I will hold it til I ‘splode.
Are you kidding me? I not going out there.
Wait! You forgot my hat!
Is you sure about this?
Two steps into the yard. Momma, I need boots!
Monday
No! Da Momma sez more snow coming!
This cannot be true! Two more days of snow coming and making it deep. I don’t even like it deep enough to cover my toes!
I am going to hibernate until Spring.
*Spot the Bully expert level.*
The princess wouldn’t pee.
I told the Momma that I do not like that white stuff and she needs to take care of that.
When they took me outside without my hoodie and hat I balked and would not pee. The next time I had to go out I went to where they put my hoodie and hat and barked to have them put on me. They did. I still did not want to go into the white stuff so I peed on the sidewalk and ran back in.
The Momma said I am going to have to go out into the snow sooner or later. I don’t know what she means by that but I say I do not have to go into the cold white stuff no matter what she calls it.
I think I’ll stay right here.
Signed,
Lucy.
My sister is an idiot.
Signed,
Gavin
Hot dog…No, I really mean the dog is hot.
The two crate cushions I ordered arrived today. I put one in Gavin’s crate right away.
We soon discovered that Gavin prefers his crate without a cushion. He wants his fuzzy blankets that he can shove into a corner and lie on the bare crate bottom. He gets too warm otherwise.
This means Lucy has two crate cushions we can rotate them or save one until she destroys the other.
Knowing her, we probably should save one.
I dis da face ob sombuddy who ‘splodes soft beds?
You betcha!
More snow? Dang it!
I am happy to report that most of the snow we had melted off yesterday.
Unfortunately, later on, we have more snow predicted to arrive here. Yes, those are tears falling.
I have to laugh, while the snow fell, Lucy wouldn’t go out without her hoodie and hat on, what a spoiled little princess!
Gavin doesn’t care, he’ll go out in any weather.
You all have a good one. I’ll be snuggled on the couch with the pups.
Oh no, SNOW!
Yep. I am not enjoying it. I was happy with the rain and a few flakes here and there. An accumulation? No thanks.
I am so looking forward to spring. Both dogs are too.
Happy Birthday G!
G’s birthday is Friday, she has eleven years on me. She wasn’t going to be home and most of her week is full of appointments. Therefore I snagged her yesterday and took her out to lunch.
Her choice of where to go and what to eat. Last year I took her to Lily’s Sushi. This year she was hungry for a good steak. She chose Applebees.
She had a lovely meal. http://www.applebees.com/menu/entrees/steaks/double-barrel-whisky-sirloins
As did I. http://www.applebees.com/menu/entrees/steaks/new–pepper-crusted-sirloin—whole-grains
We also had a great time as we usually do when we go out together. For over 41 years we’ve been friends–more like sisters. Well, that’s not right either since I’m so very much closer to her than I am to my idiot sister.
I was going to…then I wanted to…but I did…
I don’t understand why I can’t get anything done around here.
That is until The Curmudgeon begins asking me to do things for him. The dogs want out every ten minutes, and every single time my butt hits a seat cushion, I have to pop up to do something else.
Constant distractions make me have to retrace my steps at least a dozen times a day.
Am I writing? Nope. Wish I was.
meme from Two Women and a Hoe™
The weather outside is frightful…
So we had a day of rain with a temperature of 32 degrees. That means everything became coated with ice.
Then the temperature rose to 34 degrees but that didn’t help much.
There were over 300 accidents with a few fatalities and many injuries. The salting and brining done on the roadways did no good because the rain rinsed it off.
When I last took the dogs out we had thick fog, thick enough that I couldn’t see our back fence from the porch. The yard and sidewalks sported a coating of ice, albeit a thin layer that once the dogs got off the cement they were able to walk without slipping.
I’d say this winter counts as a seven on the scale of weird weather.
I hope later today that the sun comes out and we warm up to where the ground dries a bit.
This is how Lucy spent most of the day.
I iz in deep doodoo
Daddy says the innocent look will not sabe me. I iz in berry berry deep doodoo. I twied to tellz him it waz one ob doze ebil kittehs but he did not beleeb me.
He sed dat no ebil kittehs could get in my cwate while I wabs sweeping an essplode my bed unner me.
Do youze beweevs me? I did not splode my soft soft bed in my cwate. I did not turn my cwate into a pile of foamy rubber, scwaps of materwial, an hairy stuffs.
Momma sez she wishes she had taken a picture ob da mess. I iz out a soft beddie and she sez I don’t get anudder one until da order comes fwom da Petco. She sez da new one won’t be anywhere near as luxyurious as my sploded, fancy one.
Doggone dat army ob ebil kittehs.
Duz dis wook wike da face ob a bed kilwer?
Picture Friday
Started off on my lap.
I had to get up and came back to this…
and this…
this…
this…
and this.
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