Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts

8.20.2008

Wet dogs aren't happy dogs.

The best way to clear out a dog park on a summer day: sudden rain downpour

The best way to dry off a wet dog: the back seat of a Honda Civic?

I've never seen Abigail rush towards the gate so quickly.

We're still on the dog hunt...

8.16.2008

Wanna know how I know you're gay?
...
You're a racewalker...
Kevin has been watching a lot of the Olympics this week. Last night we came upon Racewalking, he hadn't heard of it before. It seems like one of the more idiotic sports, but it rather entertaining to watch.

We had a woman who was supposed to come to our house today with a dog. She called last night to tell us she was going to meet with a different couple first, on this upcoming Wednesday. She seems to like the idea of them more because they don't have a dog and the one she's giving up isn't very well socialized because she doesn't take it out to parks or other places where there are dogs. She is worried about how her dog will get along with our dog. Hmm, super. We were the first people to reply to your post and you were okay with us being in an apartment and some how we ended up being bumped to #2. Hmm, thanks for being judgmental and all, are you in highschool? Or just some stupid eastsider...

I've decided it is probably easier to catch a STD than to find a dog to adopt. Okay, it's not that it's really hard... it just seems the dogs we are interested in are gone before we get a chance to respond, reply, are to big, or cost more than we'd like

8.07.2008

dogs need homes.

We are in the process of trying to find another dog to adopt.
Yay dogs!
But, going to a shelter or reading why people have given up their dogs breaks my heart. Rips it in two, actually.
I had found a dog on Petfinder that I thought was cute and seemed like the right size, when I went to the shelter to have a look at her they said she was the first dog adopted that morning. So, I looked at the other dogs and I had to leave because I couldn't handle all of them being without a home.
They were all howling and barking and I'm sure if they could speak I'm sure they would all say "Please pick me! I love car rides. I'll hold down the couch or bed all day and make sure they don't get stolen. I'll try really hard not to slobber on the sliding glass door or car windows, but I might when I get really excited. I won't chew on your shoes as long as you train me not to and give me other awesome things to chew on. I'll take all biscuits that you offer me in a gentle manor. I'll get off the couch when you tell me, and jump up when you tell me. Do you have a friend for me that already lives with you? Will you take me to the park? Will you please just fucking pick me because I can't handle being in here, just like you can't handle seeing all of us in here. Come on lady, LET'S GO HOME!"
If I had a massive SUV and insurance companies didn't give a flying fuck about pit bulls, I'd have 25 new dogs to talk about.