It’s disgusting out – it has been peeing rain all.day.long. And it’s cold. I know, I know … I live in Vancouver. What did I think it would do mid-November? But it’s a day off for the Food Lady. She wants to flop around the house in her pajamas, not going swimming in her galoshes at the dog park.
STOP STARING AT ME, DOGS!!
So, time to bust out the camera and amuse us all. I’m a masochist, so once again I attempt the Family Photo, and I get this:
Apparently nobody wants to sit next to anyone else.
Then I get Mr. Woo on my coffee table. He’s pretty sure I put it there as a perch for Himself, since we never had one before and he can’t imagine what else it could possibly be for.
Okay, scrapping group photo. Moving onto portraits.
Piper volunteers to be first.
And then Tweed, who cannot figure out the mechanics of footstool-on-sofa.
Best to just hunker down and hold on for the ride / gaze hopefully at Food Lady for a cookie.
However, before long everyone is *terribly* bored with the portrait taking.
Now I’m desperate. Time to break out the big guns.
“Does anyone want to play Bitey Face Smackdown on the forbidden land also known as the Food Lady’s bed?”
“OOOOOH! Me! Memememememememe!”
Why are they all on my coffee table??
Then Piper gets worried.
You’d be worried too, if your opponent could do this with his tongue:
I can hear you thinking “Where’s Tweed? Why doesn’t he get to play Bitey-Face Smackdown?”
Oh but he does! Piper invites him to play, but he’s skeptical.
It’s just that he knows he’s going to get ganged up on by the Terror Twins, who are all too eager to kick his ass.
But in a surprise turn of events, Tweed shoves Wootie aside and takes on the Bitch Queen herself. He’s going straight for the ringleader!
At first I think “Oh shit. Tweed’s toast.” Because Piper immediately gets angry.
But in another surprise twist, Wootie turns mutinous and joins forces with Tweed. Now it’s Piper’s turn to look worried.
Instead of defending her position, she gets in a snit and leaves. Woo (fickle boy) follows her and they leave Tweed sad and lonely on the bed :(
It seems wrestlemania has pooped out the puppers, leaving me free to toil for them some more by chopping and bagging two months of dinner for dogs.
If you ever wondered what $100.00 worth of turkey necks looked like, it’s your lucky day! It looks something like this:
That’s 150 turkeys. You might eat the rest of one at Christmas! (I won’t, because I’ll be in Cancun. Woot!)
In honour of Remembrance Day, the dogs salute those who have fallen for our country (although Tweed did feel in necessary to mention that he is American).
Except Woo, who is hopefully and carefully watching turkey necks.
Help me out, readers. Who are your favourite affordable artists? Where can I see their work? My last apartment had almost no walls, but this one has an abundance of rooms and walls and they are bare, because I have nothing to hang on them. What do you suggest?
Cheryl Cessna says
I followed a link here and stayed! Love the dogs, love the photos, love the captions. Also, the layout is very fine.
As for your question about artwork: http://www.jeffreyowenhanson.com I use his gallery as wallpaper for my phone. (Can you say cheeeeep? I meant me. I don’t know what he charges.)
Thanks for the grins!