More Weird Shit

I've heard that the northeastern states are undergoing the prettiest autumn in years. You lucky dogs! Here it's starting to get cooler during the night but that's the usual thing at this time of year. Now, if it should happen to snow here in Seguin say, in the next three weeks, then I'm leaving the planet because shit is about to get real.

Pebbles is completely abnormal again. Yes, she's playing with shadows and staring at dead people in the kitchen. That is the norm for her. She does this "Evil Dead" stare at nothing and then she turns her head really  s l o w  towards you if you just happen to be watching her and call her name.

It's that freaky scary type shit, especially if you're alone with her. Lucy refuses to be around her if I'm not in the room. Then again, Lucy just thinks Pebbles is bat shit crazy. I've told Lucy to sleep with one eye open at night.

Anywho, The Walking Dead was weird last night. If you taped it on DVD and haven't seen it, then,  

                                                        *SPOILER ALERT*

The wolves broke into the compound and went on a killing spree. These people are fucking strange. They didn't steal from anyone, they just broke in and killed anyone they saw. Most of the people in from the compound group got ahold of guns thanks to Carol and killed a few of the Wolves before they turned and ran. But it was a pretty good show. I wasn't expecting that all to happen, though. It did explain why the truck horn sounded which attracted the walkers off of the road from last week's episode. Cool Beans.

Well, I have to throw myself at the mercy of my heating pad so my back can get some relief. Ciao y'all.

Fuzzy Children

I trust everyone had a great weekend? Also thank you all for the wonderful anniversary wishes. David went back to work this morning. I don't think he really wanted to go. He gave a heavy sigh when he left. I'm thinking he may decide to retire soon.

After a morning at the dog park - just plain tuckered out

Anywho, on Sunday morning, we took the puppies to the dog park to play for a while. They ran around like they were never there before in their whole fuzzy lives. They ran so much that when we got to the car they ran back into the park and didn't want to go home. We had to tempt them into the car with a promise of Micky-D fries. When we got home, they collapsed and fell asleep in their bed from all the playing.

Really! These are not dogs! They're kids! We adopted them. I don't know when or how but they became our children. But we just can't claim them on our income taxes, yet.

Toys - only half of them - the rest are strewn around the house

These little stinkers have a speech impediment or they're mute, take your pick. They like to wear fuzzy onesies all the fucking time. They will never grow up and need to go to school. Maybe that's a plus for us. They leave little face prints all over the windows in the house and car. They have more toys than any kid in the whole fucking neighborhood. I know because I have to pick them up every morning. Half of them are in the hallway outside of the bathroom. Spunky brings five or six of toys to the bathroom door every morning in order to bribe David not to go to work.

Spunky - aka The Spunkinator, The Spunkster, The Spunkaloid, The Old Man

They make a mess of the house when they rough house by knocking things over. When I yell at them for being too rambunctious, they act like I just spanked them, which I would never do even though I threaten so often to do just that.

Pebbles - aka Skeeter, Gator Bait, Tough Little Shit, Stiffy

They know psychology, how it works, and how to use it against us.  YES! They do! They have a meeting and send the cute one, Lucy, to say they're sorry for something they did, or that they want a snack. Yes! They send Lucy because she uses those cute eyes and that "look" of hers to get what she wants. The cute one, so I'll feel bad and say yes to their demands. I have no negotiating skills whatsoever against her. Lucy can charm the shit out of you. Before you know it she has your keys, your car, and charge cards and she's on her way to VEGAS BABY!

Lucy - aka The Cute Innocent One, Lucifer, The Teaser, Daddy's Girl

They get scared and run to find mommy when daddy is watching some stupid scream slasher movie on cable. They don't like the sounds of screaming, thunder, the trash trucks, loud cars or trucks, or zombies noises from The Walking Dead or Z-Nation. They always come looking for me, sit in the chair with me or under my office chair or desk, and shake which causes an unnatural loss of hair all over the floor. Not mine.

Just like little kids, they want their mommy for everything. I have to play with them, feed them, take them out to run (I can't but they can), bathe them, cuddle with them and save them from zombies. Daddy takes them for rides to the vet, so daddy isn't liked much unless he's bringing home fries or sitting in his easy chair so the puppies can sit with him and sleep. Personally, these little shits are really kids. 

Lucy's Day

Lucy, after a day out.

