i have a sunday routine of taking the dogs to the donut shop. i used to take paisely and she loved it, then Mr. B came along and he was too scared to get into the car, thinking i was going to take him and dump him, understandably. i continued to take paisely, so that buckley would learn that getting into the car wasnt a death sentence. now, i have created a monster, sunday morning is a circus. the dogs are running and jumping as i am trying to get shoes, robe, and a coffee. yesterday i changed up my morning routine, going into the kitchen first instead of taking a shower and the puppies thought they were going for a ride, it was chaos. i am thinking that buckley will be my ticket to getting my butt out of bed, he gets so rambunctious that it might motivate me to take him for a walk.
yesterday i received a phone call from a lady who found a weimereiner and she knew it was a family dog because it was really well taken care of, really friendly.....wait....this dog isn't black with white feet. no, thank goodness. i had to tell her that i owned a black dog that was a runner and the lady that found him while i was on vacation said the exact same thing. as i was leaving the store yesterday, the family found their dog and was getting a tag made for him. i told the family that i was glad that they found their dog, turns out he scaled a six foot fence. i told them i understood, because i had a weimereiner and if he sees a chance for freedom, he runs like a convict.
i love people who are able to see the irony in a situation. i have a very twisted sense of humor, it has probably saved my sanity many times. i still think that the boston marathon bomber old brother was run over in a stolen car driven by his brother is too ironic. i was listening to NPR about a guy who had written a book on the anatomy of murder, he does brain scans on serial killers to try and find a similarity. he had been in turkey and was attacked, while he was in the hospital he heard music from a party nearby, they were playing the beatles "a hard day night"......i love irony.
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