Filed under: The Disaster Twins | Tags: camera mishaps, puppies, The Disaster Twins
So, while I’m already on the topic of sappy dog stories…
I just realized that I’d been taking pictures for the past few days sans memory stick in the camera. Turns out you can only take about seventeen shots before all of your internal memory is completely used and your camera will barely turn on.
Ordinarily, I’d just huff back inside muttering something about why do these kind of things only happen when Spider-Husband is gone and who in the hell put the camera back on the table without a memory stick in it, but today, I found a treasure trove that was good enough to keep my passive aggressive fit all to myself…
These so cool, didn’t know we even had these, adorable shots of the two best baby Chow Shepherds in the land.
This was back in the day when the Disaster Twins could actually lay on Doggy Daddy’s coat without fear of a serious scolding.
Oh, what a difference a couple years make, eh?
They’re still just babies…just a little larger babies than they used to be.
Filed under: The Adventures, The Disaster Twins, The Family, The Yard | Tags: building a fence, dogs running free, fence
Spider-Husband and I have contemplated getting a fence ever since the first winter of Chow-Chow, where the Blonde family spent many a midnight fighting off frostbite and questioning why we thought getting dogs was a good idea while the Disaster Twins took turns circling around the yard looking for that one special spot where the serious business could be done. And, while the circling patterns have differed and the spots may have changed through the years, our fear of hypothermia and cursing through our clattering teeth has not.
But, still we have endured.
Well, until this spring, when the rest of our phase of the subdivision is being finished, including the building of a new house that sits behind our lot and will soon contain a home whose back corner is approximately six feet from our property line. ’Cause really…who needs a backyard? Thus, Spider-Husband has spent the past few weeks obtaining building permits, getting cost estimates, scheduling survey appointments, and picking out the perfect post toppers for our latest unexpected investment.
Last Friday was the big day. Spider-Husband took the day off since I was in Boston for a business trip, which is probably for the best since I’m sure I would have had a meltdown when forced to hand over the credit card to pay for the little project. And, I admit as I drove home from the Indianapolis airport, I was still a little uneasy about spending the money, worried that we’d made the wrong decision, and frustrated that we even felt like we needed a fence because of someone else’s decision to build as close to the property lines as possible.
Until…
I swear I had a hot flash of maternal pride – something like I imagine a parent must feel when they see their child doing something that makes them truly happy for the very first time.
Oh, Hal. Oh, Bard. You made Mommy’s day.
