Running from the Law: September 2011

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Killer Instincts

We officially have a duck dog.  

She's filthy and smelly and exhausted and deliriously happy.

Oh boy.  

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

The One We Left Behind

So with all these pictures of the pups on the beach, I feel like there's one little lady that's being left out.
My precious kitty, Jigs.
Jigs did not go to the beach with us.
First, she is the worst car passenger in the history of ever.
Second, she hates wearing sunscreen and refuses to drink cheap beer.
Third, she thinks the beach is one giant litter box.
It's so embarrassing.
So she stayed home and protected the house.
If anyone showed up, she would have loved and kneaded them to death.
But don't feel sorry for her.  Jigs likes having the house to herself.
She can sleep for 23.5 hours of the day.
She has full access to all the windowsills, beds, couches, pillows, shelving and laundry piles.
She gets a break from Sage constantly licking her and trying to put her head in her mouth.
She gets daily visitors that spend lots of time snuggling with her and giving her treats.
I think she gained 5 pounds on this last vacation.
Next time we leave I might let a few mice loose in the house to keep her busy and in shape.
Or hang ribbons from the ceiling fans.
Or get her a pet...
Maybe a hamster or a lizard?
Or a flying squirrel?!
How cool would that be?
We could name him Rocky.
Although, that might interfere with the 23.5 hours of sleep she requires.
Guess we'll just have to settle for a well-rested fat cat.

That's the way we like her best anyway.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Happy First Date-iversary

8 years ago today, I had the very last first date of my life.  
It was magic.  
Every year has just gotten better and better.  
I'm so excited for what this next year is going to bring.
I love you Ryan.
Thank you for being you.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Hot Diggity Dogs

So, is anyone else getting tired of looking at pictures of my dogs on the beach from 5 months ago? 

No? Great!! 

 Here's more.

Hey Mally!
I see you over there.
I'm coming to get you!
Hi hi hi hi hi hi hi!
What 'cha doing?
Wanna play?
Is that a no?
Come on.  Are you sure?
Are you really sure?
Fine.  I don't need you.
I'll just go off and play with sharks.
Whoa.  That really is a shark.
Sniff sniff.
Died of natural causes.  
Let's bury him!
I'll dig the hole.
I love me some digging.
Whew, manual labor is hard work!
5 minute break.
Why yes, I am adorable when I'm sandy.
Break time over.
Back to digging.
Hello China!
Alright, I'm bored.  What else can we do?
Hey mom, want to play?
What about you dad?
So you're fishing, huh?
I want to fish too!
Wait for me, dad!
Hey mom, look what we caught!
A puffer fish.
And a sea trout.
Well, that was fun.  What else can we do?
Chew on feathers?
Or collect seashells?
What I really want to do is play.
Mally, please play with me...
Please please please!
Don't you want to play yet?
What about now?
Or now?
Maybe now?
How about now?
Or now?
Perhaps now.
No.  Ok.  Point taken.
I guess I'll just lay here and relax.  
Watch the dolphins swim by.
Maybe we could play tomorrow...