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Monday, May 28, 2007

The Best Laid Plans.....(and a Skeeter story)

How we imagine things will be and how they actually turn out are often totally different things.
You all know I have been looking forward to my vacation. I imagined a day or two of NOTHING but napping, reading and being lazy. Then getting back to my yoga and exercise and diet routine which slacked off over the past few months. Then some long-put-off house chores. Some shopping. More relaxing. HA HA HA.

The Boss is off today for the holiday and decided to also take vacation Tuesday and Wednesday to work on our deck! the upper part of it had to be replaced. He had put new siding on the house, and re-decking was part of the plan, but I didn't know it would be NOW. So guess what? The dogs couldn't go out the back door, which involved me taking them with a leash around to the yard, OR putting the cats in the apartment and letting them out front. The Boss is NOT in a good mood. I hear him cursing through the doors. Yesterday he was bringing some decking boards into the back yard and stepped into a Scooter dug hole and went down, board whacking his leg! I will leave out the ugly details. Let's just say it's a good thing Scooter wasn't out there when it happened!

Also, the poor mother bird is not in her nest as much as she wants to be because of the commotion, and if I say something (which I did of course) the The Boss says "That bird is the last thing I'm worried about, blah, blah, blah.

I did talk to Daisy yesterday, and complaining to each other helps. She posed this question for the blog: What is the BIGGEST fight you had with your significant other over a pet situation? Ours is Scooter. His staying when he was supposed to be a temporary guest, then all the things he's done since then. :)

By the way, as soon as I'm done here and get ready, I am going TO TOWN for a day of shopping and hopefully some relaxation somewhere! That might have to involve a bar.

The photo above is one Skeeter sent, along with this story: "We went to Atlanta this past weekend to visit our friends. I had my camera with me and snapped a fairly good picture of their dog, Lobo. I have mentioned Lobo on the Blog before. He is the Sheppard/Lab mix that loves to play ball and greets the Saint at the bottom of the stairs each morning because he knows that the Saint will play ball with him before he has had his coffee when the rest of us just kind of push Lobo away until the java kicks in. The Saint went to bed before I did and when I topped the stairs, I saw Lobo laying beside the bed on the floor right by the Saint! I reached down and rub Lobo and asked him if he was planning on getting out of our room so I could shut the door and he just kind of gave me that 'leave me and my buddy alone' look! I went to the bathroom to wash the daily grim off my face and then returned to find Lobo had been retrieved into the bedroom with his mommy and daddy. Heck, what is one more animal to sleep with, right? On the last three trips away from our house, we have slept with other peoples animals! Good thing we all love cats and dogs! We found out that the Sheppard in him is not German Sheppard as we had assumed but Belgian Sheppard. I don't know much about that bred but assume they must have some curly hair because Lobo has a bit of a wave on his back bone around his neck area. We will have to research them on the Internet for a good picture of Belgian Sheppard to confirm our suspicions.... ain't Lobo and beautiful doggie?"

Yes, Lobo is a beautiful doggie. I had to laugh at the sleeping with other animals bit. When Scooter and I visited Laura and Freeway in Nashville for the weekend (she was Scooter's first Mommy)Scooter would go right into her room at night and take Freeway's dog bed. Freeway would come into the spare room and sleep with me! And when Sis visits here, the dogs sleep with her.

Jennifer, your pics up next tomorrow!

posted by Sandy at 5/28/2007 07:54:00 AM


Blogger B said...

Good Morning Everybody---first things first--Stacy--could you reserve two more seats for Saturday At the Roxy/Blackhorse for Jeremy and I-if it's too late, thats cool. I apologize for being last minute---We will try to do the whole day--but Lucy's allergies are acting up so we will see how she is Saturday Morning.
That is one beautiful lab in the picture today! Skeeter I am glad you love all animals too--you must feel like a rent-a- sleeper for pets. Who knows, there might be $$$ in that.
I am sending Sandy a couple of Pearls birthday pics. SANDY!!! YOu enjoy that day!!! Have one for me!
Ok--todays subject, biggest domestic train wreck caused by the pets--AAH--This happened about six months ago--I am an avid movie collector, and I collect books and such on the subject. Every morning, we cover the bookcase in our bed room with a blanket. We RARELY have any antics, but working in Nashville, we sometimes are delayed getting home by 30 minutes or an hour because of interstate accidents, etc. Babies are good, but they know when Daddy is supposed to be home, and when he's not, they get ALITTLE testy. So this particular day,Jeremy did not cover the bookcase when he pulled the blankets from the bed. To make it perfect, we ran a bout thirty minutes late getting home, and Charlie decided that one of my books on the Universal Monster movies looked awfully tasty. So I walked into shredded book pages all over the bedroom, and Charlie lying on the carpet with newsprint in his whiskers, giving me that "It was Lucy, I swear!" look. If you saw a mushroom cloud over Madison street about six months ago, that was the day this happened. We had a massive blowout fight (that book wasn't cheap)and all the babies ran and hid till the dust cleared. It was kindda funny in the end, cuz Charlie was so scattered by the drama that he hasn't went near that bookcase again.
I hope the Boss is feeling better and that his leg is good. It'll all be ok.

