Friday, November 23, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
murray gets a hair cut
THE BEFORE:
THE AFTER:
If it weren't for the fact that Murray immediately tried to attack Oscar, like he always does, when we walked through the door after I picked him up from the groomers, I would've thought they gave me back the wrong dog. Even his coloring has changed. I miss my scruffy murray :(
The groomer said it may take a couple months to grow back in. I plan to be more diligent with his grooming in the future to avoid all the matting so that I don't have to go to the extreme of this haircut again.
THE AFTER:
If it weren't for the fact that Murray immediately tried to attack Oscar, like he always does, when we walked through the door after I picked him up from the groomers, I would've thought they gave me back the wrong dog. Even his coloring has changed. I miss my scruffy murray :(
The groomer said it may take a couple months to grow back in. I plan to be more diligent with his grooming in the future to avoid all the matting so that I don't have to go to the extreme of this haircut again.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Day 4 and still surviving
...at least, I am. Oscar might be another story.
Watching all 3 boys this week was a nutty undertaking, but we're managing and getting into a routine. I'm not particularly fond of the morning routine, though, as it seems to keep starting earlier and earlier. Once one of them is up, the other two are soon to follow, and when you have 2 little dogs walking all over your prone body, it's only a matter of time before your feet hit the floor.
One of the things that has been amusing me the most is catching Murray staring at himself in Mom's mirrored closet doors. He'll be sitting in bed real still, so I look over to see what he's up to, and he's just admiring himself in the mirror. One time, he sat on the floor in front of the mirror, and I stood behind him talking to him in the mirror. I walked to the right and he followed me, still staring into the mirror, and then he was totally confused when I all of a sudden disappeared from in front of him (my reflection was no longer in the mirror). He tried to find me behind the corner, but to no avail :)
Well, it's 6:40am, and we've been up for nearly 2 hours, mostly just lazing around in bed after a quick run outside. Murray's trying to engage his cousin Disco in some horse play, but he wants nothing to do with it. He just keeps stretching and yarning and giving me the occassional kiss. Oh darn, I spoke too soon. All hell's breaking loose. They all want to go out NOW!!! That's how it's been all this time, one minute all's calm and the next, there are 3 blurring bodies.
Well, I best go answer their call before they take over my keyboard. I'll report some more in future posts.
Watching all 3 boys this week was a nutty undertaking, but we're managing and getting into a routine. I'm not particularly fond of the morning routine, though, as it seems to keep starting earlier and earlier. Once one of them is up, the other two are soon to follow, and when you have 2 little dogs walking all over your prone body, it's only a matter of time before your feet hit the floor.
One of the things that has been amusing me the most is catching Murray staring at himself in Mom's mirrored closet doors. He'll be sitting in bed real still, so I look over to see what he's up to, and he's just admiring himself in the mirror. One time, he sat on the floor in front of the mirror, and I stood behind him talking to him in the mirror. I walked to the right and he followed me, still staring into the mirror, and then he was totally confused when I all of a sudden disappeared from in front of him (my reflection was no longer in the mirror). He tried to find me behind the corner, but to no avail :)
Well, it's 6:40am, and we've been up for nearly 2 hours, mostly just lazing around in bed after a quick run outside. Murray's trying to engage his cousin Disco in some horse play, but he wants nothing to do with it. He just keeps stretching and yarning and giving me the occassional kiss. Oh darn, I spoke too soon. All hell's breaking loose. They all want to go out NOW!!! That's how it's been all this time, one minute all's calm and the next, there are 3 blurring bodies.
Well, I best go answer their call before they take over my keyboard. I'll report some more in future posts.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
murray landed us in jail
Well, okay, not really, but it wasn't for lack of trying. We were out for our last walk of the evening around midnight when two guys on bikes came around the corner. As they approached us, I realized they were police officers and breathed a sigh of relief. Murray, on the other hand, didn't care who they were, he just wanted a piece of them. So, there I was trying to get control of my little snarling puppy, who was on the end of a 16-foot leash, and there were the cops not a foot past the end of it. Lucky for Murray, they didn't take him too seriously. They just road by saying, "look at that big attack dog...hahaha." If they only knew.
