The Prosecution Rests

Hey The Man!

Yes, Dirtbunny.

Did you go to work today?

Yes, Dirtbunny.

Did you stay at work today?

Yes, Dirtbunny.

Did you sneak home in the middle of the day?

No, Dirtbunny.

Did you sneak home in the middle of the day to take a nap on the big bed?

No, Dirtbunny.

Did you sneak home in the middle of the day to take a nap on the big bed with your good friend Crocodile?

No, Dirtbunny.

Then how do you explain.......THIS!

J'accuse!

Did you know

Kirby has just finished his Saturday-afternoon bath (I know, I know, it's Tuesday night and we made him wait and he was extra super itchy because of our laziness) and he is enjoying his post-bath rawhide, which means he's tearing around high on dog crack. And that made me think of this:


Did you know that each closet and cabinet door in your house makes a unique sound? The closet where we keep the dog food and the dog treats and the cartons of soy milk and the bottles of seltzer water and the vacuum cleaner bags sounds exactly like the closet where The Man keeps his shirts. But The Boys know the difference.



They never come running for a nice clean, crisp dress shirt.

Bunny makes a grilled cheese sandwich

.....from some of those little orange plastic individually-wrapped squares of cheese. I know it's not really cheese, and I know I could do better, but it's a guilty pleasure.

Great Grandmother's Spatula, woman! Do you realize you have cheese up there? Where's our cheese?

More about dogs and weather

We are in the middle of Tropical Storm Hanna here, or whatever. Chez Nous is west of the fall line so we don't really have hurricanes all that much, not even close to what the coastal areas get. When a hurricane comes through, we get a lot of rain and a lot of wind and some tree branches go down, and some people lose power, but we don't flood on this side of the fall line and people's houses don't have their roofs blown off unless a tree falls on it. I looked out the window a few minutes ago in the middle of a brief wind gust and got to see water flowing uphill, which was pretty cool, but then the wind changed direction and the show was over. I like a good rain and we're pretty low-risk, so I'm happy. But not everyone around here is happy:

Pobrecito! There will be no outdoor doggy fun time today. This is what happened when Bunny went outside ALONE yesterday to take a picture of knitting:

"Step aside, Young Grasshopper. I'll handle this."

Look at Tiki's little ears! Hee hee

No, he's not going to give up. He escaped from his crate once by not giving up until the crate was destroyed, and that taught him to never, ever...... ever ..... (blah blah blah) ever

[Bunny goes away for a little coffee]

ever

ever

[Bunny does the bills]

ever

ever

[you get the idea]

...ever give up. Given enough time, he probably can come through that door.