I'm sure if you stopped over to our house any night this week, you would walk in to an overpowering smell of fish and yes even Shit! I'm not proud!
First off, the fish smell is not because my daughter's fish died while we were gone, lucky for me (yes, I"m being facetious) we still have fish! No the fish smell comes from my obsession with Salmon lately! That is pretty much the only meat I eat and the kids beg, plead and even offer to not fight, if I opt not to cook it! Sorry kiddos, you won't fight because I'm the Mama and if Mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy!
So on to the shit! When we got home from Branson we waited a day to pick up the pooches. They were staying out of town at a very nice farm where a guy has a kennel. I have a friend that takes her dog there so I knew it was good.
Now it is pretty much known to all around here that our dogs are freaks. So being around other dogs is very foreign to them. Did I mention we flunked puppy school? Well we most definitely did! I think all that socializing they teach in those classes didn't quite work for us!
In fact we were the only ones in the class to receive a
certificate of Participation! Thanks Val. I framed it! She wasn't even discreet about the certificate, oh no! She had to let the whole class know that Theo was a good sport but wasn't like the rest of the gang. Awesome, thanks, no really! I held my head up high and walked out saying, "Hey, we all have things we're good at and I'm ok with not having the dog training, animal loving, blue ribbon gene in me, because gosh darn it people like me! And maybe we just have a unique dog and all of your dogs are freaks!
This was kinda how Theo was in class!
I guess Theo was just a little shell shocked being away from home. Let's just say that poor Theo must have swallowed a lot of air while we were gone and didn't let it out until he got home. Once we had him home we noticed after a few times of going out to drop a few kids off at the pool, he came back in and had a little dirt on his skirt! I'll spare you that picture and show you one of him dozing off!
I happened to miss this glorious site at first and then noticed he managed to side swipe the couch! I screamed and immediately told my husband I was getting rid of him! I can't take it anymore! My husband didn't quite have the same reaction as I did. His reaction was more of on the defensive side and said, "no way are we getting rid of him!"
Geez it wasn't as if I said I was getting rid of one of his balls!
I'm pretty sure he would rather get rid of me then that dam dog! I swear in my next life I am going to be a lesbian! Now, I'm not really looking for offers here but what I'm saying is that if two gals saw a spot of pooh on the couch they would both shriek and say, "yep he has gotta go. No way are we having a house with a dog that craps!"
Am I right?
I am so buying these suckers for the dam dogs! And then I'm gonna put them on the rest of the family so I don't have to wash their "delicates"
And if you thought that was bad, now Jasmine has the same bug.
She makes us so proud to call her our boot scooter. Thank God she hits the potty pads!
Does anyone else out there deal with this Crap? Yes, pun intended!
Off to do some clean up! Someone better hide the phone or I'm calling the pound!
Oh, so glad to be home! Grrrrrrrrrr!