2007/11/12 13:41
The Trouble with Tribbles
Since the baby came along, I guess I don't pet Kucha as much as I used to. At least that's what the evidence would suggest.
left: coffee cup; right: EXTREME DANDER BALL OF DEATH
While Avery was having fun in her exer-saucer this afternoon, the big dog came over for some snuggles, so I took the opportunity to give her a full-on rubdown. And this was my party favor, I suppose; my thanks for the first full-body massage Kucha's gotten in at least a few weeks. In the interest of full disclosure, she's still losing her summer coat, but jeez, I've seen entire dogs smaller than this. And this was just from one side of the dog.
You almost hate to throw something like this away. It's the kind of thing that demands a shrine, a testament to what one canine can produce when she puts her mind to it. Visitors should come from miles around to sing Kucha's praises and leave flowers and wishes that the Extreme Dander Ball of Death might, in its benevolence and generosity, grant to future generations.
Actually, that sounds like a lot of work. Excuse me while I go get the vacuum.
While Avery was having fun in her exer-saucer this afternoon, the big dog came over for some snuggles, so I took the opportunity to give her a full-on rubdown. And this was my party favor, I suppose; my thanks for the first full-body massage Kucha's gotten in at least a few weeks. In the interest of full disclosure, she's still losing her summer coat, but jeez, I've seen entire dogs smaller than this. And this was just from one side of the dog.
You almost hate to throw something like this away. It's the kind of thing that demands a shrine, a testament to what one canine can produce when she puts her mind to it. Visitors should come from miles around to sing Kucha's praises and leave flowers and wishes that the Extreme Dander Ball of Death might, in its benevolence and generosity, grant to future generations.
Actually, that sounds like a lot of work. Excuse me while I go get the vacuum.
