Thursday, August 11, 2016
Sunday, August 07, 2016
Being at the farm this year has been a little different this year than in year's past because Half of the Horde has already been here for a month! Sam and Hopper left in early July and Hopper got to go to three weeks of summer camp in a place that doesn't feel like the surface of Satan's butt. We'd been Skyping every few days and every time Hopper and Rowan saw each other it was like a tragic war movie where brothers were torn apart. "I loooooovvvee youuuu HOPPAH." "I miss you Rowan SO MUUCHH." So, we were taking bets on how long this newfound appreciation for each other might last. Answer: about 15 minutes outside the airport.
Posted by Stinkydog at 7:20 AM
Sunday, July 31, 2016
On the side of my blog, where my profile resides, there's this list of 35 things about me that I did back in July 2006 when I was..35. Ten years ago. TEN. eegghhh, just typing that made my sciatica flair up. Anyway, that list has been there for damn near forever and I always say I'm going to update it and never do, but I guess it's probably time. Unless I can wait another ten years? eegghh. fine.
1.I was born in Little Rock, Arkansas and lived in the same house until I was 18.
2.I am the youngest of 4.
6.I could be a good cook if I paid more attention to the recipes.
7.The only serious (requiring a hospital visit) injuries I have ever had have been to my head or my face. This explains a lot.
9.I hate snow.
10.I have straight teeth, but I used to want braces so bad I made a “retainer” for myself out of paperclips.
11.I used to live in an apartment above Mrs. Gerard mother of Gil Gerard (Buck Rogers). I ran into him in the foyer all the time, but never once took the opportunity to do my “Twiki” voice.
13.I have a slightly neurotic fear of house-fires and have secretly devised an evacuation plan for every place I have ever lived. I once lived in a 4th story walkup with no fire escape and had a little freakout moment every single day until I moved.
14.I detest being woken up by anyone for any reason. Unless they are dying or my house is on fire.
15.I have never been engaged, married, or arrested.
16.I have never been pregnant, but I’ve attended Lamaze classes twice.
17.I don’t know if I ever want to have kids, but I wouldn’t mind borrowing someone else’s for a while. I like the accoutrements.
18.I could not give two shits about my fingernails.
19.I can handle spiders, but slugs sort of make me want to cry.
20.I usually have at least one glass of wine almost every day. My doctor once asked me how many ounces of liquor I drank in a week, and I asked if she could come up with a bigger standard of measure.
22.I used to be very Catholic, but can’t stand organized religion.
23.I consider myself to be politically “Independent” but I don’t think I have actually voted Republican on anything, ever.
24.I have never given up hope that I will someday develop either ESP or the ability to talk to animals—either one will do.
25.I hate being late to movies. If I miss the previews, I might as well not show up at all.
26.I have absolutely no rhythm or ability to dance. This very rarely stops me.
27.I hold grudges til I’m good and damn ready to let it go. But I always let it go.
31.I dream in color. Always.
32.Some people say I am “too nice”. They don’t know me very well.
33.Jell-O kind of freaks me out. A lot.
34.I took Latin as my foreign language in high school. Despite what they told us at the time, this has never, ever helped me.
35.I don’t believe in thong underwear. In theory or in practice.
Posted by Stinkydog at 6:00 PM
Sunday, July 24, 2016
When Rowan was a little younger, he didn't really understand the whole fostering thing that we do. Every time a puppy we fostered went to its new home, he'd shake his head in condemnation and say, "I just don't understand why you keep giving your puppies away" like I was some sort of puppy trafficker, dealing in milk breath. We're pretty much past that now, but still, he wasn't very happy this week as most of the puppies left for their new homes. It started on Thursday, with two of them leaving, then three more on Friday, three more Saturday.
Posted by Stinkydog at 5:59 AM
Thursday, July 07, 2016
Our babies are eight weeks old today. I've attempted to take pictures of them every day, but honestly, unless they're crashed out after a 30 minute tour of destruction around the back yard, all I get is blur and lots of teef. It usually looks a little something like this:
Posted by Stinkydog at 6:55 PM
Monday, June 27, 2016
whoa, it's been an entire month since I gave a pupdate! That month flew by fast, didn't it? I thought we might catch up here with a few FAQ that people always end up asking me and somehow or another I end up never getting a chance to answer, but I'll throw in some pictures.
So, how old are they now?
The babies are 6 weeks old now. One day they were like tiny rabid gerbils and the next day I turned around and they were like giant rabid gerbils. Here's a shot of them at lunch today. About 2 minutes after this photo was taken, they ate the fence.
Wait, where is the mama?
Posted by Stinkydog at 1:11 PM