Dog vomit. I’m not kidding. Almost every time I’ve cleaned up dog puke, the dog has done it twice, and usually inside a span of a minute or two. Indy just threw up, and it was entirely bile. Every last ounce was bile, except for an almost-new Heartgard tablet: Now, to some of you,… Continue reading You know what else comes in twos?
Disclaimer: the number in this post isn’t what bothers me. I don’t want to hear bitching about numbers (mine especially or yours), unless you’re unhappy about yours and want to do something about it. I hopped on the scale recently (something I’ve never owned before, and still rarely step on), the other day, and saw… Continue reading Maximum Capacity
This past Friday, Bea and I packed up the 4Runner with both the dogs, a bunch of food and booze, and met up with the inlaws in Gulf Shores for a nice relaxing weekend. And for the most part, it was just that. Here’s Sunday, in photo form: When we got to the beach, Bosceaux,… Continue reading Where’s the Oil? Oh, There it is.
Last November, my friends Jason and Sarah rescued a starving, dirty, smelly, but utterly lovable from the street and named him “Stinky”. After posting up pictures to his blog, we dropped by Sarah’s house the very next day (Thanksgiving Day) to take a look at him and introduce him to Boz – our dog to… Continue reading Indy, the “Heartworm Kid”
Bad luck wind been blowin’ on my back I was born to bring trouble wherever I’m at – Danzig, 13 Some days, you look for a fight. Other days, fights look for you. I took Indy and Bosceaux to the new dog park in City Park today. To make a short story shorter, Indy decided… Continue reading Dog Fighting