First, I set up the dremel and remember the shaft fell out last week. I scrounge around and find the tool box and directions. Then up goes the dryer, towels and shampoo. When I went to fetch Viva, I realized I’m also going to need the White Lightening and a toothbrush for nails. So as I’m digging in my bag for said items, I realize her show lead isn’t in the bag! Swell!
The search begins and 30 mins later it has reached a fevered pitch. Brain racing, emptied bags, totes upside down, I finally have an idea. Could it be in the dog mobile? Yes, it was laying right where I left it a month ago. Swell.
Viva is a cross between Pig Pen and Peppermint Patty so a bath, nail trim and blow out are not even close to desirable activities. Getting her wet is an affair. She sheds water like a duck and that doesn’t include the slosh, slog, roll maneuver she has perfected. When I finally say, “enough or I’m putting the grooming arm on the tub,” she eye rolls a “fine” and lays down in the tub. Swell.
On to the table for a blow out and nails. New to the game is she figured out that a pulled cord stops the appliance. Swell.
At last she is clean and dry. I let her outside and she rolled in the mud. Swell!
Viva and I are enjoying an agility skills seminar today. My little beastette has been a rock star! She has sent around wings while I did a wide variety of crosses, sends to tunnels, dog walk loads, 2o2o, and so much more!
Viva was looking a little sad, so I played a quick game of tug and fetch. While we played I told her that she would have a sister weekend soon. She left the game and got her dragon, pranced off. I followed her and watched as she hid her dragon under my towel. The caption could read, “I love my sister but she ain’t getting my dragon again!”
Sister Log: Star Date 11.11.2016
7:30 Dog go absolutely berserk. Startled I bellow ‘lie down go night night.” The dogs are instantly quiet. Then I hear the source, “scratch, sniff, whine” at the bedroom door. Still half asleep, I am puzzled for a moment. Then I realize Katie is at the door. Beyond puzzled now, I wonder how did she get out of the xpen?
7:33 I put all the big dogs on a “stay” and release Viva to go outside with her sister.
7:34 I enter the battle zone….err living room. The xpen is toppled, laying flat, water bucket looking lifeless and empty tossed askance in the corner, toys soaked and a dog bed pulled on the couch.
7:35 I begin the clean up, check on the sisters in the yard. They are quite happy to be out playing at this unholy hour.
7:50 Clean up is complete, I bring the sisters back into a now recovered living room, and let the big dogs out.
8:00 What I should of done was cry uncle and made coffee, but what I did was put Katie in a crate, and told everyone else to “lie down, go night, night.”
8:00-8:30 Wash, Rinse, Repeat until I finally bellow, “everyone is going in a crate who isn’t down and quiet”! Absolute silence until my alarm went off thirty minutes later.
9:00 I engaged snooze protocol.
My mom is a no good, dirty rotten fun hater! I’m going to nominate her for the Joan Crawford mother of the year award. She said, “Viva your vertical jumping is out of control.” So she put a yard stick across the gate. Darn thing makes enough noise to scare a ghost! All one has to do is touch the gate and crash! Dastardly trick!
I might have to find my winnings and see about that plane ticket east yet.
Mom’s making up a reward poster for her favorite slide. It says, “substantial reward for return of favorite slide.” Then she goes on to identify a primary suspect in its disappearance. She says, “young red bridle, answers to Vivers, Vivity V, Hey Stop That, and…. Wait just a minute, she thinks I pinched her slide! No Way! NO WAY!!! NO ABSOLUTE WAY!!! Well, maybe, I’d better go look under the bed and review my stash. She seems quite find fond of these already Ella altered slides, and she did promise a reward. See ya all later, I got some digging to do.
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Mom said, “Let’s play hide and seek.” I dropped mom’s slipper and found a spot! I do not understand why she laughed at me.