Monday, May 28, 2007 9:57:00 AM  
Blogger Stacey said...

Will do, Brett!!!! I look forward to meeting you and Jeremy on Saturday. We'll coordinate times later in the week.

Gotta run. But, Sandy, Sweetie and I have been working since Thursday morning on home improvement stuff, and GOD WILLING, should have the living room put back together in a few hours. Hopefully in time to have some supper and watch the hockey game. I'll fill in the details later, gotta go get the nose back to the grindstone.

Monday, May 28, 2007 12:52:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Lobo is a great ball player but his age is slowing him down a bit now. I think he is 10 years old and his hips are not what they use to be. His mommy and daddy are good dog parents that exercise and feed him properly so he should have many more years of ball playing...

The only animal argument that the Saint and I got into was over a raccoon. About a year or so ago, we were trying to trap two wild cats from the woods. Instead we trapped a raccoon one Saturday night! Animal control would not come out to release the thing until the following Monday. Now if the coon had bit one of us, then they would come out. Duh…. Anyway, we would not stand for the animal to be trapped any longer so we decided to release it ourselves.

I feared the thing could be diseased and attack us as we open the cage but the Saint said that we could do it. We were thinking that I could aim my pistol at the thing while the Saint released it. If it turned on the Saint, I would shoot the thing. First of all I am not sure I would be able to shoot the thing, second, I have not shot the pistol in over 10 years! What if I end up shooting the Saint? How do you explain that one to the police??? So I wanted to ask a hunting neighbor to come assist us. The Saint was all against this as he thought I was being silly. We got into a big argument on this one. The Saint knew I would not let him release the animal without a gun aimed on it so I ended up winning this battle and called for our neighbor’s assistance. The hunter arrived and aimed his rifle at the coon as the Saint opened the cage. The raccoon slowly walked out of the cage and turned to look at us as if to say thank you then slowly crept into the woods! The Saint was so miffed at me over that one…

Monday, May 28, 2007 4:27:00 PM  
Blogger Daisylouu said...

Yes Sandy, your dogs sleep with me when I and 3 dogs in a bed.....until, of course, Scooter attacks Peanut and I scream and YOU come in and threaten to put a bullet in poor Zoe's head!

Monday, May 28, 2007 4:46:00 PM  
Blogger Sandy said...

Daisy, that story is OLD. And besides, you all were wearing on my every nerve, and I wanted to shoot all of you!

Brett, the whole book episode, was of course, Jeremy's fault. Poor Charlie just wanted to share in your interests and be just like you, that is why he tried to read the book, and we all know dogs have to use their mouths in place of their paws, especially to turn pages. I love the comment about the "mushroom cloud" over Madison Street! I can idenitfy with that sentiment! And so can The Boss! Maybe in the future you have to make time to read Charlie a bedtime story, or pick out a movie he would enjoy!

Skeeter, The Boss is the same way about my bright ideas and worries over animals. They are afraid to look foolish in front of others, whereas I couldn't care less what anyone else thinks, because, of course, I am always right.

I am looking forward to next Saturday! I need some vacation fun, not the trauma I've been putting up with. Went shopping today. PetsMart, clothing, grocery. It started out well because I went early, then the crowds came and I was tormented until I came home! A nice cocktail in my hand is making me feel much better however!

Monday, May 28, 2007 5:20:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

Poor Charlie--if they only had thumbs! My dogs are true TV hogs, I have the "Lassie" 50 year anniversary box set. They like to watch Lassie save everybody. They LOVE "101 Dalmations"

Tuesday, May 29, 2007 1:03:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

I forgot to tell y’all about a funny thing that Lobo does... He loves to lie on his back while sleeping! I have some funny pictures of him doing this but doubt Sandy would post them because Lobo has not been neutered and this pose puts him on the verge of Dog Porno! LOL... Do anyone else’s dogs sleep on their back???

