Posted on Jan 27th, 2010 in
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Guess what my father and my dog have in common? If you said that they are both alcoholics, well, you’re close.
If you said they both have back problems, you would be closer. After all, Friday is a daschund and my father is a dentist, both of which are prone to back issues.
But if you said they are both diabetic, well then, give yourself a pat on the back because you win the Kewpie doll.
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Posted on Oct 1st, 2009 in
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Ahh, Daschunds, the lovable, goofy, just plain bizarre-looking wiener dog.
My wife and I adopted a wiener-pup over five years ago. We were told he was a tweenie, not quite a mini, up to 7 pounds, but not a massive standard dog, either. But the breeder was wrong. Our dog Friday is a beast.
To read the whole post and see some adorable pictures of Friday through th years, click over to the Lighter Side.
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Today is the family edition. Enjoy:
Two year and three months ago, it was just me and my wife. And our daschund Friday. That was it. That was our world. And today? A real family. 2 children, a son and daughter. Its all pretty bizarre. For two years, it was just my son. And now… when I get home from work, I see Nathan in his high chair eating, and I’m reminded that I am a father. ...
Todays thoughts:
Has anyone seen this new Cornpops commercial? A female cornpop is in the shower and her phone begins to ring… the whole thing is set up like a horror movie. At the end, her doorbell rings, and when she opens it, there are zombie milkmen, yes zombie milkmen, lurching towards her ready to eat her. Bizarre and disturbing. I wonder who this commercial is aimed at.
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Posted on Aug 11th, 2009 in
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My dog is an idiot. There, I said it. I love him, but he has no regard for his own safety.
We have a slight ant problem right now. it’s that time of year. Not big ants, just the tiny ones, but they are there nonetheless. So I went out and bought some run of the mill ant traps and dropped them in the areas where the little buggers were at their greatest concentrations. One was behind the couch, the...