Everyone needs a fleet of flying monkeys to rip the stuffing out of the annoying people in their lives
— Laura
Yes, two entries in one day, and a Sunday at that. I’m such a giver. Speaking of giving, my educational series of facts continues. It will continue until I run out of old pictures, facts or just get bored with it. Whichever comes first.
It’s been a regular day. Yes, regular but I still had time to go read blogs and comment. I don’t hide behind the false pretense of having an active life where I don’t touch the interwebs because I’m too busy with the real world-going to church, playing badminton at the family cookout, whatever you pretend to do. No. I’m real and I surf the internet EVERY DAY. That includes WEEKENDS.
My dog had a psychotic episode today and tore up his bed. I know. What the fuck? I yelled at him like that Dog Whisperer dude says not to and I told him he wasn’t going to get another bed. That would show him. Then I saw him curled up on a little piece of the stuffing that I had been too lazy to pick up. So the little fucker worked me like a piece of clay and I went and got him a new bed and collar. And because I know how much you guys like my dog photos here he is with his new collar.
That’s the face he gave me when I caught him ripping his bed to shreds by the way. I think he was mad because he had caught one of the cats sleeping in it the other day and he figured it was contaminated or just wanted it destroyed so they couldn’t enjoy it. He’s like Damien Thorn and Nellie Olsen rolled into one. He’s that evil and petty. I don’t know where he gets it.
P.S. Dogette at Two Nervous Dogs is about to close the door on you weekend posers. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
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He looks like he should be wearing pince-nez. He really does. The look. I know that look.
I should get him a pair. Make him wear them. ha.
Look. At. That. Face.
I had sod all to do this weekend as I was on me own. But I did make some weird non-everything, free-of-nice stuff cookies which turned out very good. I met a friend who took me to Whole Foods which was an experience. Later I got distracted watching House and swooning over Laurie. I have no idea where this crush has come from. I was going to do a food post but thought the whole foods non-everything cookies made me sound like a tosser.
He’s all ‘what the fuck are you lookin at bitch’ and I don’t know if he deserves a reward after bad behavior. Believe me, I’ve been screwed many a time for playing into that little game. Just last night I made the terrible mistake of allowing my dog to sleep on the bed…after he brutually ass-drug my white carpet! I’ve been asking myself WHY? WHY? WHY? all day.
Raised by wolves thing cracked me up!
Your dog is so sweet looking. I am sure you’re wrong about him tearing the bed up. I bet a cat did it!
Alison: I too, swoon over “Hugh.” Yes I call him Hugh. I notice you called him “Laurie.” Obviously my swooning is much more advanced and personal and lusty.
I missed the weekend blogging! And now I can’t get into Nervous Dog’s site. Well, this just bites ass. Not your posts. They’re great. I like learning new things. lol
Dogette: I have problems calling him Hugh. Srsly. Try saying I love you Hugh drunk and see what happens
Loving the “Fact” photos.
I have one of those doggies…mine is Molly. She never tore up her bed however, she does suffer from ADD. She cannot walk in a straight line but, instead must wander all over before heading to the door to go outside. What is that about?!
Just LOOK at those eyes. Those eyes could get you to do ANYTHING. And who could blame him for wanting a new bed after getting kitty cooties on it? I’m just saying….