Thursday, October 09, 2014

Why I can't have nice things.

Here they are, Exhibit #1 and Exhibit #2.

First off, a counter-surfing Murphy shatters a pyrex bowl that I was particularly fond of a few weeks back. So blogger Mr. B kindly sends me two replacements and they arrive not long afterwards. Well I put the new yellow one to use for breakfast this morning, and no sooner had I set it aside on my small office table, then Belle came in to get some petting and swept it off the table with her wagging tail, reducing it to fragments. I'd used it twice.

And how can you even get mad at a dog who breaks your stuff while trying to show you how much she loves you?

Damn dogs.


  1. Anonymous10:07 AM

    You have nice things.
    The are called dogs!


  2. You can have nice things or you can have animals. But not both at the same time.

  3. I can't get over how great Belle looks. You have done a great job with her.

  4. As best we can figure Abby the Lab has some flat coated retriever in her from the looks of her muzzle, fur, and tail. The tail, though otter like at the top like all labs, has a nice little brush at the end, perfect for taking my perfectly poured Guinness from coffee table to floor, where she then proceeds to try and lap it up so she can get drunk and do River Dance on the tile in the kitchen.

    You've got two great looking dogs there, and you're a wonderful Dogfather.

  5. All I got left is the big green ones.

    And you can't have those.

    But you can get the red ones here:

    The yellow ones are harder to find.

  6. Anonymous10:10 PM

    Sounds like you need steel pots and pans

  7. Well, OK. I want to have some four legged creature around here but you are not telling a compelling story to do so. =)

    1. Truthfully, they're worth the aggravation.