Pillow Puppy

When your pet boy is away, his pillow is your pillow! So says Oscar Wild.

EEK

DH washed the Oscar Wild! Yea, clean dog. EEK, how does washing a dog cause his ears to become lighter?

What, you want a picture? OK but this was take a bit ago...at least he is dry. I'll try to get a newer one so you can compare.

If you read that expression as "ya got me", it was because he was caught in the act of mischief!

and then the rain came down

they said we were in a line of weather that went all the way to michigan. they said it would hit us about sunrise. well, they were right and they were wrong. we were in the line. about midnight, oscar wild started panting. a bit later he went into the shower stall. a bit later he was under the covers, vibrating against charlie. my body agreed with him. about 1 am, is said, i think i hear thunder. later, isn't that thunder? later still, that's thunder. and then the wind picked up and blew some stuff across the bed. and then the north winds started blowing rain through the window! about 2:30 in the morning. so we have decided to watch oscar wild, the weatherdog, instead of watching the weatherman. he is much better, is our oscar. what? you don't know oscar? have you seen my avatar? that's our oscar.

the great excape

have any of you ever owned a terrier? even a half breed terrier? if you have, this story is for you!

yesterday, charlie and i went to pt (physical therapy), leaving the kids behind...something that oscar wilde does not like. several hours later, we returned home to much enthusiastic greetings! some verbal comments from oscar.  

so when it came time to go see my gp (doctor) and get my blood sucked, it was agreed that the one who was bouncing like he had springs on his paws as he verbally cried his excitement and demands for accompaniment, could come as was his smiling, tail wagging sister, ie, mystery puppy...hey, if he goes and you go, i want to go too!

the day was cool and cloudy. the car with windows cracked, would not be hot.

away we went. i saw herr doctor. i had what seemed like a gallon of blood removed. we went back to the car. two dogs greeted us...mysy with her squeaks and smiles from under the steering wheel...oscar from atop the passenger seat with smiles and tail a waggle! 

the next moment, out he goes, minus halter? huh? and in a flash he is out of site! 

as the sky was crying, we thought it would be best to continue with my transfer from chair to car and get the car quickly undercover in the trunk as well.

windows down, we called and called. we drove around the lot he had streaked off toward. 

no dog. we drove around and around the area calling. the hospital desk was informed in case he decided to get out of the wet! we parked back were we had been. no dog.

charlie went off on foot...around all the parking lots; front back and side. no dog. 

we drove around the hospital again...as well as checking back at the desk. no dog.

we had to go to the store as the cupboard was bear. in despair we went. a small adventure ensued when we knew what city we were in but not quite sure of the best direction to head in as we were not seeing street names we were familiar with...we did ultimately drive over john mc cain a couple of times (unintentionally, for sure....but gave me a laugh). finally, there it was! sprouts! i love that store! we had to eat first (blood had to be fasting). charlie has learned it is a bad, very bad idea to let some people, of small stature, to shop on an empty stomach! finally, we had all the necessities.

ah, but we needed gas. we got it.

mysy and well as the two biped were off to the hospital, one more time. all hoping to see a small white dog! we turned in slowly searching the small hillock. the lot in front. under the poetical. the newly stripped area. UH. what? what? and as we turn toward the area where we had parked, there he was! dripping wet! full of cockaburrs...our own oscar. quite  happy. ready for a ride.

and that was the end of the great escape! 

moral: he will now have to have a collar and a halter when he got out! so if he develops another houdini trick, he will have id tags...just encase someone does not check his chip! for chip he got right after the first escape the second day we had him.

and that, my friends, is what it is like to own terriers!

trains planes and automobiles

saturn blew another thingy ... back to the borrowed heater until it's fixed. ok, i am having a whiny day! live with it! 

but my dogs like me...oscar came and tried to help me type...doesn't work well. he generally confuses everything and i have to start over. i am safe right now as he is helping charlie fix the car.  

mysy just came in for a drink and a cuddle.  she doesn't try to type, just curls up for a nap and woofs when dh comes in or any other noise sounds suspicious! do you know how loud a 55 lb dog woofs!!! but she is my singing buddy so i best not make too many comments.

enough messing around...must finish getting thru emails and back to tinking (unknitting) 16 screwed up rows on those bloody socks!

photos from cell phone part 1

photos taken with my cell phone.  not too bad.

oscar & mysy at play...promise she ill not tear his throat out! so much fun to watch!

i could not turn the picture but 'tis is oscar not obeying the command to  "drop  it"!

i love him because sometimes he is so sweetly funny!

this is from the tuesday night knitter at boarder in lewisville.

this is a subtile begger!

little does mysy know, there will no dipping into the cup until there is little to nothing left! but she will continue...sometimes entering a well placed whine ...just incase he might not know what she wants!