Showing posts with label dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dog. Show all posts

Monday, June 14, 2010

Day 6: Things that should be




Throughout the day as I was working on the computer, picking up the house, eating Oreos, and walking the dog, I had a long list of things that should be.

1: If you build a treehouse with a door on the second floor, there should be a railing or steps so your children don't fall into the garbage cans.
2: There should be more people who can make quilts in this world.
3: We should make an effort to go back to the Jersey shore and get more coffee mugs. And bump-its.
4: Dogs should be allowed on walking paths as long as they're not rabid or pooping everywhere. (Inka's questionable on the second one)
5:Dogs should laugh more often.
6: We should have more cute ducks around.
7: All sheets should have stripes so we know which stinkin' corner goes where. (Good thing ours have stripes.)


Thursday, June 10, 2010

Day 2: tinman, dogpaddle, baths all-around



After working for a couple of hours this morning on emails for a client, I needed to get away from my computer screen and go for a run/walk (more walk than run).

Armed with my camera, cell phone (in case of twisted ankle or lurking strangers), and plastic poo bag for the dog, I set out for my mini-adventure. I also effectively stuffed my phone and plastic bag in my sports bra creating an attractive and scratchy uniboob.

Not two houses down, I spotted the tinman hanging in the tree. He looked lonely and photogenic, so I stopped to snap a picture. As I'm trespassing, the dog decides she needs to crap again (she just did before we left the yard.) I debated picking it up, but their dog always leaves monster poo in our yard and acts like it's going to attack us when we walk by, so I figured we were even.

The winding-no-shoulder road allowed for us to practice the "sit" command many times and afforded us views overlooking a cow pasture. Inka was sounding like a freight train at this point, so we scrambled under a fence (not electric, I checked) and climbed down some rocks to allow for swim-age. I'm definitely her favorite person right now.

We have both taken our baths and now it's time for me to grab a late lunch.

Until tomorrow!