Friday, November 7, 2008

Charlee Bear


Karly (Bailey's mommy) was giving treats that looked like these. I'm not sure if they were Charlee Bears, but I think they were... The ones I bought are "liver". Poochie loves them; therefore, I love them. LOVE them. Poochie now knows the "down" command. She learned this within minutes of me having opened the bag. Of course, Poochie's smarts and myself also deserve some credit, but still.. Poochie has never shown this much exhilaration and such hard work for her other treats. Awesome. Pure awesome.

If you own a dog and you've never given the love of your life these treats...
then you leave right now and you go buy some now!
Charlee Bear

Buttplug


I'm an intern at Port Discovery, a children's museum in Baltimore and I've developed a habit of watching the PBS channel before I leave. Which means I get to watch a number of educational kid's shows, including: Super Why!.

When the lead character first suggests we go to the "book club," I swear it sounds like he's saying "to the butt plug!". When I first heard it, I was like, "what'd the kid say?!" And then the next kid says "to the book club!" and it sounded like "book club". That was the only way I knew what they were talking about. It wasn't just that one time... anytime the show comes on I hear it as "buttplug". It's only when he repeats the word that it sounds correct.

I like the pig. Although, his song is starting to get pretty annoying.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

New Friend, New Sweaters, First Pests

Poochie's made a new friend! Pictures from their first playdate will have to be posted later, but we recently went to Soldier's Delight, Serpentine Trail for a nice, fun hike. From there and from Bailey's home, Poochie got her first ticks.

Here's little Bailey, the 5 mo old Jack Russell Terrier~


The color of the leaves were pretty



Quite a nice park


Now, I'm looking for some essential oils to make pest repellent sprays. For some reason, I can't seem to remember any local stores, nor am I having any luck in finding one online to go to. I need either geranium or peppermint oils.


Poochie's first sweater started to look more and more like some rag thing Hercules wore in the Brat Pitt movie, Troy... Anyway, my mom made a second one with two colors of Lion Brand yarn. More stitch techniques started to come back so it started to look more and more like a store-bought sweater. Unfortunately, this one came out too short. It really was more like a vest. Since the whole point of a sweater/vest is to keep Poochie warm... my mom made another one. Perfect! It even has a collar. Only downside is that it.. slips back down to her tail... Need to tighten it up here and there. We had some fun with the 2nd sweater and as miserable as Poochie might've/must've been.. it made me laugh till I lost a kidney... It was painfully, pathetically adorable. Oh, and for once this mean hat idea wasn't mine; it was my mom's!

With her faux hat... and miserable.. perhaps




Without her faux hat and exhilarated.