First awesome result: Toby is dead. I guess that C daughter finally decided leaving an old sick dog alone in a condo while he starved to death and his eyes festered just wasn't worth it. Imagine that. He was brought in Thursday morning and that was that. I don't know if this sounds cold but I am so relieved. I was tortured by the thought of him in that condo waiting for his weekly feeding supplied by someone that seethed hatred at him. I would rather a creature dead than treated like that.
Second awesome result: Mr. F has been practicing his smoking. We found an eye of round for a slamming deal and then he showed off his smoky goodness Friday night. Needless to say, it turned out scrumptious. Smoky juicy goodness in our mouths. Since the meat took SIX FREAKING HOURS to cook I went and grabbed the camera! Blogalicious! I can't decide what my favorite part of the first picture is, Jim's ass or the crocodile dundee hat. I love that hat. Kangaroos? Not so much.
Third awesome result: The back alleys have proved their worth yet again! We did a little looksee at the maps.google satellite view and back alley heaven baby! We planned out one of our little jaunts and while we were enjoying our divine passageway what did I spy with my little eye? A little plant, thrown to the side like he was just one more piece of garbage to be swallowed up by the unforgiving back alleys. Needless to say, I intervened on his behalf and planted him safe and sound between our two texas sage bushes on the front walkway.
Fourth awesome result: Speaking of plants. We were walking the "kids"
Side Note: This should be an awesome result but I dig on side notes something fierce so... Mr. F referred to James and Tabitha as "the kids" the other day. I don't know why it got to me so much. Could it be because I am a total softy and I am crazy wild about JimmyT and the Tabster? Probably. Whatever. It counts as awesome. Live with it.
the other evening and passed by a nursery. Well, there was the coolest tree out front. Nothing big but it had these delicate purple flowers that smelled terrific. As I was commenting about how great one of those trees would look out front Mr. F spotted the seed pods hanging from the branches. I pocketed some and planted them once home. If these little guys come up I am going to be beside myself with glee. If I ever figure out what it's called, you'll be the first to know.
Fifth awesome result: I started working with my first dangerously fear aggressive dog today. This little guy has been through the wringer. First I would like to thank all the groomers before me that not only pushed him to the point of biting, but then backed off once the dirty deed was done thus showing him how well biting works. No wait, that's second. My initial thanks would absolutely have to go to the groomer(s) that tortured this poor guy until he was an extremely violent panicking, biting, shitting hysterical mess. He's a miniature poodle. When's the last time you wanted to honestly put the boots to a poodle? Don't get me wrong here, they can be very annoying. Sometimes when they're being annoying I can visualize them as fuzzy footballs and the comic strip in my head has me doing very bad things to them. However, this is a comic strip in my head and it stays there. Beating up dogs that resemble stuffed animals isn't that much of a challenge you know? There's no wit spar to be had. Well, whatever, I guess sometimes you just have to slam a poodle around to feel like you're keeping control of the situation. This traumatized poodle is not fucking around. Once he proved he wasn't bluffing, I actually had to use a muzzle. I rarely use muzzles. It was cool though because he welcomed it. Actually pushed his face into it. He doesn't want to bite, that much is clear. I see this as promising. The beginning of the session was not very promising. He was totally losing it and I was just going about my business pretending I am a lotus flower. Lotus flowers never lose their cool. By the end, he was no longer lunging or trying to get me through the muzzle. Progress? I am going to be the only one working with this dog, so we'll have to wait and see. Although, I am the only one because he has been kicked out of every other grooming facility in this area. Google it. That's a lot of grooming shops. A poodle!! AH HA!!
Sixth awesome result: We are leaving for Boston Tuesday night!!! We'll be driving and this is going to be the best road trip EVER! I will be bringing my camera and I might even blog it. Might! That's funny.
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