Sunday, January 27, 2013
That's my buddy Charlie up there with Stewie and Abba, but those weren't their names when I gave them. The plan was for her to call them Maui and Meewau. I even whispered that in her ear the day I gave the grey one (Abba) to her sister Zoey. I guess she wasn't speaking dog yet. Or she was and chose to ignore my advice. It wouldn't be the first time one my suggestions fell on deaf ears. I'm still waiting for construction to start on a mini cheese cupboard above my bowls.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
We went for a seven-minute walk this morning. Not exactly what I had in mind when I jumped out of bed. On the positive side, I'm almost asleep again which is really nice because, before we left for our 'walk', I was walking through a shallow stream with yummy baked salmon everywhere. How does baked salmon swim, you ask? Not fast enough to avoid the Maui Monster. Oh look, there goes a dijon-crusted one. My favourite.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Kai died today. He was a good fish and a good friend. I wonder what tomorrow's gonna be like without him to talk to about my morning walk? He liked it when I would tell him about the pond in Wychwood Park. He always wanted to see the algae. I'm not sure why.
I heard Dan and Tiia talk about getting a new fish tomorrow. I haven't given the 'Welcome to Team Yurkenbaum' speech in a while. I think it goes like.. WAIT...HOLD THE PHONE!!!
He lives! Holy crap! He lives!! Dan was holding his lifeless body by the tail not two hours ago, and he lives! He is a good fish!!! Good thing the peeps are procrastinators – he'd be half way to the lake by now. We're so doing the Wychwood walk tomorrow.
Not such a sad day after all. : )
Monday, January 7, 2013
Friday, January 4, 2013
Thursday, January 3, 2013
The poster at the vet's office says seven is when dogs become 'old', but I don't feel older. I do feel wiser, though. For example, I've recently learned that I can avoid the salt on the sidewalk by just walking on the adjacent snow-covered lawn.
I can also avoid sidewalks with no adjacent snow-covered lawn by just refusing to go. Dan and Tiia backtrack and find another way. I got the idea to do that one morning while sprawled out in our king-sized bed as Tiia was up against the edge and Dan was basically hanging off it. They're so accommodating – but I learned that a long time ago.