. I went in shock when they called my name. I was zombified. I turned to look at the Wife and she was all excited, jumping up and down. I didn’t know she put the ticket in my name.
So they’re delivering the boat on Monday, I’m still in shock. I can’t wait to go out on it.
If I was going to buy a boat, it would be a boat just like the one we won.
Unbelievable.
All Animals OUT!
This morning I got up, put the chickens out, (they kind of quit growing UP, and now you can daily see the feathers growing OUT), I bet soon they will begin visibly growing bigger again. (I’ll be glad to have them outside, they’re beginning to smell)
I walked the desperate dogs, who were begging desperately to go out. I took them out and they didn’t even want to step off the dry pavement, they didn’t have to pee or poop, I was conned. So I left them tied up outside. The cats had gotten into their food storage container, and had been having an all you can eat buffet all night. I fed them anyway, but they obviously weren’t hungry. So now the house is nice and quiet, I’m drinking my coffee, ready to go to work.
Dogs staring listlessly up the road at nothing.
The sky is blue right now, but I wonder if it’ll get rainy later…. Weather says yes. Scooter or car? Scooter or car?
Done With Dogs
I am done with dogs. I’m never getting any more. They come begging for a walk as soon as I get up, then they stand there in the middle of the road and stare off into space. Every day. They don’t poop or pee till they get back inside the house. They USED to poop and pee outside, but I guess they forgot. Why pee outside? It’s so easy and convenient to do it in the house.
I wake up, they start begging for a walk. Every time I turn around they’re there with that look on their faces, “Don’t forget we need a walk!”. When I get home from work, they’re desperate for a walk. Then they stand in the middle of the road and stare up the street. They don’t poop or pee. Half the time I have to pee when I get home from work. I’m standing there with my back teeth floating, I have to pee so bad and the damn dawgs just stand there and stare. Waste of my time. I wouldn’t even come home after work if I didn’t have to take them out. I’d go swim and get a little exercise in my life.
The dogs are killing me. The frustration and anger they cause is a fraction of the pleasure they give.
Thursday Thoughts?
I can’t think of a title for my post today.
Here we are, suddenly, the week is almost over.
My sister arrives Saturday, as well as a friend I’ve never met from the cigar forum. I quit smoking cigars more than a month ago, I could probably search this blog to find the exact date, but I think I will probably smoke when this guy arrives. I quit because the Wife asked me to, but she says she doesn’t mind me smoking as long as I don’t smoke every day.
We got this new dog food, Be Happy. The dogs really like it.
It’s probably no good for you, but the dawgs woof it down.
Yesterday there was a rainbow around the sun. It was cool.
I think it’s supposed to mean something. …
Poor Poor Sheba
Sheba has been itching and scratching and biting herself for months. We’ve taken her to the vet, got medicine and cream and shampoos and it seems to get better for awhile and then gets bad again. Finally we paid for this expensive allergy test that was to be the mother of all mothers of a test, and we’d definitely know what was causing the problem then. But, the vet made no big deal of this test, and started again, cycling us through the pills and medicines and shampoos that didn’t work first time…
- poor poor Sheba Girly Girl!
Yesterday Poor Sheba was bloody from biting at the base of her tail. The Wife took her to the other vet. Now Poor Poor Sheba is in the cone of shame, and she’s embarrassed! And she got her butt shaved and looks funny. Also she’s on human Benedryl, and some other medicines with a crazy schedule, heavy doses at first, tapering off slowly. I like it. First of all Shebas tail is sure to heal because of the cone, and I like the heavy doses of medicine tapering off. It makes sense to me.I had to write down a list of what pills she gets and when she gets them.
In other news, here is a picture of our cat, Little One, in a basket in a tree. It is “cute”, designed to make girls go “squeeee!”
Lunchtime today marks the hump in humpday, after lunch, next weekend is closer than last weekend was!