And a big one at that!
Broke down and bought a “Roomba” pet model to sweep the wood floors. I’ve named it Gerard, as in Gerard Butler. Lord knows it’s the only way that man will ever be sweeping my floors. Pearl thinks it’s the evil bug that lurks under the bed…
Heading south to have a puppy fix… There’s a white beastie needing to be coveted.
This weekend the local Papillion club hosted a handling seminar with Doug Holloway (sporting group judge and George Alston protegee). Us boys, Leo E. and I, went. The girls were supposed to join us as observers but they bugged out to play with puppies (poop heads!) so we were on our own.
Looky what Dash and I did!
Still dunno how that happened..I still feel like a total beginner!
side note by Kim: “Wait til you see what I brought home!” =)
OK OK it’s Butters herself! Lilac has come to stay! Forever! My other heart dog and new rally/agility partner.
And there’s something that came with her. Seriously, can I say no to a blue puppy? And since she’s a ‘baby butter’ I’ve named her “Shea”… as in Shea Butter. Registered name Coedwig’s Sensation (story for another day we’re tired puppies!)
I’ve been a very good girl this year.
May I PUHLEEEEZE have Gerard Butler for Christmas?
So… I went to the post office just now. NO LINE!! =) But when I got home I realized I didn’t sign the note or say who the cardi claus package was from. DUH!
So whoever gets the box with a note signed by Pearl (with a paw print of grey paint), it’s from ME!
We now resume are OUR regularly scheduled duh moment…
Today the mailman brought us a lovely package from Julie, Bug, Carmen & Ike. It came all the way from Massachusetts!
Pearl was seriously excited about it!
“Ohhhhh those smoked pork lungs are for me! Me! Me! Me!”
“No, really you can have THAT… I want the pig!”
“Yes, that’s it! Feed the beast! All MINE! Here pig pig pig! Suweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
“CHOMP!”
“Yes, tre’ cute Mum… but not very tasty!”
“The humiliation is unbearable… Can I have another pig?”
Thank you thank you thank you Julie for the lovely ornament. Pearl says,”BBURP!”
Sorry I haven’t blogged in a while… between the crud and house remodel we’ve been a bit behind.
The crud was just a bad bad cold and other than the cough that refuses to die, I’m on the mend!
My cardiologist appt was Monday and we’ve decided NO SURGERY FOR ME! =) After his last attempt at killing me (we’ve found out I am deathly allergic to flecainide) and me regulating my own dose of metoporol I’ve found that the very minimal dose of 25 mg/day is keeping the tachycardia away! And I can still drink coffee! Most people take 400 mg/day so the doc was amazed at what the minimal dose does for me. I’ve gone from 10-15 events a day to NONE. OK… the event last week after I ate 4 fudgesicles for breakfast (sore throat) doesn’t count. I was asking for it with that much caffeine.
The house remodel is underway in full force. All the carpet is pulled out and so far Mark has gotten the two spare bedrooms and hallway done. It’s a long painful process making sure corners/walls etc line up properly. I go through and primer and paint the rooms and ceilings before he gets to them.
Mobile homes are pieces of sh!t. Nothing is square, every damn wall has vinyl wallpaper with frigging black kitties looking out windows on it. ARGHHHH a nightmare! One room took a gallon of primer! Don’t get me started on the highs and lows in the floors that had to be grinded down with a belt sander. I’m still finding dust in the sheets, dishes, underware…
I have learned to hit Lowes paint section daily to get awesome deals on miss tints! Regularly upwards of $30/gallon are $5! I’ve found some amazing colors for the interior so far. Copper, caramel, plum, chocolate!
During the demo process I had a wee accident of stepping through a floor vent all the way up to my thigh. It’s now a lovely shade of green and my finger that got jammed matches! Mark says I’m not allowed to be a construction worker when I grow up.
The dogs are pissed, they’ve been pretty much locked outside for a week except to come in and sleep at night. Ana takes it out on my chickens. I think she’s eaten 2 so far and I’ve saved two others she tried to eat.
We’ve got the Monroe show next weekend with Dash, Callie and Ana entered.
And I turn FORTY next week… bah! this one really bothers me!
And finally… Mirage goes in for hips, elbows etc on the 20th and I’ve decided to pre-lim Dash dog at the same time. crossing fingers!
