Last Spring – The Fall

Little oak tree, you can't live here. Let me take you to the woods and transplant you,

Holy crap! My right boot lace got caught on my left boot hook. My feet are tied together!

The Fall 3

Splat!

I didn't know humans could fly. Is it legal to say those words in this state?

Ew, this is so disgusting! I am soaked clear through to my underwear.

Ow! I''m not going to be able to walk for weeks! You know what this means, don't you? No supervision!

I'll go get us something from the fridge. I'll go get the toilet brush!

It has been a year now since The Fall. At the time I expected to be better in a few weeks, but it was months before I could even take the dogs for a hobble. My left knee never did recover, and still can’t fully bend it.

Toby takes advantage of my not being able to properly kick his butt. This morning – at that magical Dogging Hour of 3:00 a.m. – he decided to destroy a few things around the house.

Toby grabs and chews a package

Heh, Mom’s not looking. I’m going to steal her package.

Nah, I'm not interested

Oops. Caught. I’ll pretend that I am not interested.

Toby glances up at the package he was chewing

I just can’t help myself…

Ooh, I can't help myself. I really want it!

I really AM interested!

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Would you like even more adventures with my terrible twosome? Then order a copy of Dream Our World!

Inside, my boys visit the Museum of the Imagination and view the world of art from a canine perspective.

Dream Our World is available from Amazon.

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What Am I?

Purple Dog Toy

Plush purple dog toy

“Santa” dropped off some gifts for me to wrap for the boys so as to lighten his load come Christmas eve. One of the gifts was this cute-yet-mysterious plush animal toy. The face seems familiar, but what is it supposed to be? It looks a little like an unspotted giraffe. Or it might be a sort of kangaroo? I am not sure, but I thought someone out there might recognize him/her.

The animal is intended for Toby, but I have a feeling he is going to be more interested in the wrapping paper than the toy. Why? He attacked the tube of paper while I was trying to wrap the gifts. Just as little humans are more interested in the box than the toy, so are tiny canines. Perhaps I should just give my boys paper and boxes and be done with all the shopping nonsense.

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Thanksgiving Poem

Cairn terrier puppy tears up box of tissues.

We’re thankful for tissues

to tear and destroy.

We give thanks for each other

We pesky brown boys!

Two Cairn terrier pups ride in the car.

(You may recognize the tissue incident from the boys’ book. So many of those stories are based on actual events!)

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Bitey shares many of his own stories to share from B.T. (Before Toby) in his book A Tired Mommy Is a Good Mommy. Inside, learn the origin of Geordie’s Thanksgiving angst.

Cover 8 (800x778)

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