Things My Dog has Brought Home and/or Destroyed

Brindle is my sweet big dog. He is a bull boxer, best we can tell. He thinks he is a 10lb. puppy, in truth he is a 98lb very heavy oaf. He is a big baby, pokes his lip out and pouts, if a dog can pout. He brings home treasures he borrows and or steels from the neighbors.

here are a few of the things he has brought home.
Someones shoe, I dont know if he ate the strings or left them behind.




A basket, that I have since put to use, I know whoever he borrowed it from probably misses it, but I like it.



A brush, kind of strange, but Brindle was very proud, head held high as he walked down the street with this in his mouth.


Here are a few things he has destroyed:
The yellow toy is advertised as the "Indestructible Large Dog Toy, Tested on Tigers" from what Brindle did to it, it must have been tested on tiger cubs. He had it completely disemboweled in less than an hour. Indestructible my foot! I wrote the company, sent them pictures, they never responded.



Next is the red tough bone, yes again advertised as "A Super Tough Toy" $9.99 and 5 minutes latter it was nothing but red scraps and stuffing a few black strings and a squeaker, minus the squeak.



Yes, this is a pumpkin, Brindle stole and ate my pumpkin. he carried it around the yard by the top for a few hours before he realized he could tear it apart leaving an orangy, sticky mess.





And most recently, my tennis shoes, well only one of them. Why not eat both. I need a new pair, I didnt want to get them today, but I guess I will. Either that or have one air conditioned toe. If you didnt notice, this picture was taken this morning on top of the garbage can, where the shoes now live. Nike's cannot stand up to the wrath of Brindle.

Cats and the art of bed making.

I dont know about your furry felines but mine love when we change the bed. The only other thing that gets their attention like that is when Jeremy changes the kitty pan, but thats another blog. As soon as I grab the comforter and jerk it off the bed 3 cats appear from no where and pounce. Simon usually freaks out and leaves but Roxanne and Quincy think its a game. I quickly pull off the sheets and try to avoid the claws. Next, the really fun part, trying to get the new fitted sheet back on. After fluffing the sheet to spread it out I find there are 2 cats already under it. If at this time you try to smooth the sheet, you will bleed. Sheets are thin, cat claws are sharp and a hand on top of what they are under is just another game. So I tuck in 3 sides and kind of moosh the cats toward the open side. Once they realize there is another level of sheet that may or may not already be blood stained, the game is on again! The top sheet is even more fun because there is more of it and when you fluff it, it gets a lot of air underneath and makes a huge bubble for the cats to play in. Roxanne likes to wait on the edge and as the sheet comes down she jumps onto the sheet "bubble" smooshing the cat beneath. At this point in the bed making I can go ahead and add the other covers and comforter on top of the cats, leaving 2 bumps that slowly make their way to the edge and plop out onto the floor. They always jump right back onto the bed and roll on the freshly smoothed comforter, probably looking for fresh blood!

I miss my babies

I miss my babies!

They are at the vet I know he will take care of them, but I miss them. My brother is taking care of my kitties and I miss them too. I bet Quincy has redecorated the kitchen by now.

We are so used to having them around all the time, sleeping on us, laying on us. I bet they miss us too, I'm sure the vet doesn't have a comfy couch or large bed for them to sleep on. As much as we pay, they should.

Joys of a Box

I wish hiding in a box really was this fun!

Imagine, the highlight of your day is finding the perfect box to crawl into and disappear. Quincy played in and on this box until something icky and kind of gooey ended up on it, I don't even want to know what that might have been!


Roxanne claimed the next one. (The hubby got new boots--he has big feet therefore a big box).

So the big cat, Quincy, is in the smallest box he could possibly fit into and Roxanne, my small kitty, is in the huge box.

Oh to curl up and take a snuggly nap in your very own box! I might try that tomorrow, I bet we have some big boxes at work.....

2008 Pawpular Pet Calendar - Available at The Anniston Star

One Smart Dog

This one came to me from Melissa. Check out this smart doggie!

Simon Says, "Have A Nice Weekend."

This is fun! Enjoy, everybody.