DH and I got a little country ride in yesterday afternoon...
I looked high and low...
for any sign of spring...
I looked here...
and there...
but not a shred of anything springy was there...
but, when we got home...
I discovered it was right here all along...
can I get a YIPPEE out of anyone?
I consider this officially spring...
and, NO, I am not jumping the gun...
just plain fed up with winter...
:)
UPDATE:
if you have been following along...
my pooher has been broken...
:(
I ended up in the ER again Friday night...
xrays, CT scan, blood work...
GOOD NEWS:
NO BLOCKAGE...
FINAL REPORT:
IBS with constipation sucks...
mega doses of laxatives produced a very gross funny this week, though...
:) :) :)
make sure you lock the dog up before you poop your pants, the floor, etc...
Craig was home with me when the mother lode exited...
we cleaned and I stepped into the shower...
handed out my night gown...
he was throwing anything and everything in the washer to start a load...
night gown, towels, rug, house slippers...
came back in and cleaned up the last bit on the floor...
or so he thought...
I got out, got another night gown on...
sat down at the kitchen table...
Craig had finally stopped gagging...
when Chumley came up and put his paws on my leg...
without looking, I start petting him...
that's when I discovered he had rolled in it...
my hand was covered...
yelled at Craig and announced the dog needed a bath...
that's when the gagging started again...
threw his harness in the washer, too...
Craig chastised us both as he bathed the dog...
I laughed, he gagged, warned me not to laugh too hard and poop my pants again...
but hang on, it gets better...
guess what happens with you pick on old ladies and little funky doggies?
KARMA!
guess who pooped 5 times the next morning?
you know it!
and the very best part!
one was in his pants!
Chumley and I just smiled...
because we got to watch KARMA smack him good!
and that's why you don't mess with little old ladies and little funky doggies...
:)
have a wonderful day!