Showing posts with label goofy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label goofy. Show all posts

October 16, 2011

You Can't Fix Stupid.


Sometimes the amount of stupid and silliness I see in him every day scares me. ;-)

June 9, 2011

Some good news ...

I emailed all of the representatives involved with HB 4717 currently and received an actual, non-automated reply from one of them: Rep. Hugh Crawford from the 38th district.


Dear Ms. ***** & Kane,

Thank you for contacting my office with your concerns about HB 4714. As the Chairman of the Regulatory Reform Committee I do not plan on taking up this legislation at this time. Your e-mail has been filed for reference purposes. Thank you again for contacting me, I appreciate you taking the time.

Sincerely,

Hugh D. Crawford
State Representative
38th District

So, that is one representative down.

Have a video of Kane to lighten the mood of this blog right now. I've called this game (creatively) "Get the ball". This gives him a run-through of some of his commands and teaches him impulse control, which is important for every dog, regardless of whether you want them to know more than a couple basic commands.


May 29, 2011

Today's picture ...


I really love my goofy boydog.
He's the best heart-dog anyone could ever ask for.

May 28, 2011

Day Seven: Could It Be?

Last night, on Ellie's 9-week birthday, she held it all night! *does cartwheels!*

She still woke up during the night and whined a bit, but she quickly settled after 2-3 minutes. That's usually my gauge for whether I have to actually roll off the couch and take her outside. If she whines longer than that, up to 5 mins or more (if I'm really tired!), I know it's Serious Business.

We'll see if that continues tonight. :-)


February 27, 2011

Kane has a thing for flip-phones ...

He thinks the sound of the phone flipping shut is The Greatest Game Ever. I didn't have my contacts in at the time, and no glasses, so there's one part where he catches a whiff of the milk bone Cecil (the dog I was house-sitting for) left by the couch, which I didn't realize was there until after Kane had begun to chow down on it. I recommend turning the sound off to avoid me giggling my fool head off.