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Random Thoughts

I’m trying to get back into the blog posting thing . . . but I don’t really have enough for a post on a single topic . . . so we have random thoughts . . . .

I usually feel guilty when I walk the dogs early in the morning and we make all the neighborhood dogs bark.  Not this weekend though!  The neighbors have been setting off fireworks for the last few days and scaring the crap out of Rocky.  I figure that making the dogs bark before 9 am is suitable payback for the anxiety they are causing Rocky.

I really dislike fireworks – only because it upsets Rocky so much – so last night I hoped for rain to dampen the commotion in the neighborhood.  Only to have a thunderstorm with thunder and lightning.  Guess I better watch what I wish for, huh?

Millie pooped in the yard of the grumpy lady that complained about Rocky peeing on her dead flowers.  Considering how upset she got over a little pee, I figured she’d go ballistic over poop in her yard.  I don’t think I have ever cleaned up poop so fast in my life.

Apparently the parking lot of the elementary school at the end of my street is the “weekend party place” . . . I’m never surprised at the number of empty beer cans and liquor bottles I find on Saturday and Sunday morning.

I’ve been reading the articles about how you can tell when it’s too hot to walk the dogs, the damage that walking on hot concrete/asphalt can do to a dog’s paws.  One article said, if it’s too hot for your bare feet, then it’s too hot for the dogs.  I adjust our walking schedule accordingly so I don’t hurt Rocky’s and Millie’s feet and I’m patting myself on the back for being such a good dog mommy.  But Rocky loves to sun himself on the deck and sometimes that part of the deck is too hot for me to walk across barefoot.  Should I feel like a bad dog mommy for letting him sun himself like that?  He doesn’t stay out there very long before he decides he needs to come in for some AC.

Happy Saturday

 

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Four Months

It’s been four months since I’ve posted anything . . . oh dear . . .

The website here has changed a bit since my last visit . . . that’s what I get for being gone so long, huh?

Life is good . . . dogs are good . . . summer hours started a few weeks ago . . . I’ve got a 5 day mini vacation coming up because of the wonderful July 4 holiday . . .

I might have to write an actual post during that time . . .

 

 

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Conversations With Rocky & Millie

I’m a single girl.  I live alone with two large dogs.  Some of the conversations I have with them are pretty funny.

Yes I’ve actually said all of these things to them on a pretty regular basis.

What are you doing?

You aren’t helping.

I’m not going anywhere without you (when they follow me into the bathroom because they think I’ll sneak out and go walking without them.)

Come back here.

You need to move.

Do you have to poop on a hill?

What are you eating?

You can’t eat that!

Don’t eat that!

Don’t let him pee on you!

Don’t pee on your sister!

You have to wait.  Bubba has to poo

You have to wait.  Sissy has to poo

We aren’t going that way (when they smell something interesting in the area we just passed).

Watch your head (when they aren’t paying attention and about to run into something)

Wait, wait (when we are waiting to cross the street)

Wait, there’s a car (when Millie thinks we’ve waited long enough and she wants to go.)

Careful (when its slick and I need them to stay close to my side)

You have to wait for him to finish (once Rocky walks away from his food dish, anything he leaves is fair game for her.)

That belongs to him!

My finger is in there.

Do not make me put on my shoes and come out there! (Usually when they are out in the yard barking and they won’t come when I call their names.  Last time this happened was a couple of weeks ago . . . there was a possum in the alley playing possum.)

Make up your mind you’re letting out the hot (winter)/cold (summer).  (After Rocky scratches at the back door and wants in but hesitates when I actually open the door to let him in.)

And everyone worries that I’m lonely living here in The Little House all by myself . . .

 

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Random Thoughts

Why does Millie always have to be on a hill when she poos during our walks in the morning?  Makes cleaning up after her a rather delicate balancing act for me.

Dear Neighbor . . . a private alley is just that . . . an alley that people drive down to get from one end of the block to the other.  It’s not a driveway where you can park your car.  I am always amused when I see someone drive through your yard because you are blocking the alley.  And speaking of parking your car in the alley . . . do you have to block the sidewalk?

