Ok I understand that I'm not the best housekeeper, but see if you can find the item that definitely does not belong in this picture.
Need a hint?
See below:
What is it with this dog's scissor obsession???
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Like a Highlights Magazine, but not
Ok I understand that I'm not the best housekeeper, but see if you can find the item that definitely does not belong in this picture.
Need a hint?
See below:
What is it with this dog's scissor obsession???
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Fish breath
Yesterday, after work, Sheila and I met at the Alum Creek Dam for some exercise and therapy. Walking and talking with her is one of the highlights of my day and is an excellent way to catch up on the latest and greatest events happening in our lives. Yesterday started out with me meeting Nick to pick up Chino, and then Chino and I walking down to meet Sheila and Max. We walked and talked, stopping a bit for people to ask what kind of dogs we have (really, who cares?? Are you going to run out and get one if I told you that he was a limited edition Chowbrador that is only produced once every 10 years? Probably not.) and to pick up a couple of piles of loveliness that Chino and Max produced along the trail.
We walked over to the "beach" next to the lake, and since we had the place to ourselves, we let the dogs off of their leashes to run. Chino had found an abandoned tennis ball and Max was thrilled to pieces over it. They played in the sand and chased each other around, enjoying the evening. Of course, Chino decides to go wading into the water, up to his ankles, but that's to be expected. At least he chose not to dive in all the way (which would not have shocked me either).
As we walked, it was time to get the dogs back on their leashes and head back to the populated part of the trail. After ignoring my yells for him, Chino came bounding up to me, chewing on something. I told him to drop it, and he did. What I saw next wasn't what I was expecting. Was it a leaf? No. A dirt clump? No. A piece of grass? No. It was a piece of a very dead fish. Max was very interested in Chino's breath after this little snack. After Chino spit out the nasty fish, I imagine that their doggie dialog went something like this:
Max: Duuuuuuude...that was so awesome...lemme smell your breath.
Chino (panting): She didn't even realize how much I ate before I came back.
Max: Duuuuude...that was so awesome. You smell FANTASTIC.
Chino: Dude, get your snout out of my mouth and stop licking my drool.
Max: But it was so awesome...what you just did...with the fish...
Chino: Rookie. You'll figure it out sometime. This dead fish is small potatoes. What you need to do is wait until you find yourself a yummy pile of goose poop or a dead bird. When the lady lets you off the leash, drop and roll man, drop and roll.
We walked over to the "beach" next to the lake, and since we had the place to ourselves, we let the dogs off of their leashes to run. Chino had found an abandoned tennis ball and Max was thrilled to pieces over it. They played in the sand and chased each other around, enjoying the evening. Of course, Chino decides to go wading into the water, up to his ankles, but that's to be expected. At least he chose not to dive in all the way (which would not have shocked me either).
As we walked, it was time to get the dogs back on their leashes and head back to the populated part of the trail. After ignoring my yells for him, Chino came bounding up to me, chewing on something. I told him to drop it, and he did. What I saw next wasn't what I was expecting. Was it a leaf? No. A dirt clump? No. A piece of grass? No. It was a piece of a very dead fish. Max was very interested in Chino's breath after this little snack. After Chino spit out the nasty fish, I imagine that their doggie dialog went something like this:
Max: Duuuuuuude...that was so awesome...lemme smell your breath.
Chino (panting): She didn't even realize how much I ate before I came back.
Max: Duuuuude...that was so awesome. You smell FANTASTIC.
Chino: Dude, get your snout out of my mouth and stop licking my drool.
Max: But it was so awesome...what you just did...with the fish...
Chino: Rookie. You'll figure it out sometime. This dead fish is small potatoes. What you need to do is wait until you find yourself a yummy pile of goose poop or a dead bird. When the lady lets you off the leash, drop and roll man, drop and roll.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Practically Impractical...
Responsibly irresponsible. Words that describe our new (to us) VW convertible. Glorious is the word I'd use to describe the day that we had on Sunday.
Nick and I loaded Chino and his girlfriend into the back of the car and headed off for a L O N G walk at the Alum Creek Dam. Chino was harnessed in with his new seat belt. Nala's harness was securely attached to the rear seat belt.
We made sure that Chino had enough slack to truly enjoy himself for the ride to and from the dam. Enjoy himself, he did. Smells galore, shooting into his nostrils from all angles, sunshine warming his fur and the breeze keeping him cool. I'd say that he approves wholeheartedly of the convertible. Then again, as an impracticality himself, he would.
