Wednesday, April 25, 2007

No couch rule #2

Let's check in on the no dogs on the couch rule, shall we?


Nope...no dogs on my couch.

Sure, if you are going to get technical, there is a "dog" on the couch. I think it would be best if we didn't split hairs on defining the word "dog" though. There are all kinds of different breeds out there that have their own specific talents.

How do I define "dog?" Easy...



Let's see Poodle make that catch! Or this one...

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Loopholes

Dogs are not allowed on my couch.


Technically, she isn't "on" the couch, she is on the comforter that serves as buffer between her butt and the couch. Few juries in America would convict her given such evidence. However, I just looked at the Drudge Report and he has a shocking new photo (and siren) that may or may not blow this case wide open.

Apparently, someone has photos of one of my dogs violating the "no couch rule."

Let's look at what Drudge has posted, shall we...

It's a clear violation and someone must pay, but the image is grainy and there is little proof that it was in fact a Golden Retriever who violated the law. It looks sort of like a poodle paw to me. I for one will not jump to conclusions. When the dna comes back we will have more answers and hopefully some resolution. Until then, stay strong and hope.

Updated: Nevermind. Guilty.


Friday, April 13, 2007

Molly and Tess seem bored...

...so I got them each a dog of their own.


In the middle, we have the most forlorn toy poodle...Gatsby (or Poodle to those who know him) and Daisy...a dog who gets a headache when she thinks. I swear, if you put your ear next to her ear you can actually hear the ocean.

Dog sitting can be fun. And to think, it wasn't that long ago when Poodle and Tess couldn't be in the same room together without a knock down, drag out fight. Poodle now knows that what you know isn't as important as who you know.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Her Majesty

I have no idea how she does it, but good ole Molly always seems to scramble to find a sunny spot and pose when she sees the camera come out. That other dog, not so much. It's been said that the only thought that ever goes through Tess' mind is a sound clip of "Walkin' on Sunshine" on repeat mode. I tend to agree. Oh well...The good news is that Tess has other talents. She is very adept at catching balls that I throw on the roof. Does she wait for it to roll off and calmly make the catch? Heck no...where is the drama in that?


The elusive "back flip catch" will have to wait for another day. The mosquitoes were killing me!

Sshhhhh. The acrobat needs her rest if you are ever going to see a back flip. While they are sleeping, how about checking out almost the exact same video from Tess' younger days. This was before she learned how to leap with style. I always tell her that she is a good girl, seriously, but does she listen? The jury is still out.