Millie always races to the end of the privacy fence we pass every day because she’s expecting someone/something to be waiting for her around the corner.

Sometimes I have to go past the house where the lady hollered at Rocky for peeing on her half dead flowers . . . even though it’s cold and winter and the flowers are all dead now, I still have to drag Rocky away from the flower bed because I don’t want her hollering at him again.

Today was trash day . . . the most favorite day of the week for a walk for Millie and Rocky.  They have to stop and smell just about every trash can.  We don’t make much progress on trash day.

I’m off work this week for Christmas break and the dogs are very happy to have me home.  I’m happy to be home with them.  I don’t know who will be sadder when I have to go back to work next week – me or them.

I have had three lunch dates this week.  I had no idea I was so popular!

I had sushi today for lunch.  That noise you hear is Prince Charming laughing because he tried so hard to get me to eat sushi and I always refused.

 

 

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No They Aren’t Spoiled

Y’all know that Rocky and Millie are my life . . .

Even though they were officially XH’s dogs and I was totally against getting them in the first place, I specifically asked for them as part of the divorce settlement . . .

After the divorce, they were there to keep me company and keep me from completely freaking out about living alone for the first time in my life . . .

After I broke my arm, they were always close by to make sure that I wasn’t over doing it and were happy to take naps whenever Mommy needed.

After Prince Charming died, they were the reason I got up out of bed in the morning.  They had to eat, they had to go potty, they needed to go for walks . . . they were always close by to give me doggie hugs and kisses when I didn’t think I could stand my grief for another minute.

I’d be lost without them . . . and I tend to go overboard a bit at Christmas . . .

On Black Friday, the big box Pet Store had a sale and they had doggie beds for half off.  Doggie beds for big doggies are pricey and a half off sale is always a great thing.  So I bought two beds . . . and since I can’t really hide two great big dog beds in The Little House Rocky and Millie got early Christmas presents.  And they LOVED the new doggie beds.

The doggie beds were upstairs in the bedroom . . . and they happily snuggled into them and slept soundly every night.  But in the morning, before I left for work, Rocky would give me his sad pitiful eyes that his snuggly bed wasn’t downstairs for him to guard the house.  So, like the sucker I am, I brought one of the beds downstairs for him during the day.  And then I would drag it back upstairs at bedtime each night.

That got old quick.  That bed is huge and awkward to carry.  The stairs are a bit narrow and steep.  It’s always entertaining to watch me drag that thing up and down the stairs . . . especially if Millie wants to help.  So I got the bright idea to buy two more beds for downstairs . . . but only if they were still on sale.  The big box Pet Store had a Christmas Week sale . . . and the beds were on sale again!!

So tonight I drove to the big box Pet Store that’s 20 minutes away (the local store didn’t have the beds in stock) in the dark and in the rain (I don’t see well in the dark and in the rain and driving is a bit of challenge) to pick up the beds for downstairs.  Yes, I have four beds . . for two dogs . . . so they can be just as comfortable when we are binge watching something on Netflix as they are when we are sleeping.

No, they aren’t spoiled at all . . .

 

 

 

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Slipping

I forgot to post something last night.

I almost forgot to post something tonight.

It’s been a long week.  Stressful and painful.  Nothing serious . .

Tonight was “therapy night” and my favorite night of the week.  Dinner with Mom after 4:30 pm Mass . . . dinner at Fazoli’s . . . shopping at our favorite Dollar Tree store.

Today . . . life is good . . .

 

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The Worst Part . . .

of any trip is taking the dogs to the “puppy camp”

I know they will be well taken care of . . . Randy has been taking care of my babies for over 20 years . . . he knows them and loves them as much as I do  . . .

Rocky’s sad face as he looks over his shoulder . . .

Millie scampers off without a second look . . .

Coming home to an empty house because my flight leaves at o’dark thirty tomorrow morning . . .

I can’t believe how much I miss them and I haven’t even left yet.

 

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