Sunshine on our faces (and snouts), hair (and fur) blowing in the breeze...what more could you want?
Nick and I loaded Chino and his girlfriend into the back of the car and headed off for a L O N G walk at the Alum Creek Dam. Chino was harnessed in with his new seat belt. Nala's harness was securely attached to the rear seat belt.
We made sure that Chino had enough slack to truly enjoy himself for the ride to and from the dam. Enjoy himself, he did. Smells galore, shooting into his nostrils from all angles, sunshine warming his fur and the breeze keeping him cool. I'd say that he approves wholeheartedly of the convertible. Then again, as an impracticality himself, he would.
Sunshine on our faces (and snouts), hair (and fur) blowing in the breeze...what more could you want?
Friday, March 20, 2009
Wasted
Chino kicked his weekend off a little early last night with a Busy Bone Ultimate Chew. The thing is the grand pooba of chewies (15oz) and it promises a one hour chew time. After Chino polished it off, he passed out to dream sweet dreams of meaty goodness, with Busy Bone crusties stuck to his paws, face and chest.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Buzzzzz
Yay for another BzzCampaign!!!! This time, my campaign is for The Fragrance Collection by Glade (Click here for a free coupon!). The collection is pretty impressive. Glade has really broken out of the traditional air freshener mold and into something that is affordable, attractive AND conveniently available at the local grocery store. Think DOUBLE COUPONS and gas savings.
As someone who favors candles, this is the perfect collection for me. Traditional air fresheners don't work very well in our house for a number of reasons. Potpourii is out of the question because Chino would dive right in, thinking it was the best salad bar that he'd ever seen. We stay away from those plug-in type of fragrances because of one too many emails about the house burning down and that pesky little device being the culprit. Aerosol cans of freshener seem to make EVERYONE sneeze and ineveitably, Nick farts and I spray his butt - sort of nipping the problem in the bud, per say. The thought process is not only odor elimination, but also odor prevention. So that leaves us with candles as our primary means of odor elimination and freshening.
My BzzKit included a multi-wick soy based candle in Currants & Açai PLUS some coupons for me and my friends. The facts from BzzAgent (about the candle that I received) are:
Fragrance Profile (according to Chino): Non-edible.
Fun Fact: The Açai berry is native to South America, and can be found mainly in the Amazon region of Brazil.
My BzzKit included a multi-wick soy based candle in Currants & Açai PLUS some coupons for me and my friends. The facts from BzzAgent (about the candle that I received) are:
- Stronger fragrance and increased ambiance
- Boutique-style glass jar
- Soy-blend wax formula
- Up to 35 hour burn time
- Suggested retail price: $8.99
Fragrance Profile (according to Chino): Non-edible.
Fun Fact: The Açai berry is native to South America, and can be found mainly in the Amazon region of Brazil.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Morning Convo.
On the mornings that I don't go to the gym, which has been more often than not, Nick comes up to wake me up and say goodbye before he leaves. Its a comforting routine. He turns the light on, the radio and then comes over to make sure that I'm somewhat coherent. This morning's convo, however was blog worthy...so here it goes.
Nick: Good morning! Chino's been fed, let out and is downstairs. I slept well, did you?
Me: {{Incoherent gobbily goop}}, so-so.
Nick: How come?
Me: You were snoring, but were on your side already so I had to find an alternate means of stopping it (Linda does snoring demo).
Nick: Hahaha. How?
Me: I tried poking, yelling and slapping. That didn't work. So I flicked the band of your boxers and underwear. That worked.
Nick: You gave me a wedgie?
Me: Nope. Just flicked the bands. I had to do it a couple of times. I figured this out after hitting you in the head with your pillow did nothing.
Nick: Good morning! Chino's been fed, let out and is downstairs. I slept well, did you?
Me: {{Incoherent gobbily goop}}, so-so.
Nick: How come?
Me: You were snoring, but were on your side already so I had to find an alternate means of stopping it (Linda does snoring demo).
Nick: Hahaha. How?
Me: I tried poking, yelling and slapping. That didn't work. So I flicked the band of your boxers and underwear. That worked.
Nick: You gave me a wedgie?
Me: Nope. Just flicked the bands. I had to do it a couple of times. I figured this out after hitting you in the head with your pillow did nothing.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Love
This is more than just a buffalo chicken pizza. This is one of those little things that they say keeps marriages healthy and happy and I'm going to say that I have to agree.
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