See?
Oh, the ennui… I’m sure we could extrapolate some sort of life lesson here, but I’ll leave that in your capable hands.
Catching your tail is not all it’s cracked up to be
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Category Archives: puppies
Tonight we’re gonna party like we’re ninety-nine canines…
It’s that time again… here’s your weekly linkage:
- First up, your punny pet name: Cyndi Pawper.
- Did you know that you can take your dog stand up paddleboarding? Hey Love Designs tells all. (Tavish the water hater would like you to know that he does not approve this message.)
- Dear everyone – please throw this party for me. (It’s totally for adults too, right? I’m so cool. I’ll just keep telling myself that.)
- Also, please invite these adorable creatures to said party.
- Oh, and these kittens too! (The costumes are not optional.) Best party ever.
Even though I shared the water thing above, please don’t get the wrong idea. We take care of our aquaphobic friends – at Tavish’s request, water balloons will not be allowed at the party. (He’s already hired a bouncer and everything.)
Also, contrary to the request of our feline guests, owl burritos will not be on the menu.
That’s all for today, my friends. In case you missed it, here’s what we were up to on the blog this week:
- Double or puffin
- (Un)successful selfie Sunday
- Aye, there’s the rub…
- Would you forget if you could?
- Caption this dog: On the SpyCam
- Achoo choo choose you
Until next time… stay dry!
Achoo choo choose you
So, when Tavish gets really excited, he sneezes. We have no idea why. One of these days, I’ll catch it on video. Until then, please enjoy this compendium of sneezing puppies in his honor…
(I know, I know… I’m kind of phoning it in today. Blogging every single day is tough! Mad respect for those of you who do it all the time.)
(Un)successful selfie Sunday
One of these days, we’ll take a good one…
Digging the black & white vibe we’ve got going on today? It’s part of the Black & White Sunday blog hop. Stop by Dachshund Nola to link up & join the fun!
The legend of Puppy Stampede
Once upon a time*, a blogger in need of a break took a trip to Las Vegas with her bestie. These two intrepid friends made the arduous** journey to the desert in order to meet some musical royalty. As they navigated the byzantine maze that was their hotel, the blogger spotted a slot machine with an intriguing title:
You can’t make this stuff up.
Puppy. Freaking. Stampede. Continue reading
Back to drool…
Have you always lived with an animal? College was the only chapter of my life when I didn’t live with a pet. (There was a brief period when I had fish, but it’s safe to say that I was not meant to be a fish parent.) Dogs and cats weren’t allowed in campus housing – and, truthfully, irresponsible college students aren’t in the best position to take care of living beings anyway.
However, we did occasionally watch Molly, a Basset Hound that belonged to the parents of one of my roommates. We’d sneak her in for a few days here and there. She brought some much-needed fur and slobber to our on-campus apartment.
As soon as I graduated and got a place of my own, I started thinking about adopting a pet. A few months after graduation, Bella moved in… and the rest is history.
College was on my mind today after I watched the video below. (Also, the puppies kind of remind me of Bella – especially the one with only a single ear in the air.) If only there had been regular puppy stampedes* at my alma mater…
*I have more to say about puppy stampedes. Check back on Thursday…
Just one of those (important) days…
Two years ago today, this furry face joined our family. We adopted him from Friends of Homeless Animals, and the rest is history…
Happy Tavishversary!
Here’s to a snuggly dog that’s scared of his water bowl and of his own farts… but still struts around the neighborhood like he owns the place. (Bella taught him well. Following her example, he seems to believe that if he can see it, it belongs to him.)
It’s hard to believe that it’s already been two years. So much has changed since then… but not how awesome this little dude is. (He’s pretty darn awesome.)
Why was your pet operating heavy machinery in the first place?
I recently told you about a trip to the pharmacy involving a case of canine confusion. (Namely, that the pharmacist was kind of confused about filling a prescription for our canine. Guess we should travel with a medical release signed with a paw print.)
It turns out that I’m not the only one with tales of this nature – some of our blog commenters and Facebook fans shared their stories as well. Today, I thought I’d share a few of my favorites (although, in my humble opinion, all of the comments are worth a read). Continue reading
I’m going to need your dog’s signature on that…
Ddi you know that you can have your pet’s prescriptions filled at your local pharmacy?
I discovered this a few months ago, when Bella was in need of some drugs but I couldn’t get to the vet before they closed. They called in a prescription to a nearby grocery store. I went to pick it up and shared a laugh with the pharmacist regarding what box to check on the acknowledgement screen, which requires you to identify your relationship to the patient. Among the options – child, relative, and other. (Dog was not an option.) The pharmacist told me that lots of people pick up pet prescriptions there and suggested I check child. Obviously, the pharmacist working that day was cool.
However, not all journeys to pick up canine prescriptions go smoothly. Continue reading
Forget the polar vortex – let’s talk about the Molar Vortex
In light of the recent weather event – affectionately* known as the polar vortex – I’ve made a decision.** In the summer of 2012, shortly after he joined our home, Tavish went in for a dental appointment. On that fateful day, he said farewell to eight teeth.*** In honor of those brave enamel soldiers**** that gave their lives that day, I hereby proclaim the great teeth pulling of 2012… the Molar Vortex.
It would also be a good name for what happened to this guy:
via giphy.com
Oh, Bumble.
Thank you for your time and attention to this matter.
*Affectionately? More like scornfully. Mournfully. I-wish-I-lived-somewhere-warm-fully. (I know, I know… that last one’s just a near rhyme. Call it poetic license. If you can do better, the floor is yours, Wordsworth.)
**I’ve also been plagued by the following cheer, inspired by one I heard in high school: “Brrrr. It’s cold in here! There must be a vortex in the atmosphere!”
***Life on the streets is rough, yo. (Or maybe life on the dirt roads? Those aren’t really streets.) There are no roving dentists offering free dental care to adorable homeless dogs making their way in the world today. It takes everything they’ve got. Taking a break from all their worries sure would help a lot. (Wouldn’t you like to get away… from me and my meandering thoughts? Probably.)
****Martika, I think we found your next big hit song. (I don’t know why I just decided that Martika is a regular reader, but how funny would it be if she was?)