In other related news, my friend Kathy also tried to get me arrested...for drunk and disorderly conduct this time. Though, I guess they can't really arrest you for being drunk on laughter.
We were at her house last Sunday evening just finishing playing a game when she asked, "What should we do next?" While I and her other friend were himming and hawing, Kathy got it into her head that she wanted to do something Halloween-ish. Mind you, it was nearly 8pm, on a Sunday, and anything that was happening on that day was pretty much over. That's when she decided we should get something to put in our hair and walk down the main street of a local town. Friend #2 bailed on the idea, but I was game. What else does a 40-something single female have to do on a Sunday night?
After about the 4th store, we were starting to lose hope that we'd ever find what we were looking for. It was only 3 days before Halloween, after all, and all the good stuff was long gone. But then we happened upon a K-Mart and found the only two remaining hair bands with bats attached to springy things in the entire state of New Jersey (see picture of the strange lady to the left).
We parked the car and made our way to Main Street on foot, giggling all the way. Our first encounter was with a couple hidden in a piazza-like alcove outside a restaurant. They were too busy playing kissy-face to even notice us. We continued on and finally reached our destination, Main Street USA...bright lights, large sidewalks, stores on either side of the road. And practically no people. Ugh. How disappointing.
We decided to walk a block or two anyway, because then at least we could say we accomplished our mission...a boring one, but one nonetheless. That's when we spotted him, a man walking towards us. Finally, someone was gonna see us with our springy bat thingies on our heads. And he didn't disappoint. "Nice costumes, ladies" he said as he walked on by. A fit of giggles ensued. He just made our night. It caused us to become more daring.
"C'mon, let's go into that Starbucks over there," I said to Kathy. "Umm, ok" she replied enthusiastically (NOT). I only had to pry her fingers a little off the door to get her to go inside. We stepped up to the counter to place our order, and no one even batted an eye (no pun intended) at what was atop our heads, not even the bunch of teenagers milling around. Though, I'm sure at least one of them took a picture of us with their cell phone, which will make an appearance on their My Space page as what they will never be caught doing when they reach our age.
We sat outside enjoying our Pumpkin Lattes and giggling over the silliness of the night. It'll definitely stay in our memory banks longer than if we had just stayed at her house playing another game or watching a video. Lesson learned: Act silly...it brings you joy.
In other related news, my friend Kathy also tried to get me arrested...for drunk and disorderly conduct this time. Though, I guess they can't really arrest you for being drunk on laughter.
We were at her house last Sunday evening just finishing playing a game when she asked, "What should we do next?" While I and her other friend were himming and hawing, Kathy got it into her head that she wanted to do something Halloween-ish. Mind you, it was nearly 8pm, on a Sunday, and anything that was happening on that day was pretty much over. That's when she decided we should get something to put in our hair and walk down the main street of a local town. Friend #2 bailed on the idea, but I was game. What else does a 40-something single female have to do on a Sunday night?
After about the 4th store, we were starting to lose hope that we'd ever find what we were looking for. It was only 3 days before Halloween, after all, and all the good stuff was long gone. But then we happened upon a K-Mart and found the only two remaining hair bands with bats attached to springy things in the entire state of New Jersey (see picture of the strange lady to the left).We parked the car and made our way to Main Street on foot, giggling all the way. Our first encounter was with a couple hidden in a piazza-like alcove outside a restaurant. They were too busy playing kissy-face to even notice us. We continued on and finally reached our destination, Main Street USA...bright lights, large sidewalks, stores on either side of the road. And practically no people. Ugh. How disappointing.
We decided to walk a block or two anyway, because then at least we could say we accomplished our mission...a boring one, but one nonetheless. That's when we spotted him, a man walking towards us. Finally, someone was gonna see us with our springy bat thingies on our heads. And he didn't disappoint. "Nice costumes, ladies" he said as he walked on by. A fit of giggles ensued. He just made our night. It caused us to become more daring.
"C'mon, let's go into that Starbucks over there," I said to Kathy. "Umm, ok" she replied enthusiastically (NOT). I only had to pry her fingers a little off the door to get her to go inside. We stepped up to the counter to place our order, and no one even batted an eye (no pun intended) at what was atop our heads, not even the bunch of teenagers milling around. Though, I'm sure at least one of them took a picture of us with their cell phone, which will make an appearance on their My Space page as what they will never be caught doing when they reach our age.
