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Category Archives: The Damn Dog
I’m not safe at home… or the vet office, apparently.
So, Rumble hasn’t been feeling so hot. Nothing horrible, just a bacterial infection on his skin that has him itching and gnawing on his paws. Being the responsible (read: fretful) and sometimes overprotective (read: occasionally I will threaten passersby who … Continue reading
Woo, career change.
Wow, it’s been exactly a month since I posted, and to my Mom and the one or two other people including Jeff and myself who read this with any reguarity, I apologize profusely. Who am I kidding? My Mom definitely … Continue reading
Insomnia = I’m gonna barf
Oh God, was that a bad idea. I’m feeling so sick right now. I couldn’t get to sleep tonight. We went to bed at a relatively reasonable 11:00, but after tossing and turning for a couple of hours I finally … Continue reading
Jeff wakes up next to a seizing howler monkey. Let’s see if he spots the difference.
If you have ever known me at any level, be it in passing or as a lifelong close relative, you’ll recognize my one eternal constant. I ain’t quiet. It’s just the way things go with me- I share. A … Continue reading
Evil, evil junkies…
So, I was walking the dog yesterday morning when we were jumped by a couple of crackheads. It sounds much more dramatic than it actually was, really. We were under the overpass at Carrall St. by the time Rumble did … Continue reading
Bad poops for Rumble = insight into the Zombie Apocalypse.
I know, I know – it’s like how a parent’s life can become largely an orbit around anything and everything to do with their child. That’s how it probably seems with every second post here; all Rumble all the time, … Continue reading
He’s been fixed, really.
We hiked Rumble down to the dog park this weekend as part of his ongoing workout schedule. He’s supposed to be getting excercise, but as you can see, Rum had other ideas on how to burn calories: It’s an awkward … Continue reading
Pat Morita & Lady Gaga & A Big Thing Of Weed
I’ve mentioned before about the pot culture here in Lotus Land, and how Jeff and I only participate by our proximity to other people. We don’t really judge people who toke, it’s just that I’m wildly allergic to marijuana, and … Continue reading
Spring is in the air – as well as the smell of dirty dog.
Because of Rumble’s new exercise routine, we had to haul him out to the dog park on Nelson this morning. First thing this morning. Really early. Really. Well, it was like 9 am. Sue me, it’s the weekend. Rum always … Continue reading
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Tagged chris, christopher, dog, jeff, nelson, park, rose, Rumble, schnauzer, turner, Vancouver 3 Comments
Everybody loves a chubby puppy – except Air Canada.
Wow, sorry for the dry spell there – our hosting servers had a collective brainfart and screwed up our websites’ addresses, and nobody could find our stuff. The problems seem to have been fixed (thank you again, Mario @ Casting … Continue reading
Whoo! Positivity and beer = the road to recovery.
So it’s become apparent to me that I need to suck it up and quit kvetching about being sick. I’m actually feeling a lot better – my head’s still stuffy as hell but my throat is back to normal and … Continue reading
Our weekend in motoring and panic.
This weekend our child dog Rumble was high maintenance – literally. We took him out to North Vancouver to get his hair cut at Fetch, and Jeff got some practice for when he gets his re-licensing road test. Then today … Continue reading
Filthy dirty Jeff.
For Valentine’s day, I bought Jeff a little Olympic mascot – the hairy, fuzzy little Quatchi troll-doll looking thing. Jeff loved his gift and Quatchi is now enjoying his place of honor, dangling from the zipper on Jeff’s computer bag. … Continue reading