Archive for July, 2007

The Dog Count, Part 2

Driving home one day, my mom and I spotted the cutest puppy sitting as nice as you please on the side of the road. We took her home and she became my mother’s dog. I was definitely not allowed to name her, and since she technically was my mother’s dog, she named her Belle. Since Belle was so special, she got to live inside, while the others slummed it in the real world. Who am I kidding? They dug holes in the yard and slept all day. They couldn’t have been happier. Humans: 3, Dogs: 5

After Belle came Zoe, my grandmother’s psychotic Yorkie. Zoe was tiny and yappy and liked to bounce up-down-up-down-up-down like a basketball. She bounced for no particular reason, just because she could. And she lived inside. Humans: 3, Dogs: 6

Around this time, our outside dogs starting showing their ages. Bo was the first to go, followed by Samba, Cos, and finally Whiskey. It was difficult to drive up and not see their fuzzy faces and lolling tongues there to sniff and lick and make sure it really was me. It still is a little weird knowing they’re not there, but I know deep down that no one lives forever, not even dogs. Humans: 3, Dogs: 2

The next dog we inherited was Cedric, also a Yorkie and Zoe’s long-lost brother, although not so yappy and definitely not so bouncy. He immediately became my dad’s dog. Humans: 3, Dogs: 3

And then there’s Baby. She is a yellow dog of the parking lot variety. (Meaning she was a yellow dog that lived in the parking lot of my mom’s office.) She had it pretty good in that parking lot, too: Mom gave her dog food and water and treats, the people next door tossed her cheeseburgers on the weekend, the people across the street gave her bologna sandwiches and she stole slippers and stuffed animals from the Salvation Army. She still has a thing for paper and socks. Old habits die hard, I guess. And because Mom was afraid she would run away, she got to live inside. Humans: 3, Dogs: 4

The penultimate act in the dog count is the death of Zoe. She took off when my mom was walking all four dogs one day and was attacked by the vicious dogs that live up the road. And while I miss her everyday, we’ve got our hands full with the other dogs. Keeping my socks from being eaten by Baby is a 24-hour job. Humans: 3, Dogs: 3

In October, I finally got a dog of my own. It only took 23 years. Edie is mine all mine. I feed her, pay for her vet visits, fuss at her when she’s bad, buy her treats, train her—I do it all. I’m in no way a dog expert, but she’s a great puppy if I do say so myself. She’s a 50 lb. yellow mixed breed, a mouthy, toothy, scratchy, scrunchy monkey puppy. She is part chow, part lab, and all mouth. To date, she has eaten two cell phone, at least one ream of paper, fourteen “indestructible” dog toys, a couple of towels, four rolls of toilet paper, several pillows, one bra, four pairs of panties, and at least six pairs of shoes. Oh and one CD. I’m sure there are things that I’m forgetting. I’ve only had her since October. She’s stubborn and smart and has the cutest wrinkles in her forehead. Humans: 3, Dogs: 4

When I (finally) moved out of my parents’ house, I moved into my cousin’s house. She is overseas for a year, and I am taking care of her house and her animals. She has one dog, Moonpie, a somewhat prissy, always needy greyhound. I like him, though. He’s a big ole baby who is extremely tolerant of my monster. My cousin also has two cats who spend most of the day sleeping and eating. The final (as of now) count: Dogs: 2, Cats:2, Humans: 1

My girl Edie


July 28, 2007 at 4:09 pm 1 comment

Friday’s Photo


Springtime in Oxford makes me want to skip out on work and go frolic in a field with ponies. 

July 27, 2007 at 8:49 pm 2 comments

Friday’s Photo

Jonquils in the Sunset

I got it posted on Friday! Yay! And I promise another post tomorrow or Sunday. Depending on when I get my copy of Harry Potter.

July 21, 2007 at 2:26 am 1 comment

Friday’s photo


I’m not normally all that big on landscapes (except for Jim Brandenberg’s because he’s freakin awesome–coolest gallery ever in Ely, Minnesota–which, by the way, is also one of the coolest places ever), there’s too many of them, but I’m especially fond of this one because it was in my front yard.  I was in a crabby mood and the prettiness cheered me up.

July 13, 2007 at 3:58 pm Leave a comment

My dog is a princess


I have a great dane.  She’s big.  She’s not the type of dog that you would expect to act like a pampered little snot.  And she really doesn’t.  EXCEPT when it rains.  And then, she turns into a pampered little snot.  Or, pampered BIG snot, actually. 

My dog will NOT willingly pee or poop in the rain.  She looks at me like I’m stupid when I try to get her to go outside when it rains. 

I woke up this morning to the sound of rain hitting my roof.  I LOVE sleeping while it rains, you can’t beat laying in bed on a rainy day.  But NO!  It’s a Tuesday, I have to get up and go to work, I don’t get to sleep during the nice, wonderful rain.  So I got up and called the dog for her to go outside.  She went outside and stood under the carport and saw the rain and looked at me with the most pitiful, pathetic look on her face.  So I go get my raincoat, thinking that if I go outside in the rain, she will too.  Nope.  I go out in the rain, and she just looks at me from the carport.  So!  THEN I go and get the umbrella, and I have to physically DRAG my dog out in the rain, and hold an umbrella over her so she can pee without getting wet. 

My dog is officially a spoiled princess. 

July 10, 2007 at 6:29 pm Leave a comment

Friday’s Photo (on Sunday)

I know. I know. We are having trouble actually getting Friday’s Photo up on Friday. We’re working on that.

Salt Sprinkles

July 8, 2007 at 2:39 pm 1 comment

Friday’s Photo (on Monday)


This is a picture of melted bronze being poured into metal coffee canisters, to make bronze sculptures of things we’d formed with wax.  Coolest freakin thing I’ve ever done in an art class! 

July 2, 2007 at 4:20 pm Leave a comment

Twitter: kegger

  • RT @morganisawizard: cracking down on billionaires’ tax evasion does not look like monitoring $600 bank transfers. the lengths you people w… 1 day ago
  • @KangaMage @darthcaro @renaissancezoee I did it. Got married at 23. It’s called self control. It’s not hard. 1 month ago
  • RT @SteveDeaceShow: 75% of adults vaccinated according to NYT. Combined with natural immunity, CDC says at least 80% have some immunity to… 1 month ago
  • RT @BurgessOwens: Free people should never be comfortable with the term "I'll use my power as President to get them out of the way"... 1 month ago
  • RT @kirstiealley: People are becoming so “open minded” that down the road they will support pediphilia as people “just loving children” You… 3 months ago

Twitter: ameliebee

July 2007