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Oct. 29th, 2007 @ 10:07 am St-aaarrrfff-ing puppies
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A while ago hubby and I discovered that we were over-feeding the dogs. He would feed them at 4:30, they would polish it off, and by the time I got up at 7:30 I would feed them again. He solved this this weekend by adding some magnets to the lid of their food bin so we can mark off if they've been fed in the am and pm.

We might be happy with the arrangement, but I know of two little doggies that aren't so impressed. I was sitting here trying to peacefully eat my toast this am and they were giving me the saddest eyes, nudging me, pacing over to their dishes (which I know full well they ate out of this am already).

I'll admit it, I caved when Sasha started bouncing for attention and gave them another half serving each. They seem to be happy now and it might be a bit cruel to cut them off cold turkey like that. (I'm such a pushover!)

In other pet-related news, I'm now able to get rid of my alarm clock. Sasha has taken to trotting in to my room, putting her paws up on the bed and giving off one short bark if I'm not up between 7:30 and 8. She then ducks down and lies on the mat beside the bed. This still scares the crap out of me every time she does it, but is still cute enough that I can't be mad.
Who does she think she is?
rofl
Oct. 29th, 2007 @ 10:44 pm Bah humbug.
At the start of this month I had the greatest intentions to lug the Halloween decorations out of storage. As of tonight, they are still safely tucked away and we are officially the party pooper house. Not only do we not have any decorations, I haven't gotten a pumpkin yet, and we have no candy! We have no graveyard adorning our front lawn, no blood dripping down our windows, heck we don't even have a scarecrow on the front step!

Now we've had no candy in the past, but it has usually meant that we already plowed through the first batch. But this year, no shopping done. Haven't even considered it.

The thought of having to lug my butt up and down the stairs all night to the front door doesn't seem that appealing either. I am seriously torn between hiding in the basement (esp. given that the PVR is dead!) and just leaving a bowl of candy on the step or actually trying to muster the spirit to grab some decorations and greet the kids.
Who does she think she is?
ghost