Posts Tagged ‘Pets’

If She’s Going To Wear It, It Should At Least Look Good On Her

January 8, 2020

I suspect I have already made abundantly clear my feelings regarding the girls’ love of dressing up the dog, but if you need clarification, suffice it to say that I don’t approve, but I recognize that my approval is not required.  Even so, as I watch the dog prance around (and seemingly happily so, I will reluctantly admit) in a frilly canine “party dress,” I remind myself that it really could be worse.

At least she’s not wearing the dress that makes her look frumpy.

Bow Wows Are Fine . . . But No Bows!

December 31, 2019

As a follow-up to last week’s “dog in a dress” post, while I remain unconvinced of the girls’ argument that “she likes it,” I will concede that Isa doesn’t seem to protest the treatment.  On the other hand, I am personally pleased to note that Isa has made her feelings abundantly clear that she draws the line at wearing bows in her fur.

In That Case The Dog Is Tucked Up In A Bedroom, THEN I Answer The Door

December 27, 2019

It’s funny how one can discover one’s limits.  For instance, I have no problem scooping up a wiggling and yapping little dog and tucking her under one arm when I answer the door.  But as I discovered yesterday, I will not answer the door like that when said dog has been dressed in a ballerina outfit by the girls.

I’m Blaming This Thought On Posting Before The Sun Is Up

April 11, 2019

If someone knocks on your door and your dog doesn’t bark, did the knock actually make a sound?

Well . . . No GOOD Jokes, I Mean

April 2, 2019

Recently my son was introduced to the concept of a “pet rock,” and is currently in class with his new “pet.”

I don’t really have a joke for this.  I just wanted this event recorded.

A Recent Mental Transcript Of Mine

November 30, 2018

Oooh, peanut butter cookies!  They’re a little small, but that’s a pretty big bag, so it should all balance out.

Waaaaait.   While it doesn’t obviously say they’re for dogs, I’m seeing an awful lot of little animal pictures to not be suspicious.  Let’s see here, number one ingredient is . . . free-range chicken.

Yep.  And there it is in small print at the bottom of the bag, “dog treats.”  That’s just wrong!

She’s A Good Dog

October 8, 2018

Of course after creating a category for our dog, Isa, on Friday, today my son wants me to make an entry about her.

Okay then . . . let me see . . .

This wag is for Isa for not growling at me as I trimmed her nails over the weekend even though she hates having it done.

Per My Son’s Request, A New Category

October 5, 2018

On those rare occasions when I write about Algiz the Sun Conure, he has his own category:  Coos and Caws.  When I mentioned him the other day, I also mentioned our dog, Isa, thus prompting my son to ask why she doesn’t have her own category as well.

I didn’t have a good answer for that, so Isa now has her own category:  Wags and Growls.

(I looked into trying to continue the C and C alliteration theme, but couldn’t come up with something that wouldn’t have been painfully pretentious.)

That’s Pretty Good Advice

February 22, 2018

Today’s Tip From My Son:

If you have a dog in your house, never step on anything brown without turning on the light first so you can see what it is.

It Was Just The Two Of Us In The Car

May 8, 2017

“Oh, look!” L’s Mother exclaimed while we were in the car the other day.  “Cute puppy!”

Since I was driving, I could only spare a fraction of a second to glance in the direction she was pointing, but as near as I could tell, the puppy was indeed cute.  So cute, in fact, that the puppy reminded me of our own puppy, Isa, and the emergency bath I had to give her earlier that day.

All puppies are cute when you’re not the one getting **** out of their fur,” I chuckled.