Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Some Things Never Change....

Yep...It's official.  Josh was right.  I'm bat shit crazy....  It's like when you finally acknowledge that you have a problem (usually after you hit rock bottom).  For me, it was this weekend.  This weekend, I had to face reality:  I'm one of those crazy dog people.  I'm literally that person.  I'm that freak you see walking around in public with dog hair on their shirts, but they don't seem to notice.  The lady who buys the furminator and who lobbied for over 15 minutes in REI that we needed to buy the little boots for the dog before the camping trip because he'd be walking over rocks and stuff (WHAT!?  I stand behind that one!!! That shit hurts your feet!!!)  (Don't panic.  I lost that one.  We are a dog-bootieless family.)

Anyway, for those of you who have not read this blog since the beginning, I will briefly recap.  (Those of you non-lazy people who know the history can go get a snack and come back later. )  Okay, so prior to our departure for Khartoum I found out that we couldn't take the dogs on the plane -- Kernel was too big for accompanying baggage and cargo into Sudan is not an option if you want your pet to actually live through the trip....and we found out not long after, that Sudan associated swine-flu with domestic dogs, so Jack couldn't make it either.  Long story short, I found them both a home with a retired fireman who lives on 10 acres.  My city-raised boys didn't know what hit them!  Fast forward to our return - and I go out to visit the boys....they're all very happy.  The guy who adopted them is all alone and obviously loves them (well, who wouldn't?!  My babies rock!) and we didn't want to take them away from him.  (Plus, the condo only allows you to have one baby - so it would be like Sophie's Choice....)  SOOOO, we were going to be dogless.

But obviously (since I'm bat shit crazy...focus people!) I cannot be dogless.  So we rescued a puppy from the Friends of Homeless Animals.  After approximately 2 weeks of interviews (let's just say I'm not the only bat-shit crazy dog freak around the DC area...) we brought little Dillon home. 

Okay, so those of you getting a snack - you need to come back now (did you bring me a snack?!  WTF!?  HATEFUL!)...this is new and exciting info...okay, more new than exciting and probably not really "exciting" per se, more along the lines of I'm obviously going to have to go back to work and/or outside of the house if I want to find anything exciting to ever talk about again....ANYWAY, we went camping this weekend (because I'm outdoorsey like that...and I got some new REI pants that dry within seconds, so I totally had to test them out!) and we brought Baby Dillon.  NOW, how am I so sure that I am bat shit crazy you ask??

Almost every picture I took of our camping trip is of Dillon or our friends' dogs, Dexter and Piper.  There were FOUR people on this trip.  I don't think I have 4 photos of people.  SOO, since I went to the trouble of taking 792 pictures of the dogs - I figured I should share them with you.  And yes, I do know that I am crazy. 

Whatever....

Meet Dillon....




That's Dillon's nose...



And Dillon's friends...



Just in case you wondered why it was you don't drink water right out of stream...because Dillon is still mastering the "Potty outisde" issue...he still needs some clarification...


And finally, this is Josh participating in the "Mc'Lympics" we hosted during our camping trip.  (We lost.  He sucks.)

sooo, now that we're all on the same page and I'm currently unemployed(ish) and living on my couch...and because I'm still working on my masterpiece that outlines why "The Biggest Loser" is the most addicting TV show of all time (and yet, I still want a snack when I watch it), you'll just have to content yourself with 792 pictures of Dillon.  However, don't worry.  I won't turn this into a Dillon blog. 

Pictures of my visit to Jack and Kernel are coming next week. 

17 comments:

rxBambi said...

FIRST!!!

rxBambi said...

and second. woot woot!

anyway, yay for adopting homeless babies. Dillon is sure a cutie.

I've never seen biggest loser so I don't get it. I also don't tend to snack while watching tv. unless you call wine a snack. then I do it every time.

what exactly are mclympics? sounds kinda pervy...

McGillicutty said...

THIRD... although techincally second cos Bambi's a comment hog.

Yay for Dillon.. and yay for you watching the biggest loser... i could be one.. if i got off my big fat butt once in a while.

Tiffany Harkleroad said...

This entry made me laugh because I too am a bat shit crazy dog lady. I am the one who puts t shirts on my weiner dog. Yep that's me. I am so nutso, I write 3 seperate blogs, one of which....totally devoted to my dog and cat. In which they make entries occasionally.

We went on vacation and took our dog. To a resort. It's a sickness. I swear. And I love every minute of it!

kjax said...

Dillon is a cutie.

I was kind of worried when you didn't mention running and scooping up Jack and Kernel your first day back. But I'm happy that they are happy and that you're happy they are happy. And so on and so forth.

mo.stoneskin said...

You and your dogs and your crotch. Sorry. Take 2. You and your dogs and Joe's crotch. Joe has a crotch? Take 3. You and your dogs and Josh's crotch. Thanks for that!

Your doggedy adventures crack me up.

Empress Bee (of the High Sea) said...

honey did josh sh*t an orange?

smiles, bee
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Amy said...

Ha, my dogs just arrived here in Ireland last week and I took one of them hiking this weekend and all the pictures are of him too! And I seem to talk about the dogs way more than my poor human partner who hasn't even arrived yet.

Also: there's apparently no oatmeal in Ireland. It's "porridge" and it's all runny with too much milk and they put weird stuff in it like applesauce and pumpkin seeds. I miss thick gloppy regular Quaker oatmeal with some brown sugar!

Charlene said...

OK, first of all I like Josh's shoes, pants, t-shirt and arms.

I have lots of pictures of my pets, few of my friends and none of me! That's not batshit. That's intelligent photo subject choosing. Dillon is a good dog, I can tell from the pictures.

Clark Kent's Lunchbox said...

For dogs being bat-shit crazy is okay. If it was for fish, then yeah, that's just crazy crazy.

darsden said...

uhmm what... and ... awe too cute

Captain Dumbass said...

Will Dillon guest post at some point?

blognut said...

Oh, shit! I just found out I am one of those crazy dog people.

And Dillon? Is adorable.

Connie said...

Good for you for rescuing Dillon! He's a sweetie! And I won't say anything about your dog craziness, 'cause I'm the same about our cats (who play ball, come when called, and fetch... I think we forgot to tell them they aren't dogs?).

Megan said...

wow...how long have I been gone? you're back in the states?

shit.

welcome back. and congrats on the new baby!

Tiffany Harkleroad said...

We stayed at the Wisp Resort in Deep Creek Maryland. Small fee for dogs 50 lbs and under, but well worth it. I actually blogged about the resort here if you want to check it out:

http://talltalesfromasmalltown.blogspot.com/2010/04/out-of-town-wisp.html

We were able to also take our dog to a couple of the state parks with us to hike, he had a blast!

http://talltalesfromasmalltown.blogspot.com/2010/04/out-of-town-antietam-and-harpers-ferry.html

http://talltalesfromasmalltown.blogspot.com/2010/04/out-of-town-swallow-falls-and-deep.html

I justify the whole situation by saying "at least I did not take my cat" because that would have been truly crazy!

tera said...

I'm not a crazy dog person, but I'm almost a crazy cat person (except, I think to actually qualify for that I need 17 more cats) but I do like most doggies. Most.

But - Yay Dillon! He looks like a good doggie. A good boy, yes you are!
Oh, sorry.
Maybe you can all have play dates. :)