Dear Readers of Mommy's Blog,
First let me just say Mommy exaggerates a great deal. I really am a sweet, cuddly, darling little pup who just loves live to its fullest. I am so misunderstood and I feel it is time to air the truth about me. I only do mischievous things when Dana does not hold up her end of the bargain.
Now today Dana decided that it would be OK to not arrive home until 5:30. This was HER choice, not mine. I have a routine each day and she is the only person to blame for what happens when my routine is messed up.You see I begin pacing and readying myself around 4:00 for her arrival home. If she is not here by 4:15 my anxiety kicks in. If she does not arrive by 4:30 I can not contain myself any more. Again do you see that this is all her fault? She is the one to blame when she does not arrive home in time.
Today I decided to teach her a lesson. I told her last week that this getting home late stuff is just not acceptable.
She thought she was so clever to put all of the shoes away in the closet. I began by bringing them one at a time up stairs into the bed. I managed to get 8 shoes up there and decided this would not be enough to teach her a lesson. I then proceeded to enter the bathroom and empty the garbage. It was garbage day today and she did not take it out so again, her fault not mine! Besides she is the one who spent an hour cleaning the bathroom yesterday instead of playing with me. Poor choice mommy, poor choice.
By this time it was 5ish and I was really peeved at her. Sandy tried to calm me down but she just does not understand!
In the next 30 minutes I dumped my dog food dishes in the living room and my water dish in the kitchen. It took me awhile because my dog dishes are actually very heavy.
Now let me just tell you that I have tried explaining all of this to Mommy Dana but she just does not listen! Maybe the rest of this week will be easier on her if she would just come home right away instead of leaving me alone longer than necessary.
Do not feel sorry for her, she brings all of this on herself. Besides who do you think raised me. I guess daddy picked me out but he is kind of one of those weekend fathers. No issues there, he is good for a nice ear rubbing every now and then.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
Great Easter Weekend
We had a great Easter Weekend. Bill and I got to spend an entire day together at home with the dogs on Saturday. Then we headed to church and down to Fort Ransom on Sunday.
I really enjoy hanging out with Bill. We relish the days we get to hang out together. Hopefully soon there will be more of those days and evenings!
Hanging out with Grandma Mac is always fun:) She is one awesome Grandma!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Dirty Dogs!
I should be mopping up the floor right now but I decided to take a break and blog for a moment so I capture my true feelings right now.
First let me remind everyone that I love my dogs, both of them (I think, no really I do).
I came home at 4:30ish today and found my house in utter disarray. Towels dumped out of the hamper, plants unpotted, water dish spilled throughout the house, blankets pulled off the bed. Absolutely utter disaster!
I cleaned up, mopped up the floors (Thank you Norwex) and was ready for church.
Church was awesome tonight, pastor in pajamas, Logan M., leading the songs, great message, and great readings. Basically just a total blessing in this busy week.
I was totally recharged ready to go home and get some stuff done. I came into Amenia and was met by my two little darlings by the stop sign. They were visiting some neighbor friends across the road. AHHH!!! Not OK. No clue how they got out of the house, no windows broken or door open.
They were so happy and excited to see me. They came running along side of the pick up and right into the garage. That was nice, I did not have to run around in the mud to find them. Then I thought to myself. Why is Sandy brown, she is normally a blond. AHH moment #2! They were covered in mud. Getting both dogs into the house and into the bathroom was a real treat:)
Thankfully they are both bathed, well exercised, and ready for bed.
We had a heart-to-heart and now realize the error of our ways. They told me that I have not taken them for a walk yet this week and they needed one. I apologized. I explained to them that I have been busy and will not have time for a walk until tomorrow night at 8. They understood and will stay inside and will not wreck anything tomorrow.
Thank goodness. Now here are my two clean, tired and wet dogs after an hour of running.
First let me remind everyone that I love my dogs, both of them (I think, no really I do).
I came home at 4:30ish today and found my house in utter disarray. Towels dumped out of the hamper, plants unpotted, water dish spilled throughout the house, blankets pulled off the bed. Absolutely utter disaster!
I cleaned up, mopped up the floors (Thank you Norwex) and was ready for church.
Church was awesome tonight, pastor in pajamas, Logan M., leading the songs, great message, and great readings. Basically just a total blessing in this busy week.
I was totally recharged ready to go home and get some stuff done. I came into Amenia and was met by my two little darlings by the stop sign. They were visiting some neighbor friends across the road. AHHH!!! Not OK. No clue how they got out of the house, no windows broken or door open.
They were so happy and excited to see me. They came running along side of the pick up and right into the garage. That was nice, I did not have to run around in the mud to find them. Then I thought to myself. Why is Sandy brown, she is normally a blond. AHH moment #2! They were covered in mud. Getting both dogs into the house and into the bathroom was a real treat:)
Thankfully they are both bathed, well exercised, and ready for bed.
