Archive for the ‘Pets’ Category

Mean Kitty Song

Monday, March 26th, 2012

Originally written on 2/28/12.

This past weekend Paul and I were watching the Carolina game (we used to say we were watching Carolina play, but they have not really been doing much of that this year) when Anna and Tyler came in from the woods with Anna’s laptop.

[Yes, that's right--the laptop went into the woods. That's not the point of this post though. Let's stay focused.]

Anna and Tyler were really excited about this new song they found on YouTube (yes, they were surfing YouTube unsupervised–also a scary non-point of this story). Here is what they showed me–its TOTALLY worth your 3 1/2 minutes.

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Barton doesn’t MEAN to almost kill me…. Really!

Wednesday, March 21st, 2012

Sometimes I let Paul help with my Photo of the Day project. Like with this photo from Sunday, March 12th.

He just thinks my face is cold is all!

Paul is convinced Barton tries to kill me, but he loves me. He wouldn’t do that.

Would he?

I turned vegetarian tonight

Monday, February 27th, 2012

This was supposed to be my photo of the day:

Flowers blooming in FEBRUARY! Looking a little sad after the cold weather assault earlier this week.

But alas, Paul has trumped me again. Paul took Maggie out for a walk and I settled in for my 13 1/2 minutes of alone time. Until Paul rang the doorbell and knocked. You can imagine how pissed off I was to have to get off the couch to answer the door. Then he tells me my cherub, sweet cat was decimating a rabbit in the front yard. I was convinced he was lying to get me out of the house.

Nope.

Yep, its Barton snacking on the Easter bunny. No peeps for us this year.

Bookworm! Part 3

Monday, September 26th, 2011

Bookworm! Part 3

Of the three books described in the opening of this Bookworm! series, this is the book that probably made you raise your eyebrows. Or as the author would describe it: cock your head to the side and perk up your ears in question. The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein is again a book I had in my hands, put down, and it appeared at Ruthan’s house. I borrowed it Wednesday after running 6 miles before work (i.e. REALLY tired that night so not lots of time to read) and finished crying in the Subway sandwich shop over my flatbread egg white sammich. I was reading it Wednesday night before meeting my winter Team in Training teammates to work on our fundraising. Turns out one girl is readying it for her book club this month and my friend Lauren has been reading it too! If you have (or have ever in your life had) a dog, you need to read this book. It is hilarious in points (monkey’s are inferior to dogs and Enzo, the dog, is indignant that the monkeys have opposable thumbs when he doesn’t); it is heart breaking in others (did you read about me crying in Subway?). No matter what you will not be wasting your time with this book. If you are a deep thinker (i.e. I am too good to read a book written from a dog’s perspective), be heartened—there were many parts that as I read them, I knew they held a deeper, more mystical message. I didn’t slow down to pick up those messages, I liked the part where Enzo was talking best. Makes me want to be a better Master to Maggie. (sorry Barton)

Oh, Kelly C—thanks for letting Ruthan borrow your book out to me. I took good care of it, didn’t drop it in the toilet or tub!

We heart sandwiches

Monday, July 11th, 2011

Subway sandwich picnic on Easter afternoon hike

Barton and Maggie like to help make sammiches too.

The other woman

Monday, July 4th, 2011

The kissing…the baby talk…the way their eyes follow each other around the room…the cuddling late into the morning on weekends–and some weekdays when I get up early to go workout… They think I don’t notice. How can I NOT notice? Its in my face all the time! So disrespectful–my husband and his other woman.

But then she will decide to go to bed early with me and cuddle up against my back, or she will get up early with me to go run. And it all makes sense!

Maggadocious!

Tuesday, June 21st, 2011

Look! I have the BALL!!!

 

Look! I run so FAST!

 

Look! I jump so FAR!!

 

Look! I can shake off WATER!

Take your dog to work day

Sunday, May 8th, 2011

May 4, 2011

Not sure why Paul didn’t take Maggie, Katie, Jake and Sam all to work with him, but now that Maggie is our #1 canine, she gets special treats. Like “Take your pet to work day.” Not sure why he is not claiming Bluesy and Barton right now…

I AM AT WORK W MY PERSON YES I AM THE FAVORITE PET DID I TELL YOU I AM WITH MY PERSON AT HIS WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!

Paul walks during lunch so of course, Maggie tagged along (WHATEVER MY PERSON IS DOING!!!!) and loved it.

Supervising my Person is soooooooooooo tiring...

Yo! Adrian!

Monday, April 11th, 2011

I’ll admit that Bluesy is a little inbred.

And an abandoned sewer cat.

That was found chillin’ on a car tire. And we wanted to move the car. And he didn’t care.

Needless to say he fits in well with our family.

Very well.

Problem is, Bluesy likes to fight. Actually, the problem is not that he likes to fight, the problem is that he is a crappy fighter. And weighs 7 pounds. And he is dumb (see above, I don’t mean in a mute, can’t talk kind of way). And deaf in at least one ear–from a fight of course. Here are some of his current nemesises (nemeses? nemesisae? I mean nemesis plural):

  • Maggie
  • Paul’s flip flop (just the right one)
  • Barton
  • Ponytail holders
  • Shelby (a neighbor dog who is one of Jake’s puppies, comes around often when we are outside)
  • The school bus
  • Wind

We have spent hundreds of dollars getting him patched up post-bout. Lately, I just patch him up with whatever is in the first aid cabinet. Note the gash on his “lip” in the photo above. You feel sorry for him. Until he jumps on your head in the middle of the night because your breathing is blowing your hair a little bit. And he considers the moving hair a new nemesis.

L a z y days of winter

Tuesday, April 5th, 2011

I don’t know where the phrase “lazy days of summer” comes from. Our winter days are MUCH lazier. I think its partly because of the manic December we always have, but in January life comes to a screeching halt. I am too lazy to even write more or add captions to these photos!