Molly: January 20, 2003 - February 1, 2016
Tess: February 2, 2006 - October 20, 2013
Saturday, February 27, 2016
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Don't ask
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
It's Official!
Molly has been inducted into the prestigious White Face Society. Her many years of hard work and her tireless effort fighting crime and injustice have finally paid off. Couple that with her infinite wisdom on matters of national security and her benevolence, Molly should be ready for prime time in no time.Tess, on the other hand, is still waiting for the short bus to show up.
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Please wait. Charging in progress.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Freeloaders
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
Tess at 4
For most, today is Groundhog Day. Around these parts, where everyday is a groundhog day, it's Tess' birthday. Four years ago, I got an email informing (warning?) me that that the Tess train had pulled into the station. In the years that followed, she has earned all of her nicknames - Tess-a-mess, Snuggle Tess, Freakshow and Butthead. She sheds on everything. She "attacks" door-to-door salesmen. She annoys that other dog that hangs around here. BUT, guess who is curled up at my feet as I write this?
Thursday, January 28, 2010
State of the Union
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Tess has her moments
This is the vicious dog who chased a pushy door to door salesman down the street a few nights ago. The poor salesman, in addition to having some poor taste in tattoo placement, has to live with the fact that he ran screaming (like a little girl) and swinging when this dog accidentally made it out to the front porch.No one was injured, although Tess may shy away from clip boards for a little while. All she was interested in was if the guy had a stash of tennis balls in the back pocket of his baggy pants. My guess is that the salesman is no stranger to being hunted by K-9 units.
You see, Tess usually hears this song in her head on constant repeat, but on Tuesday, there was an unconscious error in her internal music.
I suppose I should also thank Molly for participating by providing some bellicose barking at a safe distance, but it was Tess who did all the "work" and took all the shots like a champ.
Maybe they were just excited to meet the new guy at the door who just happened to be scared of dogs, or maybe they were really in protection mode. We'll never know. All we know is that there was a guy with me on the porch who would not take "no" for an answer and would not leave until the door swung open and the hounds were released...accidentally.
What was he selling? Home security systems. Irony is fun, but Goldens are funner!
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
Missing controlled chaos
Tonight the house is quiet. Molly and Tess are rotting away in dog jail. It's always hard to drop them off the day before leaving town. There is no one around to warn of the impending doom because of squirrels rooting around outside. If an acorn falls on the roof at 3am, I will have no way of knowing. Being without my buddies makes me wonder what people without dogs all the time do in their spare time. Maybe it is the dogless who have made reality TV shows so popular. Maybe the dogless are responsible for global warming. Surely they are the ones behind Twitter.
Tonight, I am dogless. I'll be watching "Survivor" while sorting my recycling, but if you followed me on Twitter, you'd already know that.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Tess counted her money while sitting at the table
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Monday, October 05, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Health Care 101
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Public Service Announcement
Before I start, please know that Molly and Tess are fine. I have to post this though. I'm begging you all to get your dogs (and all the dogs you know) a life jacket if they are less than confident in the water.
Sure, we all lose our minds and get distracted when pools or lakes and cold beer are involved, but don't want to read about any of you doing that.
Sure, we all lose our minds and get distracted when pools or lakes and cold beer are involved, but don't want to read about any of you doing that.
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