Happy Thorsday!
Happy Thanksgiving.
My son got off irk at 1am. I was able to get up, get dressed, get him, and be back in bed by 1:40.
Nice group at the park this morning. It didn’t feel so cold even though it was 28 degrees.
Sky doesn’t like Ripple and ran up at him barking and growling. Ripple just ignored her and went along his merry way. I think that confused Sky.
One of the park guys rode the cart into the park to do his job. Cerby chased him all over the place. The guy was nice though, he drove slowly, and laughed at the dogs. Cerby ran out the main gate when he drove out. People were panicking, but I know he is not going to go far. He’s afraid of getting too far from me or my son. Echo would be a different story; she would have taken off and run forever.
He got into a barking frenzy again. I was going to leave, but instead my son got him and sat in the truck with him.
He’s been outside most of the day, and he barks too much.
Niece1 texted me around 9 and asked if we were coming down to eat at 2. A little more notice would have been a good thing. If we had known, my son could have gone to bed when he got home, and we could have skipped the park. That way my son would have gotten some sleep.
Marie Calender’s turkey dinner is much better than Hungry Man.
I have never heard of putting eggs in stuffing or dressing, and I don’t know why you would.
I have to call the vet tomorrow. Cerby is almost out of Prozac. The vet saw him while he was at daycare, but didn’t leave pills or call in a prescription. He goes in for an appointment next Friday, but he doesn’t have enough pills until then.
I want to talk aboutr weaning him off the pills anyway. He’s still a bit wild and has his frenzied moments, but he’s not bad. Other than the barking, I’m going to have to work on a few things to get him to stop.
The collar works in the house, but it doesn’t work outside too well, and definitely doesn’t work at the park. I think I’ve had only one other dog in my life that barked all the time, and at nothing. He didn’t start it though until he was old and getting senile. He’d sit in the yard and bark at nothing. The other dogs would run over to see what was going on, get confused looks on their faces, and walk away.
Like Ripple and Echo will go check out what Cerby is barking about, then look at me like wtf mom?
Nice drawing Doggio. Maybe you should start a comic strip?
I like goats, I like goats a lot.
Not so sure about the singing.
I like your new thing Ooopsie
There is a reason why my mother and father were never invited to my house. Both of them were critical. When I lived in my row house, I was having my kitchen remodeled. Everything was piled in the living room with a tiny path from the front door to the kitchen. My father yelled at me because I hadn’t vacuumed. I’m not sure where I was supposed to vacuum? I guess the tiny path?
Then when he found out I had a cat (he hated cats), he really flipped out on me.
Nope, never invited back over.
My son is pretty good around the house. Other than he likes to play Jenga with the recycling.
He is neater and cleaner than I am for the most part. Probably because he doesn’t have stuff to leave around. He has a computer
He does make me crazy when he puts things away though. Although he is much better at Freezer Tetris than I am.
Sorry for all the medical mess Susan and WetOne.
Have a good time with your mom JtC
Drive safely to all you travelers.
I know I’ve missed a bunch of stuff.
Y’all have been so chatty.
I’m just tired.
She had to get one at winco, but they’re not as good. I swear, if costco weren’t the go-to place to get decent T.P. I’d cancel my membership.
Wally*World.