My humble apologies…

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I should apologize to all those new mothers out there who, over the years, have bored me to tears with stories of their babies, when I never  had and never wanted to have a baby (human) of my own.  Even “The View” has become tedious to watch lately because it seems that Right-Wing-Nut-Case, Elizabeth, is forever talking about babies, as was the Left-Wing-Nut-Case, Rosie O’Donnell, for that matter.  Talk about babies has always bored me to tears, and I’ve been thankful, now that I’m heading toward the big SIX-OH mark, that not many of my friends do much talking about babies anymore.

So how come I’m preparing to attend a baby shower tommorow? 

My friend is having a “grand”child soon, that’s why!  I guess I can’t escape it!

But the reason I opened with an apology before was because now that I am the mother of a puppy, aged 16 weeks today, all I can think of to talk about anymore is puppy-related stuff.  That’s the main reason I haven’t written regular entries for so long now.  I figured you are all bored to tears about puppy stuff… so it’s been easier to just keep quiet.

Well, I won’t say much here either, but just wanted to pop in two pics I took just now of my puppies – one 16 weeks old, and the other 3 yrs old – Kip and Emmalee.

They consume all my energy and time since Kip came here to live just 4 short weeks ago.  It’s seems like a year!  Our house is littered with toys, chewies, bones, stuffed squeaky things… and on the all-too-often occasion when one of us forgets and puts the toilet paper on the actual toilet-paper holder in either of the two bathrooms, there are streams and streams of TP strewn throughout the house, going from the bathroom wall, out into the rest of the house. 

Yes, Kip’s favorite game is to TP our house! On the inside.

Oy!

Trying to get my work done here at my computer is a real challenge.  Depending on what kind of day Kip is having.  Some days he’s a little angel, but there are others (too many) when he’s got that impish devil-look in his eye, and he’s nothing but trouble from the get-go.  I am worn out running after him, picking up after him, yelling “NO KIP!”, “DON’T EAT THAT, KIP”, HURRY UP AND DO YOUR PEES AND GET BACK IN THE HOUSE, KIP” – until I’m just about wasted.

Anyway, there’s my puppy rant for the day.  Sorry to any of you animal haters (oh, I hope I don’t have any animal haters reading my blog… if you are, you can just leave, because we have nothing in common).  But for those of you who may be animal lovers but have some nice adult-aged pets, who don’t rock the boat now that they’ve matured, I will stop – and repeat – this is the LAST puppy we are ever adopting.  Ever. 

(P.S. – I must say that Kip is just as sweet as can be when he wants to be, and he has stolen my heart completely.  Even Emmalee is having fun every day racing around our little house and getting in lots of exercise with her new little brother!)

You can click on the photos for larger versions. 

Note the little black dot on Kip’s nose?  I tried so hard to rub that off, thinking it was dirt.  But it won’t rub off, so I got out my magnifying glass, and it turns out he’s got a tiny little spot of black furs growing right there – I think it’s his “kissing spot” because that’s where I kiss him about a gazillion times a day.  He was either kissed by an angel just there, or kissed by the devil – not sure yet just which, but it’s there to stay.

Woofs!

Bex

 

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11 thoughts on “My humble apologies…

  1. Sure Bev can’t relate. 🙂

    Older pets can be a problem as well. Especially a certain cat I know.

    Can you set the dirty clothes basket on top of the washer? Or some other high place?

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  2. Me too, with the wallpaper. I love those shots of him where he looks like he’s howling.

    I don’t mind hearing you talk about your ‘babies’, ’cause that’s pretty much what they are. Same thing with toddlers- the running around after them, many photos and stories – same thing, and we love them, so do keep them coming.

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  3. I love to hear tales of them…keep them coming.
    I love that little spot where the angel kissed him.
    I have the first photo as wallpaper now

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  4. Yeah I swore all to death we’d not be doing any more puppy or fur babies and then he brought home HER, the panty chewing sock eating lil thing and we about broke our necks spoiling her. Next month my Pheebs (Phoebe) will be 7 and I am glad she’s here. It was a very tough first year and I’m very glad we didnt give in (as I tried to do 4X) and she’s just the very best bed mate Ill ever have, ahem aside from Hubby lol.

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