Ghengis lays half across my laps and growls manacingly at every noise he hears. Maddie responds by getting up from her nest, walking to me, staring at me intently and then burping in my face.
assholes.
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Playdate redux
Playdate went swimmingly. Ghengis got his ass kicked all over that yard (but not in a bad way! Just in a “wear him out and give me a break” way). Mary’s new dog is so sweet, or at least for the few seconds he wasn’t jumping all over my dog!
We’ll have to do this more often. We have the dog park and all but this also gives me the chance to just chill with people too.
Next time I am bringing beer.
OOOH! So I forgot to tell you about the freaky guy at the fair the other day! Just as we get in and we’re looking for the cheese curds we happen by the MPR booth. They’re giving away one of those Honda GoodEarthMobiles or whatever they’re called. David goes to sign up for the drawing and I wander away to study the map and look for cheese curds. A guy bounds up to me…
guy: blergghlyttterrrgllllgurg!!!!
me: what?
guy: blerrrrgghghgSTATION?!!!??
me: WHAT?
guy: are you promoting the station????
me: what?
guy: are you promoting the station here? is that why your hair is blue?
me: no…
guy: I figured with your hair and you’re standing outside the MPR booth you were working for the station
me: no…i…
guy: how many times have you been to the fair this year? do you just love the fair? do you know anyone from the station? I know this dj and he’s sure he knows me I’m in a band but we met and he was all ‘you’re right i don’t know you’ do you want a beer?
me: no…i…
guy: do you want 80 beers? I so glad to have met you here!!
me: no….i…nice to meet you
From here I’m desperate for David to finish filling out his form so I can have a gracious exit to this bizarre situation. Before my boyfriend shows up, we are visited by his girlfriend! What the hell. His demeanor changes, David shows up and I have my exit.
What. The. Hell.
Crazy people.
An army of 2…jackasses
The dogs playfight all the time and I watch them and I watch how their strategies change. Ghengis has always been a bit of a dirty fighter but Maddie is bigger and stronger. He never gives up, though, even when Maddie has him by the neck and he’s pinned to the floor and she holds him there forever. The second she lets up he’s bounding at her for more. Crazy dogs.
Maddie’s seperation anxiety is easing up but the bark monitor and the pheromones are still needed to keep her in the zone.
I need to get the dogs microchipped this week. There is no way to express the distress I feel in my gut watching those poor abandoned animals in New Orleans and the surrounding area. I look at my two members of the dork patrol and I know it would kill me to ever have to leave them behind in a situation like that. If it ever does happen, I have to think that having them microchipped will help a little in getting them back.
In other, boring, dog related news, Ghengis has a play date tonight. I am the queen of getting people at work to adopt dogs from Petfinder and tonight Ghengis gets to go meet Mary’s dog, Fletch. Excitement central. Some people make playdates with their kids, freaky dog ladies make play dates with their dogs.
I’m crazy. You knew that, though, didn’t you.
I’m in the mood for salmon. I’ll have to get some, grill it up.
Also, have a great idea for the last weekend in October! Exciting? Yes! but don’t tell David, it’s a secret.
eat and eat and eat
Listen, you just HAVE to come to the party, I’m making too much food for you to not be there. Dolmades, stuffed croissants, crostini, veggie sushi…good lord, how will I cook this all?
And how will I fit it all in here?
Today I spent a good half hour talking to an animal behaviorist about Maddie. Got some very good advice. With that advice I spent 45 minutes walking in and out of my house pretending to leave. Except the problem is that the dogs kind of knew I wasn’t really leaving and just hiding at the side of the house listening for barking. I got an anti-bark monitor. The pheromone is helping her with the chewing, whining, pooping and peeing, but it does not help with the barking. We’ll get there, it’s going to take a lot of work, but we’ll get there.
She’s worth it, and besides, at this point I can not think of anything crueler or more horrible than making her start over again.
Besides, I don’t think there is anyone in the world who would treat her like the princess that she is.
Thank you for your emails…yes…photos soon.
Votes are in
It’s final.
I am the worst dog owner ever. Seriously. Who does this to their dog?


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