Recently in Dog(s) Category

Almost $100 for basic service? It bloody well better work perfectly, especially since the girl who checked it in had such an attitude problem.

I'd like to think that if I concentrate, I could finish one of the partly done quilts for our bed in time for the holidays. I'd like to think that, but I don't, because I'm 98% sure it isn't true.

Luckily J and G gave us a comforter that one of their dogs ate a couple of holes in, so we don't freeze.

Come to think about it, it's been over a decade since I wasn't routinely sleeping under a blanket that a dog ate a hole in.

Hmm.

Perhaps I will not put a quilt on our bed for a few more years.

1. Leftover Mexican food from Matt's El Rancho, where we ate last night. The baby came with us, he was quite well-behaved.
2. Dog Two, on her way to the vet to be spayed. They're done already, she's fine, and we're hoping it helps with some of her more annoying behaviors. We don't know why it would, but we can hope.
3. A mouse in a trap in a box, on its way to be released in a field near C-Man's work. I don't know if the same mouse we caught and released last time somehow found its way back, or if it was a new mouse, but either way I've been doing a lot of cleaning. Eccchhh.

If only...

Photo from Vidiot on Flickr, found via Push for free cheese on History of the Button.

C-Man: We got a big bed so the dog could spread out, right?

The Princess: No.

C-Man: I didn't think so.

Glenn explains why dogs don't rule the world.

A dog can catch Hepatitis from eating a toad.

(To clarify, I just read about that. The Dog is not allowed to eat toads, so she is fine. As far as I know. But she's at home alone unsupervised, so who knows what she's up to?)

Dear The Dog,

Please don't act so excited to see the man wearing the Hooters t-shirt. I know you're a dog and y'all don't really have feminism, but work with me here.

Thanks,
The Princess

Dear The Dog,

I believe you're a person and a member of this household, and as such your preferences should be considered. I reserve the right to override your preferences if fulfilling them would overly jeopardize your well-being. And obviously, I think you're on the short end of the stick when it comes to getting your recreational needs met. If I walked the talk, I would put more of my own activities on hold to make sure you got more playtime. But I don't make your wear hats or clothes because I know you hate them, I don't bang jars on counters to coax sticky lids because I know it frightens you, and I try to minimize the number of pills I shove down your throat because you don't seem to like that very much at all.

That said, I'm not sure what to do about your new door-scratching practice. When I go to sleep early and you're in the room with me and you want to go into the living room to hang out with C-Man, you scratch on the door. When I'm in the bathroom and you want to come in, you scratch on the door.

I want you to have a vote, and truth be told I don't care what side of what door you're on most of the time so it's not hurting me much to let you in/out. You don't have any words with which to indicate your preferences, so this is as good as it gets. But should I really be encouraging you to scratch at doors?

Bemused,
Your Mom

Dear The Dog,

I thought I would check your horoscope and see what you can expect in the near future, especially since we are going out of town for the weekend and leaving you here. Lilysea checks her baby's horoscope, so why shouldn't I do it for you? And her choice of Rob Brezsny's Free Will Astrology seems as good a choice as any.

You are an Aquarius, and this is your horoscope for the week of June 29th (weeks start on Thursdays, apparently):

When you obsess on your adversaries, you risk becoming like them. The more you shape your life through your responses to things you don't like, you invite them to define your destiny. You'll have to be on guard against falling prey to this mistake in the coming weeks, Aquarius. While I don't suggest that you totally ignore the forces that oppose you, neither do I recommend that you regularly wake up in the middle of the night and spend hours plotting your next ten moves against them. Confine your scheming to a circumscribed period--say every Saturday between 11:30 a.m. and noon--and devote the rest of your time to creating what you love.

I'm a bit frightened now...

Love,
Your Mom (a.k.a. the force that often opposes you)

In the past few days I've gone back through my blog and sorted all the dog-related posts into the Dogs(s) category. I was shocked, SHOCKED, by how many posts on this site are about dogs. With this post, it will be 41. In four years. Which I guess isn't really that many. It's not called Flooded Dog Kingdom, after all.

But I am working on yet ANOTHER dog-related post, which is an attempt to list out all the names of The Dog. You may not see this post until 2007 given how many there are and how C-Man loves to make up more on a daily basis, but I'm just giving you a heads-up. In case you are developing an allergy to dogs from all of the dog-related posts on this blog.