No no, I’m not going on vacation.
This is Miami … my hammy. Say it out loud :) It’s fun!
Doesn’t Miami have the super coolest Hamosphere ever? She was abandoned at the door of a vet clinic in the snow. People suck. Since I liked MC Hamster a lot, and like having a hamster, I brought her home.
The beauty of the Hamosphere is that no dog tongues can sneak through cage bars to *taste* Miami, and therefore TWooie has lost interest in eating her already.
I thought maybe Dexter would like to have Hammy TV to watch whilst recovering from his neuter.
Alas. “Rest” is not a word in his vocabulary.
Or maybe he just doesn’t want to lie down … poor doggie, they shaved his wiener bald. Completely bald!! Oh the indignity! I therefore could not withhold the joy of playing in the snow from Mr. Baldnutz (this reference is funny to Vancouver residents who have ever read the Georgia Strait only, pretty much).
He is none the worse for wear after his surgery. I can’t believe how fast dogs recover from this kind of thing. By Wednesday morning, he was bouncing up and down and bringing tennis balls to clients at work. Do you think maybe he’s crying on the inside?
Dear doG, why’d you take my nuts?
He was feeling so fine today, a mere two days later, that he really didn’t understand why he couldn’t go to agility class this evening.
What the eff?
But I didn’t want dirty barn dirt getting in his incision site, so he had to stay home. Miss Springaling went in his place.
BITCH! I HATE you!
Spring is totally gettin’ her agility on. She’s mastered all the contact equipment except the teeter, which is still a little scary, but she can run a Jumpers course like a hot damn. And she has not yet met the weave poles, because it’s been too snowy to bust out the 2X2s. It started snowing a week ago and has continued to dump on us off and on for the last 6 days. AND the temperature dropped well below 0° so once again, my bath tub drain froze solid. Why’d I move out here to the Stix again?
Oh yeah … because we get to run around on 10 acres like crazy peoples!
Apparently it’s going to start raining again tomorrow and melt all this white stuff. So since I only worked a half day today, I decided to take the afternoon to get snowy photos of the dogs for you.
I think they enjoyed themselves. What do you think?
Well, mostly anyway … Tweed doesn’t like snowballs (in his feet).
Shut up! At least they didn’t steal YOUR balls!
YOU shut up, sonny! They stole my balls over a decade ago!
Okay okay, I’ll stop with the testicle references.
Thank doG. It’s about time.
Flying donuts … so much better than balls.
I love dogs-in-snow photos. I especially love that my dogs will let me dump snow all over their heads and then look happy about it for photo opportunities.
Well, *some* of them anyway.
Mostly I just love how happy all my dogs are :)
Happy snow day, friends!
Is this post over already?