So, you know if you read my other blog that there was a rant about the economy. Actually, in re-reading it, it's much less political than I thought it would be when I started out. It was really just a mini-rant.
Not surprisingly, what prompted that economy rant was what psychologists call a "precipitating event:" Tony comes home yesterday and tells me that the distributors - as in food distributors - were talking about the impending food shortage. (Tony owns a bread route, he hangs with these guys every day.) Yes, you read that right - not the impending increased cost of food, but honest-to-god food shortages. While the immediate problem seems to be with grain - wheat, corn, etc. - I ask you, boys and girls: What do cows eat? And in another stellar economic move, some numnuts thought, "gee, wouldn't it be fun to tie the cost of corn to the cost of oil? Because, after all, biofuels are a growing industry and really (really) corn should be priced on the same scale as oil!" (This little tidbit came from one of my way-too-bright tutors.) So, vegetarian, carnivore, or omnivore, it would appear we're all screwed.
Yes, there's a point.
What's the first thing Tony and I worried about? Loretta's special diet. She has to eat k/d (Hill's Prescription Diet), which is low protein, low phosphorus food for dogs with renal disease. And, because Loretta eats k/d, they all eat k/d. And it's made primarily with - you guessed it - grain. So, no talking about going to Sam's or to Costco to stock up on food for us. Instead it was "how soon can we get by the vet to stock up on dog food?" Then Tony comes home with a HUGE food grade barrel so we'll have something in which to store the dog food stockpile.
Wonder what k/d tastes like? I may soon find out....
But look at this face - worth it or what?!
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
The new neighbors
Although we live on the OUTSKIRTS of town - barely anymore, but I guess technically - our new neighbors apparently think that we live in the COUNTRY! Perhaps they're just "city folk" who think that living 10 minutes away from the nearest Starbucks is a hardship...so what's this have to do with dogs? Well, Tony and I ate dinner out back last Sunday (steaks on the grill - it was Daisy's birthday, guess who got STEAK?!) and we noticed the neighbors had a couple of cages out back, with what looked like large birds in them. Parrots? But we hadn't heard anything...Too big for parakeets...maybe a cockatiel? As the afternoon progressed, we saw them laying what appeared to be vinyl way out in the back yard...finally saw what was in the cages - DUCKS! They are putting in a duck pond! I just can't imagine what the girls are going to do with ducks in the next yard! They have an adorable Boston Terrier, not sure what he will think, either. I'll keep y'all posted.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Pavlov, who? Or, who's Pavlov?
As Tony is typically up by 1am to go to work (the life of a bread man) he lets the girls out in the middle of the night for a quick pee. And, truthfully, on the mornings he does get to sleep in, they wake him up sometime between 3 and 5:30 or so, and he gets up and lets them out because it's easier for him to get back to sleep than it is for me.
But, occasionally, I am the early morning attendee to the "We gotta pee" pack. As I was this morning, around 4am. They all go out, except Daisy (she's really lazy, and I guess could hold it until the cows came home). They all come in - and go immediately go stake out the "cookie" jar. Yes, Daisy shows up, too. Too lazy to go out, but not too lazy to mooch. Apparently, whenever Tony lets them out in the middle of the night, he gives them a "good girl" treat when they come back in, just because they went out to pee! What a great life they have. I wish I got a cookie every time I pee....
But, occasionally, I am the early morning attendee to the "We gotta pee" pack. As I was this morning, around 4am. They all go out, except Daisy (she's really lazy, and I guess could hold it until the cows came home). They all come in - and go immediately go stake out the "cookie" jar. Yes, Daisy shows up, too. Too lazy to go out, but not too lazy to mooch. Apparently, whenever Tony lets them out in the middle of the night, he gives them a "good girl" treat when they come back in, just because they went out to pee! What a great life they have. I wish I got a cookie every time I pee....
Monday, April 7, 2008
Bath weekend
The first Saturday of the month is Dog Bath Weekend in the Way household. Certainly not joyfully anticipated - by any of us - but always badly needed. All of the girls are indoor dogs, and spend - MAYBE - a total of 15 - 20 hours outside a MONTH. I just don't know how they can get so dirty.
This weekend, I made the mistake of bathing Loretta first. Loretta does not like to be first, as this takes away her opportunity to be jealous of what the other dogs are doing or have. See how that works? Being second is best, because if you're second, you still get to be jealous; but if you're 3rd or 4th or 5th, then there's the chance that you're being ignored. Overlooked. Unloved. Do any of you have kids like this? LOL Anyway, Loretta pouted for the rest of the day. Next time I'll remember....
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
They missed me!
The girls have been ALL OVER ME since I "got home" from the Loren Stump class. Even though the class was here in Austin, it's a 30 minute drive both ways from my house, and we went until midnight and beyond several nights. I was able to have some time with them in the mornings, but precious little as mom was tired; at night almost no interaction. So, every minute of Sunday, and every minute I've been home since I've been a mom-magnet. Things are just starting to get back to normal so that they'll at least let me be in a different room than them for a bit. I'm actually a bit surprised that they didn't decide to be mad at me...
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