We sat outside enjoying our Pumpkin Lattes and giggling over the silliness of the night. It'll definitely stay in our memory banks longer than if we had just stayed at her house playing another game or watching a video. Lesson learned: Act silly...it brings you joy.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
road rallying
Our local AAA recently held their second road rally as a fundraiser for a great charity. Unfortunately, I was not able to go on the day of the event, but they were nice enough to email me the directions. And so, on the spur of the moment yesterday, I called Mom and asked if she wanted to join me and Murray for our own personal road rally. She did.
My car, apparently, did not.
On the way to pick Mom up, my car started making a funny sound whenever I put my foot on the gas after being at a stop. Once we arrived at her place, Mom was kind enough to let us use her car, and we set off for our adventure. It was a gorgeous day, and we drove around for over 4 hours, covering 60-some miles while looking for signs along the way to answer some questions, and stopping at some historic places and parks.
Our third destination was Estell Manor Park, where we got to see the remains of a glass factory that was operated from 1825-1877.
It's also where Murray got to see his first turtle, a snapper according to one of the passersby. I haven't seen a turtle in years, and Mom hadn't seen one of that color before. And Murray...well, he would've liked not to have seen it.
Murray was walking towards me when all of a sudden something moved in front of him. He jumped straight up in the air in fright and then ran to me for protection, but it was only a few seconds before he got his courage back and went after that little rock-like creature, as can be seen in the following video. You'll have to use your imagination to hear his barking, as my digital camera doesn't have sound.
We really enjoyed all the places they had us go to, which included an old school, a church and cemetery dedicated in 1792, the glass factory mentioned above, a veteran's cemetery, a furnace where they made ammunition for the War of 1812, and an old village.
Here are some more pictures from our trip. Remember to click 'em to big 'em.
My car, apparently, did not.
On the way to pick Mom up, my car started making a funny sound whenever I put my foot on the gas after being at a stop. Once we arrived at her place, Mom was kind enough to let us use her car, and we set off for our adventure. It was a gorgeous day, and we drove around for over 4 hours, covering 60-some miles while looking for signs along the way to answer some questions, and stopping at some historic places and parks.
Our third destination was Estell Manor Park, where we got to see the remains of a glass factory that was operated from 1825-1877.
It's also where Murray got to see his first turtle, a snapper according to one of the passersby. I haven't seen a turtle in years, and Mom hadn't seen one of that color before. And Murray...well, he would've liked not to have seen it.Murray was walking towards me when all of a sudden something moved in front of him. He jumped straight up in the air in fright and then ran to me for protection, but it was only a few seconds before he got his courage back and went after that little rock-like creature, as can be seen in the following video. You'll have to use your imagination to hear his barking, as my digital camera doesn't have sound.
We really enjoyed all the places they had us go to, which included an old school, a church and cemetery dedicated in 1792, the glass factory mentioned above, a veteran's cemetery, a furnace where they made ammunition for the War of 1812, and an old village.
Here are some more pictures from our trip. Remember to click 'em to big 'em.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
play date
I got done work early today, and Disco was looking bored, so I borrowed him for a play date with Murray. We're still in the middle of it, and they're having a blast. We spent a good chunk of the time out back, me on my lap top looking for jobs, while they ran their little hearts out. Here's a picture of them during one of their rest sessions:
I was surprised at how Murray reacted to Disco coming to his house. He gave up his toys without a fight and just sat there looking at Disco, like in this picture:
Though, there were a couple times that Disco chased after Murray, which he just loves, and I'd say he could outrace most dogs. Of course, most dogs get bored with the chase if they have no chance of catching their intended target, and so they just give up, like in this video (where they're also trying to trip yours truly):
I was surprised at how Murray reacted to Disco coming to his house. He gave up his toys without a fight and just sat there looking at Disco, like in this picture:
Though, there were a couple times that Disco chased after Murray, which he just loves, and I'd say he could outrace most dogs. Of course, most dogs get bored with the chase if they have no chance of catching their intended target, and so they just give up, like in this video (where they're also trying to trip yours truly):
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