Yesterday was Lucy's day with daddy. Yes, David took her everywhere he went. First it was to Home Desperate for a new hose because the one hooked up to a mega sprinkler blew up. So he went to get something bigger and better. Yeah, he's the Tim Allen of central Texas. If you have read some of my previous blog entries about David's exploits around the house and trips to Home Desperate, then you would know what I'm talking about.

Anywho Lucy was his sidekick for the day. She enjoyed the shit out of herself too. Going everywhere with her daddy was a great treat. When they left together she had her paws on the dashboard and a smile from ear to ear. They were gone for about an hour and a half, so that gave me time to get a few things done before they came back.

I turned her over and rigor mortis set in

When they got back, Lucy was tired. She barely dragged her tired ass into the house. She came into the bedroom while I was changing bed linens, and jumped into bed and plopped down like she was dead dog tired. Poor thing. She finally fell asleep. Soooooo tired.

Pampered Puppies

Lucy snuggled in. Lazy bug!

DAYUM!!! Today is a lazy day around here. David won't be home for lunch today, "the company is feeding him". That's what he calls it when Hexcel caters lunch for a holiday before the they shut down for a week. That also means the puppies and I are in for a really do nothing, lazy day.

All three puppies were on the bed with me this morning. Just a snoring like little ol' men, all snugged under their blanket. Yes they have their own blanket on the bed. It's to keep muddy or other feet from leaving tracks on David's and my bed. I had the bed heater on David's side turned to 4 so they would be warm. It's fucking 73 degrees outside and they are trying to keep warm. Little pampered brat dogs! Here are a few pictures of them in bed.

All three spoiled puppies snuggled in for sleep. Spunky on the right in the back,
Squirt on the left, and Lucy, my snuggle bunny, up front.

Spunky is the blind ol' man. Sounds like one too when he snores.
He's 11 yrs old now.

I layed down on my side of the bed and not a second later this little snuggle bunny, Lucy, came
over to snuggle with me. She loves her mommy. Squirt is in the background. She came out from under the blanket to see where Lucy went.

No more pictures mom. I'm trying to sleep.

Snuggled in for a long Winter's nap.
ZZZZZzzzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzzZZZZZZZzzzzzzzZZZZZ

The Tether Ball Game

On Wednesday, the puppies and I had a grand ol' time playing under the pecan tree. David went and strung up an official tether ball for them to play with. They absolutely love it as you can see.

Lucy taking one last look at the ball

Pebbles wants to play more. She was the chihuahua we rescued from the puppy farm.
She has finally come out of her shell and trusts us now. We call her Squirt and she seems to like that name

Time to go inside - Lucy all tired out but happy.

The same for Spunky

Pebbles aka Squirt can go another round

Spunky all tuckered out and hot - cooling off the best he knows

Fell asleep

Lucy is down for the count and Squirt is in the kitchen sleeping

Everyone of them are fast asleep right now. Probably recharging their batteries for later no doubt.

A Dog Day

Last week Friday David went for a follow-up with our family doctor. It wasn't good and I'm glad. Glad because David has gained weight and he's borderline diabetic now. He hasn't been doing his morning walks like he used to. Most of it is my fault because of my health. Having back and then knee surgeries has taken a toll on both of us.

So on Saturday morning he got dressed in his ol' walking gear and put the harness on Spunky and both my boys went walking. He was only able to make it around the mile long walking track once but that's pretty good since he hasn't walked in three years.

Spunky is 95% blind now and he fared pretty well. He remembered all his pee spots and didn't lag behind. In fact, Spunkers was leading David around the track. He was soooooooo happy. When they got home, that crazy dog wanted to play ball. I told David we have to hook him up to the Grid with all the energy he has to spare.

We later took Lucy for a ride with us over to New Braunfels to do some extra shopping for a special BBQ sauce that David loves and that the HEB doesn't carry here. She felt so special. She kept wanting to get into the front seat with David while he was driving. I made her stay in the back by blocking the space between the front seats. She kept giving me the angry eye.

While David was inside shopping I took out my camera and snapped a few pictures of her. She was looking all over the place watching people.

The last picture was when David got back to the car. Lucy went into the back seat for the ride home. She was happy.

Day 12 July Blog Challenge

Day 12:

What or who do you take  the most pictures of?

Lucy, she's my sweet baby girl. The youngest of my Boston puppies. She's smart as a whip, loving, a tease, a wise ass, a little beggar, ornery, and I love her to death.