We had a heart-to-heart and now realize the error of our ways. They told me that I have not taken them for a walk yet this week and they needed one. I apologized. I explained to them that I have been busy and will not have time for a walk until tomorrow night at 8. They understood and will stay inside and will not wreck anything tomorrow.
Thank goodness. Now here are my two clean, tired and wet dogs after an hour of running.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Bill the fearless Plumber/Water getter outer/stopper Man
I must say tonight was another one of "those" nights. O-well keeps us on our toes I guess!
The life of Gus
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Normy
I have always had at least two dogs in my life. I started out with Chip and Fred, then Fred and Arffy, then Arffy and Sparky, then Sparky and Norm, then Norm and Barney. Oh and of course I have Sandy and Gus now.
When I was 15 Norm entered into my life...
My mom was away for teachers convention, Dustin had just started his freshmen year in college, and dad and I were hanging out at home. It was a Friday day off from school and my dad woke me up to go for a drive. He did not really mention where we were going just that I needed to hurry up and get going. I hopped in the pick up and asked where we were headed. He told me we were going to Christine to pick up a puppy. I was excited but also realized that my mom did not know about this and would probably not be the most impressed person when she arrived home on Sunday afternoon. I was excited anyway because I loved puppies!
We made it to Christine and found a large batch of puppies and a mommy that could not feed them anymore because there were so many of them! The owners opened up the puppy pen and out came all of the pups, except one. There was one extremely fat black puppy hanging back in the corner. I of course, picked him up and decided he looked just like Norm on Cheers. Dark hair, sweet smile, a little round in the tummy, and pretty calm.
Dustin was a bit surprised when he came home on Saturday but not as surprised as mom when came home on Sunday evening. She fell in love with him just as fast as the rest of us had, though.
We took Norm home and the two of us were instant buddies. In fact we spent the first three weeks together because he was still on a liquid diet because he was so little and needed night time feedings and snuggle time. Norm was with me through those awkward teenage years, break ups, bad choices, good times, and bad times. He was my shoulder to cry on when my grandma Martha passed away, and was there to celebrate when Bill and I were engaged.
I played many a games of ball, snuggled in my bed, and drove in the country with Norm. My friends, Jody and Raven knew Norm well. Many times Raven would come over and take Norm for a ride when no one was home. He was just the kind of black lab farm dog that everyone loved. He was a gentle giant with a warm heart and a big bark.
I could write for hours about the fun times Norm and I had together.
I can not believe Normy is gone and I am so sad but am glad he is not suffering anymore. I also know that his buddy Barney is going to miss him terribly. I am sure this is tough on my parents because losing a dog is like losing a family member.
We will always remember the fun times we had and relish the many years we had together with our old pal Norm.
When I was 15 Norm entered into my life...
My mom was away for teachers convention, Dustin had just started his freshmen year in college, and dad and I were hanging out at home. It was a Friday day off from school and my dad woke me up to go for a drive. He did not really mention where we were going just that I needed to hurry up and get going. I hopped in the pick up and asked where we were headed. He told me we were going to Christine to pick up a puppy. I was excited but also realized that my mom did not know about this and would probably not be the most impressed person when she arrived home on Sunday afternoon. I was excited anyway because I loved puppies!
We made it to Christine and found a large batch of puppies and a mommy that could not feed them anymore because there were so many of them! The owners opened up the puppy pen and out came all of the pups, except one. There was one extremely fat black puppy hanging back in the corner. I of course, picked him up and decided he looked just like Norm on Cheers. Dark hair, sweet smile, a little round in the tummy, and pretty calm.
Dustin was a bit surprised when he came home on Saturday but not as surprised as mom when came home on Sunday evening. She fell in love with him just as fast as the rest of us had, though.
We took Norm home and the two of us were instant buddies. In fact we spent the first three weeks together because he was still on a liquid diet because he was so little and needed night time feedings and snuggle time. Norm was with me through those awkward teenage years, break ups, bad choices, good times, and bad times. He was my shoulder to cry on when my grandma Martha passed away, and was there to celebrate when Bill and I were engaged.
I played many a games of ball, snuggled in my bed, and drove in the country with Norm. My friends, Jody and Raven knew Norm well. Many times Raven would come over and take Norm for a ride when no one was home. He was just the kind of black lab farm dog that everyone loved. He was a gentle giant with a warm heart and a big bark.
I could write for hours about the fun times Norm and I had together.
I can not believe Normy is gone and I am so sad but am glad he is not suffering anymore. I also know that his buddy Barney is going to miss him terribly. I am sure this is tough on my parents because losing a dog is like losing a family member.
We will always remember the fun times we had and relish the many years we had together with our old pal Norm.
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