Thursday, February 28, 2008

It's A Girl!

Well, I guess I mean it will be a girl. Right now it is still a parasite that is sucking my will to live.

I defy any woman who has a baby since the 1980's to claim that she did not, at least once, think about the dinner table scene from Alien movie while pregnant.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Yet Another Winter Wonderland!

No WONDER everyone is sick of WINTER!

Here Cometh the Thaw!

Not soon enough for me. This winter has been so long, so cold, so snowy, and just so grating on my nerves; that the thaw could not come soon enough.

Turns out that it wasn't going to last long enough either. I really did enjoy the past week or so with temperatures in the 40's. Even if that did mean that my path down to the dog kennel kept defrosting into more and more land mines. The kennel's play yard started its usual transformation into a mud pit as well. I get to play "Water Engineer" while the dogs play. I dig little canals to drain puddles and the dog run by a wreck them like four footed Godzillas. Oh well, I can always dig them again - it keeps me out of trouble.

Monday, February 04, 2008

Another New One on Me

I have never seen a dog projectile vomit before.

I have seen dogs barf. I have a barfer myself. Whenever my dog's stomach is bothering her, she eat things she seems to think will help it, such as Barbie's clothes, my son's socks, part of my bedroom rug, the corner off the living room curtains, and the laces out of my new black cross trainers.

When all of this comes back up, there is a great deal of pacing (this is notice to kick her out of the house) and then retching and then 'plop' there is something unidentifiable as edible on my Persian.

But never before have I seen PROJECTILE vomit come out of a dog. It was amazing. Paco was tearing around the play yard when he yipped like he was hurt. Before I could even focus on his speeding form, he yipped again. There was no one with him to be hurting him. That is when he produced a 10 foot 'technocolor yawn' as we called it in college. I have no idea what he managed to eat that had to come up that fast and that far, but it didn't deter him from trying to eat it a second time.

That is something I will never understand about barfing dogs. If what you eat was so awful that it had to come back up, why in the world do you think it is still something worth eating?

And why is that they rarely barf it up the second time, anyway?

Dang, I Had No Idea It Was That Cold!

BB arrived at the end of last week and on her first playtime, I spotted her holding her back leg up.

My first thought is that these big idiots had hurt BB. My second thought is, if you idiots have actually hurt BB, who exactly is going to play with you? As you all know, I am no fun.

I check her leg and I don't see anything wrong, nor does she react like my exam is hurting her. So, I let her walk around. No limp when she is walking, just holding her passenger's side rear leg up. All the way up, not just off the ground, all the way up to her belly like a shiny black flamingo. Hold it, wasn't it the passenger side? Now it is the driver's side rear.

She is not hurt, her feet are cold - so are mine for that matter.

Then she did something I have NEVER seen before. It was the most awkward pose I had ever seen a dog assume. BB sat on her butt, in the snow, tail tucked and lifted both legs up off the snow - up to her knee, ankle? whatever it is really called.

Forget the wind chill factor, you know it is cold when a dog won't put their feet down and colder than that when BB walks over to her kennel door to let back in. With that I can assure you that hell has officially frozen over.

And so much for never having seen that pose before...Oreo did the exact same, butt down - feet up, position right after BB did. Must have looked like a good idea.