A doggie’s guide to begging by I.M. Adog

    First, you must sit the purtiest you ever can sit.  Make your eyes really big and soft.  If you can squeeze a doggie tear out, it helps.

If at all possible, you must never appear to be begging.  If you do, the humans may put you outside…or worse! In your kennel.

If a human does notice you begging,   pretend to only want crumbs.  If something falls from the human’s hand it is fair game…eat it.

Do not fight over the human food.  the human children will drop more than one piece and they will not even notice this good food they have dropped until it is too late!

If you are bossy, the human kid might make you do a stupid trick in front of their friends.  Do not appear too bossy.

 

Other forms of begging have rarely proved successful, and are highly controversial.  It’s better to go with the basics

   Keep a close eye on your humans.  They know begging techniques we have never even heard of!

 When you score the human food, eat it all up before they change their mind.  Humans love to play tricks on us doggies

If the humans are laughing and taking a picture of you…you have been tricked!   Remain calm.  You can pee on their rug later for revenge.

  

  Remember, you must be grateful.  Humans have the best food.  It is worth the trouble of begging.

especially sweet night

           Me,  cleaning, quick swipes of trash assembled around big A on the computer desk.

 her: “don’t touch that…oh.

  that was my snot [rag]“  gah!!!   

  tonight’s been a real diversion from the normal nightly routine.  We as little A’s parents, got invited to her choir musical.    One thing about little A.  she loves to sing–even post surgery, that gurl would not miss her concert!    She promised to lip sync if her throat got to hurting much. 

 

 

 

 

 

      We got to see the Beatles for free, oh wow!

 

 

      and Elvis.  Elvis isn’t dead you know.  He’s alive and well and he just played tonight.  He sounds better than ever too.

Along with being good on my new adjusted caloric intake and food preparation plan  (NOT a diet) 

I went over to Starbucks and had a bran muffin with 2 percent milk for breakfast. 

 I had an apple, a cheesestick and 3 slices of lean smoked deli ham.  I drank water allll day.  not a coke in sight.  

  This morning was especially sweet.  You know if you are reading this blog much that Sugar and Prince, my two dogs do not get along at all.  well, I got up to find them both laying on the couch with big A like this:

 

well, there IS hope for this family after all.  If they can get along…..

Prince Update

Doug took Prince to the Vet this morning, who told him, without evidence of a bite that there is probably no rabies going on.

  She told us to take him home and isolate him and that if he gets worse in the next couple days to bring him back.

Doug said that when he got the leash to take Prince to the vet, that Prince was very animated and that he didn’t seem like he was that sick.

  I was  relieved but still nervous.

So I just got off the phone with the Vet, myself, at 1045 this morning and she confirmed that I mistakenly thought Prince’s vaccination was expired, but that it was actually good for 3 years and not one.  

She also told me that if it was rabies, he would have shown signs before 6 weeks up til now.  

WHEW!!!

The end of a Prince?

   Sometimes, gurlz just wanna have fun. So it was Little A and I who drove to dinner and a movie.  She looks all grown up perusing her menu for chicken a-la-nuggets.  But there were none.  Because this was Stix, a well known Japanese hibachi grill/chinese wok restaurant. 

 

 

 

 some chicken teriyaki, dumplings, and tempura shrimp, and crab wonton later… everything was all good.

 

besides.  Movie theatre popcorn was also on the menu.  we saw a chick flick that was far over little a’s head, but just being out with her was fun.

 

 

 

   Big A in case you were wondering was with her friends and told us she didn’t want to go.  Me thinks it’s getting ‘uncool’ for her to be seen with her mom and all. 

 

 

 

   On the way home, barefoot zinfandel  somehow just jumped in my car along with the half gallon of milk we were needing in the house, and so made the ending of  the 3rd day of a four day weekend for me. 

 

 

Today, was Monday, the sad tale of Princetopher  or Prince as we call him.  But our Pom and Sugar came in contact with a skunk on Sep first. 

 We don’t know what the encounter actually was.  We didn’t think it was anything other than a spraying, but Prince could’ve gotten scratched.  

 

    Because Friday, Prince started exhibiting signs of having Rabies, and lo and behold:  his vaccination has run out.  The incubation period for rabies is 3 to 8 weeks and it has been 6. 

  He first started having a change in his bark, extremely agitated, and snarling at Sugar.  This soon progressed over the weekend to being agitated at EVERYTHING and as we have now kenneled him, he snaps and snarls and bites at NOTHING, seemingly things that aren’t there.

  I have given him a pain pill but even with the lights out in the kitchen, he’s agitated and over agressive at sounds.  He’s trembling. 

 I have prepared the kids for the worst, hoping for the best.  Tommorrow he goes to the vet.  Possibly not to come out again. 

 Little A as you know loves Prince with all of her heart, and she cried and cried even tho I told her he may be okay.   

 

Humor Photo of the week~One more thing you can do in your underwear & other thoughts

It’s been awhile since I found a humor photo just jumping out at me.  I was eating lunch at the food court today, and found this cool bucket lift attached to a truck that puts up signs in our area. 

The only thing I would’a liked better is if I could’ve seen it in action. Maybe since they’re local, I will get an “action” humor photo.  lol.  cute.

 

 

 

Then, Little A  got me chuckling with this new sign she put on her door.  Hmmm…wonder what the heck she’s got in that room?

 

I’m tired but I feel better than earlier today.   Evenings are a lil crazy here sometimes, but tonight was okay.   Sugar, the little darling,  keeps sneaking into the laundry room when I have all our clothes sorted and on the floor,  and grabbing…. a certain item of girl’s clothing and then chewing them in half.   Yes, her:

don’t let her innocent look fool you.  she’s a closet panty eater, (as I’m sure many of you are… lolololol) 

 just kidding. 

