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A picture of Gavin at 12 weeks of age…

Sneaky Gavin, real sneaky.

Hehehe!  I knew if I looked pitiful long enough someone would join me on the floor.  

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I bought new furniture!

     My furniture is a total wreck it needed replacing for a long time now.  I took The Curmudgeon to the store to see what I’d picked out on my foray with Annie.  He really liked the couch, found a lounge chair he liked better, and helped me settle on a chair and ottoman that would suit the house. 

     Then we charged it and it arrives on Saturday!  He figures we might as well, once the MIL’s house money is out of escrow we can write a check for whatever we owe on the charge.

http://www.raymourflanigan.com/marsden-microfiber-reclining-sofa-200291019.aspx

http://www.raymourflanigan.com/nash-microfiber-rocker-recliner-280301056.aspx

http://www.raymourflanigan.com/fresno-microfiber-chair-211215923.aspx

You all have a good one!

 

It rained…a lot.

     “I want to go out!  I want to go out right now!”  Gavin’s incessant ringing of the sleigh bells had me about up the wall.

     “It’s raining outside.  You really don’t want to go.”

     “WANT OUT!!!”

     “Oh for heaven’s sake…”  I open the door, the rain is coming down in sheets.  He goes out.  “I guess you really did have to pee, huh?”

      He dashes back in after peeing a lake.  “Wet, need to shake all this water on you.” 

      I throw a towel over Gavin before he can soak me and thank the fates that he’s a short-haired dog and not a long-haired one.  We go into the kitchen and Patty steps in front of me.

     “Want out.”

      “Patty, you really want out?”

     “Want out.”

     I open the back door.

     She steps to the top step and stops with her butt in the door.  “It’s raining.  I might melt.”

     “Too late you’re going now.”  I gently boot her down the steps and wait with towel in hand while she does her business.

     She piles in the door, soaked to the skin.  I throw the towel over her and briskly rub her down.  She likes the towel part.

     At least we didn’t have anything struck by lightning again…

      You all have a good one!

Silly dogs!

     In between the kitchen and the back porch we have a half-door that we can use when we want the regular door open.  I had two dogs telling me to hurry up and get their food in their dishes.  Gavin was almost too quick to photograph.  LOL!

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But Momma, I want dat lamb gravy!

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I’ve become a lazy baker and cook.

     Hehehe!  I baked oatmeal cookies tonight and kept tripping over two dogs who thought whatever Mom was making smelled wonderful.  I don’t spend time mixing batter and fussing anymore.  I get most of my meats and some other items through a lovely company called Five Star Home Foods  http://www.fivestarhomefoods.com.  They have several different cookie doughs.  😀

     I love their cookie dough because I can bake exactly what I want, usually 4 cookies, two for me two for The Curmudgeon.  We get fresh from the oven cookies.  I don’t have to dirty a mixing bowl and their cookies are good.

     Yes, after years of being an excellent baker and cook, I have gone the lazy route.

     You all have a good one!

Our silly dogs waiting and hoping for ice cubes

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Spoiled dogs love the AC

     As I figured, we still have fireworks going off around here.  I wish they’d either blow off a hand or blow up all they have left all at once.  I am tired of hearing them.  It’d be so darned nice to be able to sit outside at night and enjoy some peace and quiet…If only.  I know that at least three neighborhood dogs are traumatized from all the noise.  My goodness you fireworks idiots, I hope that makes you proud of yourselves.

     We’ve had nine mighty hot days in a row and expect the worst of the heat to hit us this weekend.  I am not looking forward to triple digit temperatures. 

     Our pups are spoiled rotten.  They love the air conditioning!  I take them outside and they rush to get done so they can go back into their nice, cool house.  Like I said, spoiled rotten.  However, if we didn’t have AC, The Curmudgeon would most likely be in a hospital by now.  It is far too hot for him.

      You all have a good one and stay cool!

Really, you haven’t had enough fireworks?

     For a city where fireworks are illegal there certainly were far too many going off all over the place.  The noise began long before dark and continued well past 1 a.m.

      The fireworks began around here clear back in May, with an overload of them hitting us last night.  I’m so glad my dogs are not afraid of them but I feel so sorry for the dogs that are.  I do wish the idiots that have so much fun setting the damned things off had an inkling of the stress they cause. 

     At least the city, when they do their fireworks display, has the courtesy of stopping at ten at night.  Unfortunately, around here, they will go all night and continue through the entire summer. 

Twenty rules I try to live by…

1. Life isn’t fair, grow up and deal with it.
2. Tell your loved ones you love them as often as you can, you might not get a chance to say it tomorrow.
3. Life is too short – don’t waste time whining over small stuff.  Live.
4. Be you, don’t try to be someone you aren’t.
5. You are in charge of your happiness.
6. Forgive but never forget what you learned.
7. Dance in the rain.
8. It’s OK to cry.
9. Burn the fancy, expensive candles, use the 1500 ct sheets, wear the luxury lingerie. Don’t save things for a special occasion, enjoy them now.
10. Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to do the crazy things you’d like to do.
11. In a so-called crisis always ask yourself, “In five years, will this matter?”
12. Don’t try to keep up with the Joneses, who cares what others think?
13. Only spend what you can, not what the credit company says you can.
14. Clutter weighs you down. If you haven’t used it in a year and it isn’t something you use only for a holiday, get rid of it.
15. What doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.
16. Kiss your dogs and cats on the lips, and hug them every day. 
17. Fly a kite once in a while.
18. Eat chocolate and drink wine without guilt.
19. Laugh and sing for the sheer joy of it. 
20. When in doubt, ask… there is no such thing as a dumb question.

The noses know and they let us know they know.

     Nothing in this house goes without complete investigation.  Our two private dogvestigators make sure they know exactly where we’ve been, who we’ve been with, and if there were any dogs or other critters present.  Heavens forbid that you’ve been near more than one dog.

     Multiple dog scents mean a thorough sniffing over every inch of the body.  Ice cold noses make sure to hit and linger over any bare spots on the anatomy.  Summer clothes reveal the back of the knees, a favorite spot to place their noses.  I think they do it mainly for the squeals they get.

     Any packages or bags need investigating by the doggie duo.  They sniff each item, we can’t sneak anything past them.

     Do you have your own private investigators?

     You all have a good one!