Bored.....

Holidays

The dogs were hoping for weather to do this, but its not looking so promising.

I was suppose to go camping with some friends but the plans fell through so I am hanging at home with the furry kids for the week. Either way its not work so I am happy.....

Relax

I have decided I really do not know what that word means.... I actually got to sit down and do nothing tonight....it got boring after about 5 minutes....everyone else in the house knows how to relax, I wish they would share their secret....

Logan wants to tell me he says but I think what he really wants is me to move so he can get back on the couch

Miss Congeniality

This is my sister's dog Marley....doesnt she look like a little angel.....haha wrong.

She is essentially a 10lb out of control mutt. No idea what breed she is, has webbed feel like a retriever but the energy of a jack russell.

She is incredibly smart and taught herself to sit within an hour, I was teaching Logan to sit one day and she was just watching us and by the time we were done she was sitting to.

She has the whole puppy dog eye thing down to an art.

Archie loves her.....

She is everyone's friend and her and Sophie often get in trouble together, there is no end to their playing.

Email

I get alot of emails forwarded to me and to be honest I do not even read half of them unless its cute pet pictures or animal related in general. I especially hate those ones that tell you if you do not forward it to X number of people you will have bad luck, stupid I know but I have myself convinced that is why I have such crappy luck. This is one I got today that I quite liked, sorry its quite long but a good one:

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years.. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?'
'This is Heaven, sir,' the man answered. 'Wow! Would you happen to have some water?' the man asked.
Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up.'The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
'Can my friend,' gesturing toward his dog, 'come in, too?' the traveler asked.
'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.'
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.
As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'
'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in..'
'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.
'There should be a bowl by the pump.'
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.

The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.

When they were full , he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked.
'This is Heaven,' he answered.
'Well, that's confusing,' the traveler said. 'The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'
'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell.'
'Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?'
'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.'

Vogue

My favorite photos are usually the ones that do not make it to the blog. Roxy is my favorite subject, she likes to pose for me, which is strange considering her tom boy attitude. Too stinking cute for words!!!

Bad Day

On a bad day scale today took the cake, but these made me feel better...

Even on a bad day these guys can make me smile.