What world event that has occured in your lifetime can best describe the living conditions at your house? Heres my example: The bay of pigs. Not just at meal time but by the end of the day Moose the cocker spaniel has taken his honeypot and his baby out of the bedroom and put it on the sofa. Dino has I dont know how many ropes that he likes so much and he puts them where he thinks they need to be in the house. He also has squeaky dumbells that he will put just about anywhere except where they belong. Snowball will do his best to clean the place up but just can not do it alone. Anyone else want to give away their age?
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Utter chaos. We pick up Jacksons toys and just as fast as we put them in his basket he drags them back out. There is hair balls in the corners that I vacuum daily. I'm woken up every morning to a dog standing on my chest licking me. My front door trim got chewed and ripped off the wall the last small trip I took from my psychotic shepherd's separation attack. And my mom was staying with her and the kids, so she wasn't alone. My back yard looks like a mine field when the snow melts in the spring. My poor cats have to run top speed to get from one hight point to the other. I pick up garbage at least once a week from someone forgetting to lock the garbage can. And, sometimes, I stay up all night with a darling corgi who ate a toxic level of dark chocolate, praying that she will live.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Bomb shelters but the bomb was set off by the corgis...stuffing is everywhere when they get a hold of Wynn's toys as he would never destroy any. Draft dodgers as the minute I come home they all disappear if someone got into something they should not have. Love children....and flower power as they usually are very good unless someone has gotten a wild idea to "party"!
We have had kinds of things brought to our attention that hide in the closet.....hotel soaps & shampoos, laundry basket with the laundry in it (no problem, just pull out a hunk of clothes from the hole in the basket and pull it out into the bedroom), my husbands leather duffle bag, which at one time held the soaps, etc. but now only contained hunting clothes, shoe boxes, socks, pants, underwear, etc....but my two favorites are: a couple weeks ago I walked into the bedroom and chuckled cause there was the duffle bag in the middle of the room, then I saw to my chagrin, the yellow bag that holds his handgun on the other side of the bed with the gun sticking out!!! It wasn't loaded but still...YIKES! (my hubby had it hunting in case he ran into a bear....) Today it was an almost full gallon of distilled water used for his CPAP maching....it was dragged into the room and handle chewed off and several "piercings" in the body of the jug...it leaked like a seive all the way to the bathtub! These two just love the closet and nap under the hanging clothes where everything is a toy. Haven't eaten any shoes yet tho...what a riot around here! Here's to the dog lovers who WOULDN'T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY!!!!
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