ARGH! what a mess. Dumb Dog, Dumber Me that is what this post should be titled. How can you want to cry, scream, rant rave and laugh till you well cry all at the same time?!?! Ugh!
Too long ago I bought some bedding plants. Some pretty flowers and those stinky marigolds. This was the 1st of June, I put some of them in mugs for Jacob’s teacher. The rest I kept forgetting to plant. Oh I took care of them, I watered them, gave the some sun time all that good stuff. All the time knowing I really needed to plant them before I killed them. I had some like them last year and they did amazing. But since last year I have aquired another dog and I couldn’t plant them in tha same place.. She is a puppy, a black lab named Deja’. How did she get this name, well Mike named her. You have to keep telling her again and again and again until its like Deja’Vu hence her name Deja’. She is the most stubborn, hard headed, non-listening, dorky but so adorably cute you cant help but love her doggie. You wanna smack her and hug at the same time. When she wags her tail her whole butt shakes, she bounces around all happy to see you and all wiggles and waggles that you forget she just emptied your trash all over the yard…. again… anyway back to the flowers. I was gone for the weekend, I forgot about my flowers and my plants. They were half dead when I got back. The Marigolds were brown I am not sure if they woudl have made it before Deja’ let alone now. So I watereed them, I gave them plant food and then in my ignorance I set them out side on my back porch to get some sun. in their little just bought from Lowes plastic containers. Right on the deck not even up on the table. why on the floor? why did an alarm not go ding ding ding. I have no idea all I can say is it was later in the day yesterday when I set them outside that little narrow strip of shade on the porch floor was all there was, I had just watered them and I didn’t want them to scorch in the sun as they opened to suck up the precious fluid. Ugh.
well fast forward to this morning… I let the dogs out after FEEDING them, after lots of hugs, kisses (theirs not mine) and praise and all kinds of good girls and all that gushy stuff you tend to do when no one is there to hear how rediculous you sound. I let them out, I leave them to play for a few minutes, I go to do my laundry, I look out the window. OMG what does Deja’ have playing with? Why does it look familiar, why is my heart going “oh No I didn’t!, oh no She can’t be!!!” *sigh*
Out the door I run yelling dummy dummy dummy. Who am I talking to? me or the dog? You decide. I find miss happy just a chewing great big mouth fulls of black dirt, black dirt that looks alot like potting soil with the little white dots in it, oh and look here is a half chewed flower stem, and there is a piece of marigold. She carried all three containers one by one over to the swing set to play with in the shade. all 3. are emptied of dirt and flowers. And oh look at her now, is she cowering? Looking guilty? have her tail tucked between her legs? Oh no she is all wags, wiggles and mommy wanna play with me? oh please oh please oh please, wanna catch, wanna throw here’s my ball , here’s this cool little container that used to have dirt in it wanna throw that mommy? I can catch it, see, I am good dog, good dog good dog, pet me ,pet me here I give you kisses on yout toes, on your legs look out or you will get one in the face, I am such a good doggie….. why are you mad? Why are you laughing and crying and throwing dirt and flower pieces at me, why are you saying dummy, dummy, dummy?
Pets can be like children. You have to have 10 eyes, 20 hands and nerves of steal. A good sense of humor and the absurd is a great help to. Good thing Miss Happy is so cute or she would be so gone LOL>
