Tuesday, January 18, 2005

MAYBE WE SHOULD HAVE GOT A GOLDFISH INSTEAD

Ok, so Anton is in Sydney* this week and I'm here on my own with only the dog for company. So I go to turn in early last night and discovered that the little blighter had vomited on the bed during the day while I was at work. Twice. She'd burrowed in under the doona and hurled on the fitted sheet. There were two big yellow patches of dried doggie vomit with chunky bits in it.

So we slept on the couch last night.

And yes, I did clean the fucking sheets, before anyone asks..... (Yeah - I'm looking at you, Gray...)

* Anton is in Sydney to pick up Dog # 2.... I tell you, sometimes I think I need my fucking head read.....

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

....lets just say that it is nice to know that you continue to share your sleeping arrangements with a creature that spews in it's own bed, eats used tampons and head butts anything!!!.....plus the fact that you will soon have 2 of them to double the damage to your house and life.....i still have yet to see why people have dogs as pets....and they say cats are bad :)

8:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

....lets just say that it is nice to know that you continue to share your sleeping arrangements with a creature that spews in it's own bed, eats used tampons and head butts anything!!!.....plus the fact that you will soon have 2 of them to double the damage to your house and life.....i still have yet to see why people have dogs as pets....and they say cats are bad :)

8:04 AM  
Blogger Lady Meerkat said...

When you own a dog it's best if you don't let them on your bed - at all

Domestic dogs descend from wolves. Only the dominant pack leaders sleep in/on elevated places. Lower members sleep closer to the ground, protecting the more valuable, dominant pack members.

You and Anton are the Alpha couple leading the 'pack' of 3. Your doggy is still a young one, and with another one on the way this is a good time to enforce this rule. It's the natural way of things after all. Teaching her the word 'no' is critical to this.

5:07 PM  
Blogger Mel said...

Ahem... It's very clear in MY household that I AM THE ALPHA DOG!!!! ;)

WOOF!

You're right though. I shudder at the thought of the bloody FOUR of us in the same bed. I'm sure there's a law against it. It's just far too WEIRD, let me tell you.....!

6:38 PM  
Blogger Disappearing Boy said...

Y'know I ran into Anton at my favourite place in the whole of Sydney ... Castle Towers shopping centre.

There I was hurrying to check the contents of our PO Boxes with a very tight schedule to drop mum off to the airport, doing my best to ignore the urge to try catch a glimpse of my hair stylist ("Belinda, Belinda, signora Belinda ... la la la" hehe), when who do I spot heading in my direction from the other side of the road but the Piccolo-Adonis himself !

Not having read anyone's blogs for a couple of days, I wasn't aware he was here to pick up another 'Manche Monster ... so for a minute I thought, being the impetuous pair you are, you'd simply cut your loses and moved back in the blink of an eye. Alas ... twasn't to be ... not yet anyway :)

7:12 AM  

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