Puppies!!

They finally came. Early this morning. Thank Goodness! At least it should calm down some around my mothers house. 1 little blonde girl with white streaks, and 1 little blonde, rowdy boy, and 2 dark/black/brown puppies. They are adorable. I have no desire to bring one home, but it is fun to smooch on those wee little puppy smooshie faces. My sister is keeping her pick, a black little boy promptly named "Smoke". Then my niece begged and teared up until Grandma decided to let her keep her pick of the litter, at her house (they live next door to each other). He is the runt and was given the name Joey. Then a friend of the family came over and claimed her two. The blonde boy and wee little girl. They are now named Luke and Layla. The Eric Clapton song has been screaming in my head all night! Momma is doing wonderful and is a fantastic first time momma.

I worked today. It really isn't right that they pay me to do the job I just LOVE. I did manage to sneak some new fish into my tanks before hubby got home and caught me. He has made me swear that no new animals will come into the house. Fish don't count, right? I mean, the tank is already there, it just needs a few more fish. They always need "just a few more". I will admit, that me working in a pet store is akin to an alcoholic tending bar. Hey, I would rather have feathered and furred babies vs. the human, screaming, pooping, expensive kind. Plus, I don't go to jail for leaving a fid at home alone, but people get real squeamish if you leave the newborn in the crate several hours a day while you work.

Sorry, but I'm too exhausted at this point of the day to think if anything entertaining happened today. Hmmm...Nope. Maybe tomorrow.

She really is crazy!

My moms dog is pregnant and due at any moment. My mom decided to take the week of her dogs "due date" off so she could be home for....duhla?? birthing coach??? OB??? support?? Heck, I'm not sure, but the entire topic of conversation around my house, her house, and my sisters house is "Has Lucy had her babies?" This is where the crazy part is.....Mom is convinced that Lucy isn't having the puppies when she should just to spite her. She has finally taken to "snubbing" the dog in hopes that she will get the hint that Mom won't talk to her again until she has the puppies. What's really sad is that it seems to be working and the dog is now in active labor. Bizarre isn't it??

Lucy is a really homely chihuahua. I mean, it's not her fault, but she isn't the prettiest of all chi's I've ever met. The daddy dog is my nieces Schnorkie...Schnauzer/Yorkie mix. Now he just happens to be the cutest dog EVER! Here is hoping that the pups are at least somewhere in the middle.

OH...and before anyone flames about more unwanted dogs in the world. This wasn't planned. Lucy was SUPPOSED to be the bride of Mom's Precious Chi E, but he was too much of a sissy boy to breed her, so Frankie stepped up to the plate. Frankie wasn't suppose to, it wasn't the plan by any means, but it happened. At least Frankie had some fun...not so sure how Lucy liked the deal. The good news, there are homes anxiously awaiting the birth and eventual adoption of the puppies.

I really do hope these pups are born tonight or in the morning. They were due last week, and I really think Mom may have a bit of a nervous breakdown if they aren't here safe soon. She isn't sleeping, "In case Lucy needs her." and has completely arranged her work schedule around the imminent birth. Today she even was pouting that Lucy "wasn't even going to have those puppies". PLEASE LUCY!! FOR ALL THATS HOLEY POP THOSE PUPS OUT SO WE CAN ALL GET SOME PEACE!

Brains of a Goat

You know when your significant other does these stupid ass things and Ooopss...what you are thinking just pops out of your mouth. Today my husband was plowing our drive. "SO!" you say. Well, that would all be fine and well...if there was any freaking snow!!!! NO SNOW ANYWHERE TO BE SEEN!!!! Her Majesty and I look out the window, watching him, and I blurt out "OH MY GOD! He has the brains of a goat!!" Well, as soon as I said it I knew that Miss Thing would be repeating it to her precious Daddy. She was just so taken by the statement and I saw this glimmer in her eye. You know the kind, the "Ohhhh....I've got dirt on Mommy!" look. I guess he was "grating" or "grading" the gravel drive, I'm not sure which is correct, and he didn't know either. I know it was a mean thing to say, and as soon as it was repeated back to him, which was the absolute split second that Her Majesty saw him, I know it hurt his feelings. I feel bad that it bothered him, but this man is the king, KING I tell you , of stupid comments. He actually told me once "You look so sexy in the dark!" and couldn't figure out why I wasn't thrilled with his "compliment".
We all say those things we shouldn't, but don't really regret, don't we? By the way, the drive looks like absolute crap now and the ground is so wet and muddy under the gravel, that all he managed to do was put huge ruts in the drive from the truck tires. I stand by my statement.