 I told her to keep her paws off the screen door. This is what she does.

 She's looking for squirrels.

 Begging David for a piece of sausage.

 She wants up on the couch. I said no. Her way of looking like an orphan so I'll feel sorry for her.

 She's mad at me and won't pay attention. She does this when she can't get her way.

 Looking at me through the front screen door. She's sitting on David's knee.

Watching a squirrel. Look at that profile.

Day 5 July Blog Challenge

Day 5:
Post a picture of something or someone that made your day special.
This is Lucy, our youngest of the Bostons in our house. She has an insatiable need to be near me at all times "cause she loves her mommy". Yes, yes she does. She is so damned cute and loving. I'm scared to leave her outside unattended because she will play with anyone and that scares me because people love to steal purebreds like her.

This little rascal is so special to me and my husband. She shows nothing but unconditional love 24/7. She's a spoiled little smart ass diva.

An Excursion To The Vet's

Lucy my mushy faced little brat

It's been Lucy's time to go. David and I had been talking about it for days now. I know that she knows that we have been talking about it. She's been hiding when she can because she thinks at any moment we will be whisking her little fuzzy ass off to the Vet.

Well this morning we took her in my car. She was in the back seat whining all the way.
"It's cold back here. Let's stop for a cappuccino at Chiro Java's. Does this harness make my ass look big?" And on and on  and on like a little Jewish Princess, I swear!

When we got to the Vet's she wanted David to pick her up, then she wanted down, then back up in his arms , then down again. She was acting like a nut case. I finally grabbed her up and kept her on my lap until the nurse called us in.

She was all fine until the woman stuck the thermometer up Lucy's butt. David was holding her and Lucy looked at me as if she was saying she was being violated. Poor little Diva. Then the doc came in and Lucy would not look her in the eye. It was hilarious. She turned and hid her face in my elbow area.

Lucy on Squirrel Patrol

So the doc checked her over. She will most likely have arthritis in her right hind leg cause her kneecap was broken at one time and never healed right. We knew that when we got her. Other than that she is fit and not an ounce of fat on her. She got her shots and we took the little brat back home.

What was great about this is Lucy is good for another year and outside chasing squirrels right now with the other two puppies. It's Pebbles turn next month. Oy!!

Notes

I don't mean to alarm y'all but I'm only going to be posting when I'm able. I'm down to two days of pain meds and I already called my doctor about it but nothing has transpired so to speak. David says he will call from his office to get things going if I get no answer soon. He's good at that.

This morning I woke up and looked down the hall way to see the child gate was up to keep the puppies from attacking me. Lucy has a short attention span, like she hasn't seen me in ages and I'm fair game to jump on. She has this cute way of lying down in front of the gate. She faces the gate and puts her ears back and her back legs are just so that when you look at her she looks just like one of those Super Mario Mushrooms but only black. David and I have gotten to calling her Mushroom Girl because of it. I really have to take a picture to show you.

Well this morning when I got up, my legs felt like someone was applying a live bare wire to my lower back cause the electricity was running up and down my legs. It was fucking painful to say the least. I just hobbled back to bed and put some pillows under my calves, which helps for some reason. But I get so fucking bored lying there in bed.

Got another email to review a book and Sarah is sending me the fall catalog of pending books to look at. I get to pick what books I want to review. That is so cool. And no, I am not getting paid for this. But it is cool cause I review and get some reading material too. This will keep me out of trouble and out of prison ahahahahaaasnort. oops sorry.

I was looking for a signature for my blog. I found this one but I want something better. The Blogger signature creator is out of order just like the rest of the Blogger shit. Anywho, I got this one at http://www.123pimpin.com . It's okay, but like I said I want better. So if anyone knows of a signature site that has some cool stuff please let me know. I would appreciate it very much.





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I didn't have a fuckin thing to blog about today. Nope. So I thought I would show a few new pictures of my little fuzzy child Lucy. 

squirrel patrol

little begger

Lucy acts like I'm gonna beat her(which I have never ever done) but she just realized that she forgot what she came to ask me for. Lucy is the proverbial airhead. To bad she's not blonde. Notice the ears are neatly folded. Too bad Pebbles sent her in to ask if I would let them outside. Now Pebbles has to come and ask me herself. Yes it reminds me of Pinky and The Brain.

Lucy is so ashamed that she forgot. Pebbles is going to kick her stupid ass when they get outside.