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All the better to play indoors

Oh, such cold weather…none of us wanted to go out for any longer than necessary.

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Fair weather dogs.

     Will the cold and wet weather never cease?  Yesterday we managed to have snow, sleet, and rain.  The dogs were not happy campers.  They like sunshine and warm.  They take after me.  😀

     Today our high will be 30 degrees and our low 18.  Wind chills will drop that even more.  Yikes! 

     I can see the dogs now.  Patty will hold it until her bladder reaches almost bursting level before she asks to go out.  Gavin will still want out every five minutes.  Therefore, both dogs will go out often, because if one goes the other goes. 

     I am not putting on my jacket and taking one out without the other going too.  I have done the take one out, come in, other one not in sight, remove jacket, settle comfortably, and then the other one rings the bells to go out.

     Not going to happen.  If one goes so will the other.

 

Tax season joke…because we all need to laugh.

The IRS decides to audit Grandpa, and summons him to the IRS office. The IRS auditor was not surprised when Grandpa showed up with his attorney.

The auditor said, ‘Well, sir, you have an extravagant lifestyle and no full-time employment, which you explain by saying that you win money gambling.

I’m not sure the IRS finds that believable.’

I’m a great gambler, and I can prove it,’ says

Grandpa. ‘How about a demonstration?’

The auditor thinks for a moment and said, ‘Okay. Go ahead.’

Grandpa says, ‘I’ll bet you a thousand dollars that I can bite my own eye.’

The auditor thinks a moment and says, ‘It’s a bet.’

Grandpa removes his glass eye and bites it.

The auditor’s jaw drops.

Grandpa says, ‘Now, I’ll bet you two thousand dollars that I can bite my other eye.’

Now the auditor can tell Grandpa isn’t blind, so he takes the bet.

Grandpa removes his dentures and bites his good eye.

The stunned auditor now realizes he has wagered and lost three grand, with Grandpa’s attorney as a witness. He starts to get nervous.

‘Want to go double or nothing?’ Grandpa asks ‘I’ll bet you six thousand dollars that I can stand on one side of your desk, and pee into that wastebasket on the other side, and never get a drop anywhere in between.’

The auditor, twice burned, is cautious now, but he looks carefully and decides there’s no way this old guy could manage that stunt, so he agrees again.

Grandpa stands beside the desk and unzips his pants, but although he strains mightily, he can’t make the stream reach the wastebasket on the other side, so he pretty much urinates all over the auditor’s desk.

The auditor leaps with joy, realizing that he has just turned a major loss into a huge win.

But Grandpa’s attorney moans and puts his head in his hands.

‘Are you okay?’ the auditor asks.

‘Not really,’ says the attorney. ‘This morning, when Grandpa told me he’d been summoned for an audit, he bet me twenty-five thousand dollars that he could come in here and pee all over your desk and you’d be happy about it.’

     You all have a good one!

My two therapists

     I do wish I’d grabbed my camera yesterday when The Curmudgeon’s friend showed up.  Gavin and Patty were so excited to see him I thought they’d mow him down.

     When he finally sat down on the couch both dogs took that as an invitation to roughhouse.  He took it in good spirits because he needed doggy attention.  He recently lost both his dogs mere weeks apart.  By the time he left, he’d been thoroughly loved on by my two.  They make good grief counselors.

     We told him to come back any time for a doggy fix because they certainly enjoy the attention. 

     You all have a good one!

The Dogtors are in

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More pictures…

I have had a headache for three days now.  Therefore, you are getting more pictures today.

They like MY SPOT on the couch.

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Touching?

 

 

It looks as though they are snuggled together….

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Are they?  

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This is close as they ever get….

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Whoohoo! Nightly romp!

 

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Mooching dogs

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We know you have gummies.  Give them to us!

 

Updates for the week.

     Waking up well rested, finding The Curmudgeon in good shape, the dogs fed and taken out…that’s a good day.

     We  didn’t get a lot of snow.  I heard ‘AJ Wildflower Landscaping’  shoveling our sidewalk and drive around 5 this morning.  So glad I don’t have to do it.  I adore AJ,  she does a wonderful job.

    The dogs were quiet and cuddly all day.  I guess they figured we needed a break.   LOL!

     You all have a good one!

More pictures? Well….

     I am so tired that I really don’t have the brain function to sit here and write a long and involved blog post.

     I don’t think I’m coming down with something I think I am merely suffering from being awakened every day this week by Mr. Gavin screaming for his breakfast.  Not enough sleep makes the brain go into shut down mode.

     You all have a good one!

But Daddy, I want up there too!!!

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Picture day …again…yes, I am lazy

This what happens when The Curmudgeon tries to eat toast…er…well, tries to eat anything.

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How to confuse a Curmudgeon and two dogs

     The easiest way is to threaten to rearrange the furniture.  I keep telling him that some morning when he comes downstairs his chair will be on the other side of the room and the couch will be where his chair is now.

     He doesn’t believe me.  It will be fun to get it done.  All I need is time, muscle, and some real boredom.

     I haven’t been happy with the furniture placement since we got the new furniture. 

     The dogs will not adjust at first.  You should have seen their reactions when we moved their crates once.  I do think they’ll adjust faster than The Curmudgeon.

     You all have a good one!