dog: January 2008 Archives
the dog, who is a 40lb purebred mutt, is drugged. i drugged her. i gave it to her in the peanut butter. tasty, tasty, peanut butter. why, you ask? because it is storming here and she wigs out sometimes.
this is of no interest. what is of interest is that she is lying down, facing the corner, trembling and twitching like that dude in the blair witch project at the end... except, in this version of the movie, there is no witch, and i am not laughing at the stupidity of it all.
this is of no interest. what is of interest is that she is lying down, facing the corner, trembling and twitching like that dude in the blair witch project at the end... except, in this version of the movie, there is no witch, and i am not laughing at the stupidity of it all.
we have three cats. butter who will be 9. socks who will be 7 and maple who will be 5. our cats are insane. and to be quite honest, i do not understand them most of the time.
this evening, they have taken to running around like crazy animals who look like they are running from a burning building. only thing is, the house is not on fire, and there is really their commute from one room to the next is not that large, so speeding, kind of a moot point.
now, i would also like you to know that it is colder than a witches tit outside and the dog has decided that being out there, lying on the deck is clearly the only way to go at 10:35 pm. i mean really, where else would you want to be? certainly not a warm bed near the heating vent. or on one of the couches curled up (blankets provided).
i dunno. they all seem crazy to me.
this evening, they have taken to running around like crazy animals who look like they are running from a burning building. only thing is, the house is not on fire, and there is really their commute from one room to the next is not that large, so speeding, kind of a moot point.
now, i would also like you to know that it is colder than a witches tit outside and the dog has decided that being out there, lying on the deck is clearly the only way to go at 10:35 pm. i mean really, where else would you want to be? certainly not a warm bed near the heating vent. or on one of the couches curled up (blankets provided).
i dunno. they all seem crazy to me.