Tuesday, May 29, 2007 2:27:00 PM  
Blogger B said...

ok--heres my funny story for the day---Lucy will sleep on her back like that, between Jeremy and I,with her head on the pillow and her little body under the covers with her little paws lapping over them like she just pulled them up over her. Well, when she had been with us for about two months, she was sleeping there in the bed with us, and one morning I was awakened by this smell---I mean A SMELL---a green cloud from hell kindda thing that just ran up your nostrils, melted all the hair and ran back out---I rolled over to thump Jeremy on the head, and there was Lucy, SMILING like she'd just done the proudest thing in the world. Needless to say, we called here Gassy Lassie for a few days.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007 2:59:00 PM  
Blogger Sandy said...

Brett, that SMELL. I know, I know, I know. In fact, we discussed the problem here not too long ago. I figured out that the smell from my dogs came from a new brand of rawhide chewie I bought. I usually get the ones designed for toy dogs, 100 to a pack little sticks, and each dog gets about 4 in the morning since they weigh about 40 pounds. Well, PetsSmart was out of that type, so I got some others at a different store, which were cheaper. I had to throw them all away, because it was RIPE in the bedroom for a while, even with liberal sprays of Fabriz!

Wednesday, May 30, 2007 7:54:00 AM  
Blogger B said...

oh honey, NOTHING kills that smell. What's bad is when Lucy is lying on the bed with one of us, her backside, seemingly harmless, but pointed at your face like a cannon at Bull Run, and she lets a monkey fly out of her butt! I swear that pooch has singed more eyebrows than a lit match at a propane gas convention.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007 8:03:00 AM  
Blogger Pam said...

Oh Brett, I know of some competition for "that smell" and that is "human gas". My lands I have been at the foot of the stairs and been hit in the face with it coming from way up in the bedroom. I am not making this up! And hearing the proud exclaimation of 'That was a good one" just adds to the whole thing.
I am so glad my cats aren't farters.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007 8:26:00 AM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Oh No! Not the fart topic again! Lobo is the dog that I was talking about (a while back) that has terrible gas and smelly poops after eating chicken products. He is the dog that pooped really badly after a Fest in Germany. It was so bad that he had his head hung down low afterwards! As people walked by with noses covered, we acted as though we did not know Lobo! Shoooo-weeeee…

Brett, I have been to Bull Run but did not see any monkeys flying out of any cannons! Now you must be confusing Lucy and Charlie, we all know ladies don’t fart like that! Okay, that will get Pam and Daisylouu started again tee hee… How funny Lucy lying under the covers on her back playing human! I swear that sometimes dog and cats are half human with their actions. Jasper, Sis in laws dog covers himself up with blankets! Cutest thing you ever saw!

Wednesday, May 30, 2007 10:46:00 AM  
Blogger B said...

It would be wonderful if she didn't snore and hog the covers.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007 12:16:00 PM  
Blogger Stacey said...

Wow, Brett. That is exactly what Sweetie says about me!!!!

Wednesday, May 30, 2007 1:53:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Okay Stacey but do you let out monkey squealing farts like Lucy???

Wednesday, May 30, 2007 5:39:00 PM  
Blogger Stacey said... comment.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007 10:08:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Stacey, come on now, of course you do. Stand up and be proud just like me and Daisylouu. We can't let the men take all the credit. Women farters unite!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, May 30, 2007 10:44:00 PM  
Blogger Stacey said...

Now, Pam, there is a HELL of a slogan for a t-shirt!

Thursday, May 31, 2007 8:48:00 AM  
Blogger pearcehart said...

My brother and dad used to have contests. My sister and mother and I lost. I think part of the reason the air in California is so bad is from those contests. Good thing we left.

Thursday, May 31, 2007 9:43:00 AM  
Blogger Stacey said...

THAT is what is happening to the ozone layer!!!!!


Thursday, May 31, 2007 10:39:00 AM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Oh mu gosh, Someone call Al Gore!!!

Thursday, May 31, 2007 1:14:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

A Poem---------
Here I sit all broken hearted--
Tried to sh-t and only Farted !

Thursday, May 31, 2007 8:57:00 PM  

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Sandy Britt, an animal welfare advocate and volunteer with Clarksville rescue organizations, takes care of three dogs: Zoe, Scooter and Peanut; two cats: Catfish and Tarzan; and one husband, Glen, and according to him she takes care of them in that order.

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