 

 

she also does this from time to time:

 

So yeah.  I guess I have no clue why Prince is the girl’s favorite dog instead of her….

Of Stinky Alarm Clocks and way too many chores

Quick!  Think of the worst smell you can possibly imagine…

Ready?

 

Now,  multiply that by say…400…

 

Because that’s how much more that dogs can smell something than humans,  now…wait for it….

spread it all around your house because of course

the dogs were let in the house after being sprayed by a skunk

 

 

 

by someone who shall remain nameless (but not descriptionless hehe) 

He’s the only Soldier in our family…

 and OMG you had OUR house at 0530 a.m! by golly.  That is still dark people.  It was a rotten surprise as I’m sure you can imagine.   Needless to say, I didn’t make work.  I was too busy trying to talk myself out of vomiting.   

 After a rogue skunk sprayed both my Sugar AND Princetopher in the face.    Yay.

 

I cried.   Sufficiently peaking the interest of Big and little A who thought that OMG one of them had DIED or something. I had to get everyone out of the house, pack some clothes to stay overnight in a hotel, feed them breakfast (neither one of them wanted to go to school so had to fight with them for that too)   Book a hotel, call an emergency carpet and rug cleaning crew,  and then….then. 

 

 

 

 

The real fun began:

 

No, Sugar is not winking at you, she got sprayed dead in the face!

 

So Doug and I bought:  One plastic kiddie pool-8 bucks, one giant box baking soda 2 bucks, one 4 pack sponges 2 bucks, one large bottle vinegar 1.60 and one peroxide 1 buck.   Sugar is intrigued by it all, until….

 

 

She sees what looks suspiciously like….oh heeeeeelll NO.  It’s a BATH TUB!!!

 

 

and a concoction of baking soda and vinegar and dishsoap.  (I know it LOOKS like beer doesn’t it?)

 

I don’t think Sugar will Eva! try to wrestle dat skunkie again.

 

 

EVA!!

 

 

Prince, guilty by association and aiding and abetting a criminal, also got sprayed right into his poor little face.

 

 

I am ever so glad we gave him a short hair cut a week ago!

 

 

Clean dey is,   Smell free dey ain’t!   The concoction works about 75 percent.  They will prolly need another messy bath before they are allowed to run around inside.

Update on Da’ Dogs

 

Trudy, on the top, is doing well at her new home, and her owners have fallen in love with her.

Sugar can once again eat without getting into a pissing contest with Trudy.

Sugar has once again established herself as lead dog…

 

 

 

by literallygrabbing Prince’s tail in her teeth and   spinning Prince around by same said  tail. 

Naughty.

Short Legs New Home

Undetermined decibel volume.  ruhhhhrroooowwwrrrouuieeeearrggghh!

Sugar apparently had gotten used to Trudy’s presence more than we thought…

and she was pissed.

As Trudy was being led away by her new owner’s leash, Sugar made it out of the 5 inch wide space in the door as it opened, just in time.  We caught her, but there was no doubt in my mind.  Sugar did NOT want Trudy leaving!   

 

Even though Trudy was totally dominating Sugar’s food bowl everytime we turned around we caught her snapping at Sugar when she tried to eat anything.  Ditto for playing with toys. 

 

We didn’t like the snapping, or the dominating.  Even tho Sugar was starting to have more of a back bone, we just figured Trudy would be better off with someone who had more time to train her.   

 

We were excited to find a dog lover who had 3 dogs already take her until some of her family could adopt her.   Anything but seeing her in the animal shelter again.  Doug made me promise:  No MORE rescuing.  

I can’t promise u that, I told him, grinning.

Habit of Creatures

 When Sugar paws the covers looking for a way under them, you know she wants to be babied.  So that’s the way is it then?

  There’s a lot of times that Sweetiegirlz wants to be babied by someone and I never thought of pawing the covers on the bed! 

 There’s really only 2 kind of pet owners.  One puts their dog on a 20 foot chain in the back yard with a bowl of water, and the other  one lets the pawing princess under the covers at night sometimes…Yes, AFTER she’s been in the yard.  okay? 

 I’ll admit it.  But this is not an ordinary night.

  Sweetiegirlz has had one of those nights (last night) and days (today) where I’ll take any comfort I can, and when Sugar falls asleep, Doug gently picks her up like a sleeping baby and puts her in her kennel for the night.

I’ll take the comfort of a loving animal.

 I’ll also take the comfort of barbeque ribs and loaded baked potato we had tonight.  I’ll take the comfort of a brownie with the colored sprinkles for dessert. 

 I’ll take Sugar, under my covers, curled in the crook of my knees.  I’ll take anything I can get, you see.

I flopped like a fish on this poor mattress last night, and got up to the bathroom  for what seemed like 50 times last night.

  I had a long morning at the Board this morning, one void of laughing, talking, or otherwise joking around with anyone for 3 and a half hours! (someone please kill me now)  But thank the Lord, not void of doodling.  I doodled 6 people’s busts on paper in between doin my job. 

 What!  I am SO worth 13 bucks an hour. 

Photos~Happy Feet & The Odd Couple

 *children of employees from my company,  have fun in the shaded bounce house*

 

 *A great dane mix(??) and a Miniature Dobe Pincher puppy meet for the first time.  I bet they each wondered  “what in the world IS that?”

 

Automatic Cheer ups.  Children’s feet moving happily & and furry creatures making folks chuckle. 

I took these 2 photos and many more today at our company picnic.    Though it was extremely humid, and there wasn’t much outdoor sport activity, nearly everyone had a great time. 

Soldiers become transformed when out of uniforms and into some more recreational attire.  You see people more in their element when their whole families accompany them to let down their hair. 

I’m McLovin’ it