17 5 / 2012
this past saturday Erie made his first EVER trip to the ocean!
here are some pics i took of the lil guy -
Erie, cruisin to Fort Tilden with his sleepy saggy ears…
here he is approaching the tide, he was VERY nervous! and while although it does look like he is taking a crap, he didn’t…at that moment at least.
finally he got up his courage and was jumping everywhere. here he is standing on the jetty wearing his most favorite bandana from his Aunt Nikki…
and finally, here he is working on his suntan…he is the best.
17 5 / 2012
finding this old quote from Britty today cheered me up. sometimes sisters are good for something.
Britty: “i wish dogs got married. those would be the best weddings.”
17 5 / 2012
Erie gets REALLY worked up whenever anyone wants to leave the house. whether it is me or a guest, he doesn’t like to be left behind. so last week when Andy and i tried to leave the house, Erie had a fit, starting barking and jumping and right as i threw him a treat and went to sneak out the door - he bit me. he bit me really fucking hard.
he has nipped before (out of love) and has never bit ANYONE before (out of rage) but he just got so worked up and crazed at the idea that me and Andy - who he likes more than anyone - was going to leave him that he had a fit. he got me through my pants but it hurts so bad and made my already crappy day worse.
i still like him, no doubt, but have no doubt that i already told him that the next time he pisses me off, i am going to bite the hell out of his leg like he did to me.
here is the resulting injury - four days later - and the crook in the background. if this guy ever had to go to court for a crime he would get off just based on his good looks.
ugh, he’s the worst sometimes…being so cute and so bad really is something to be envious of.
30 4 / 2012
someone threw these puppies in the trash and Erie and i found them on our walk around Brooklyn the other day.
i told Erie and if he doesn’t shape up that he is gonna be next!
i think he got the point.
30 4 / 2012
i think this (disgusting) entry really is self-explanatory.
i do however have two things to say about this:
1) thanks to petsiknow reader and Audrey’s mother, Lisa for this submission
2) thanks to Jesus for not putting this little guy in front of Erie while we were cruising the neighborhood, as he would have tried to gobble this poor baby birdy up.
18 4 / 2012
i like goats.
i like horsies.
i like the woods.
so it goes without saying that i like a goat who is standing on the back of a horse while hanging out in the woods.
other things i can appreciate:
a well dressed horse.
a horse who has the same haircut as me.
a goat with a fashionable bell necklace.
what i don’t like:
i hope that is not an electric fence. that would be a mean thing to do. also, i was zapped by an electric fence once while in Germany when i went to pet a horse…and it really fucking hurt. there is a picture of it somewhere. if i ever summon the energy to crawl under my bed and into a tumbleweed pile of dust bunnies to find my tub of photos, then maybe i will post that pic here one day. fair warning though, i have braces in the photo, am wearing baggy corduroy pants and have my hair dyed not unlike James Iha from the Smashing Pumpkins. yes, it was 1996.
16 4 / 2012
i don’t know where this girl gets the nerve but she needs to respect some
guys’ kitty boundaries.
not everyone wants your mug cuddlin up and kissin on them all the time, Claire. not even on Easter and especially not when you are a visitor in their house.
reality check: Jack might not be the man for you but you will probably find that special someone one day. he will probably be an English Bulldog and drool, snore and snot all over you. it will be a very happy, if a lil disgusting, union.
12 4 / 2012
a year ago this month my buddy Little died. i asked Erie last night if we can get another bunny, he said no. so i guess this means i will have to get a job at Petland or visit a coffee shop in Japan. my heart aches every time i think about bunnies. i am the most pathetic nerd around.