Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Like a Boss

A photo for Stephan
Want to up your badassery levels for the day?


1. Go online and find a sled hill near your house.
2. Put your shoes on.
3. Run to it.
4. Run up it.
5. Run down it.
6. Repeat as necessary.
7. Run home.



Note: On Facebook I gave gigantic shoutouts to Ali K. for highlighting my blog on her own blog. I'm still walking on clouds thinking that more than my mom reads the blog. It really inspires me to keep looking around my world for fun things to write about.

And if you didn't click on that link, click on this one to check out all the fun Ali has with running and racing and compression socks. I bought lime green socks yesterday with her in mind.

Friday, September 7, 2012

Fifteen Birds in Five Fir Trees...


Yet another example of my stellar parenting skillz:



"Mom, why don't the goblins come here?"

"Because they are afraid of the dogs."

"And the dogs bark?"

"Yep. When the dogs bark at the goblins they run away."

[dogs start barking like crazy]

"Mom, are the goblins here?"

"No, the dogs scared them away."

"But they came here and the dogs scared them?"

"Yeah, let's think about cakes and the aquarium."

"Ok."

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

FAQ: How are the Puppies doing?


Second to, "How does Stephan like working at the hospital" is concern over the dogs, and how they are dealing with the "cold". Well, firstly, it's actually been quite warm here, with temperatures ranging from 30F to -9F, so things are about average for February in the Northern US. BUT, the girls don't seem to even notice the cold. They love playing in the snow, digging for sticks, rolling around on the ground, eating frozen poop-cicles...

Actually, a really weird behavior has started along with the discovery of snow. Whenever they get out there, it's like someone has told them that buried deep under the cold, wet stuff, is a treasure, and the first one to unearth the treasure gets table-scraps for life! They dig their noses into the snow and sniff and dig until the entire yard has been turned over every morning. I don't think they've found treasure yet, unless, to a dog, frozen poop is a treasure beyond human understanding.


I've also finally uploaded a photo of the chicken coop in Plevna. Check it out!