Back to Life, Back to Reality*
So we are back. We left at 9:30am our time and arrived home at 4:20pm. Not too shabby for stopping three times for Mr. Personality to go pee, and once for lunch.
We had what I will call an interesting time, the fact that my aunt has two large uncontrollable 70 pound dogs made me choose that particular descriptive term.
Can I say that I was constantly running interference with those dogs, from trying to prevent them from knocking Mr. Personality down to making sure they didn't steal his dinner out from his very hands? While at the dinner table, which should be a fairly safe place. Except it wasn't.
And I discovered I really don't like dog hair. Especially the combined dog hair of four dogs.
Combine that with the fact that the air mattress I was sleeping on was making my back complain progressively louder with each passing night, and you have the makings of a three day trip rather than a four day trip.
But, it was nice to see my family, we love them dearly.
Despite the dogs.
*A thousand points for the person who can name the group who sang this song
We had what I will call an interesting time, the fact that my aunt has two large uncontrollable 70 pound dogs made me choose that particular descriptive term.
Can I say that I was constantly running interference with those dogs, from trying to prevent them from knocking Mr. Personality down to making sure they didn't steal his dinner out from his very hands? While at the dinner table, which should be a fairly safe place. Except it wasn't.
And I discovered I really don't like dog hair. Especially the combined dog hair of four dogs.
Combine that with the fact that the air mattress I was sleeping on was making my back complain progressively louder with each passing night, and you have the makings of a three day trip rather than a four day trip.
But, it was nice to see my family, we love them dearly.
Despite the dogs.
*A thousand points for the person who can name the group who sang this song
Comments
It's funny too that there are lots of blogs with entries with that same title.
Welcome home.
Welcome back!
Too bad their dogs aren't as well behaved as mine. Whenever we sit to eat, she goes in the other room. Good girl. But still, the house is covered with hair. Sigh.
Congratulations, Liz, you now have a thousand points.
Except it's kind of like "Whose Line Is It Anyway" where the points don't really count for anything.
I concur with eb. Googling negates the victory, despite the points being meaningless!
A dog of any weight that has not been taught the rules of polite living is nightmarish, especially the stealing food from humans part. Knocking toddlers over kinda goes with the territory if you are a 70 pound dog though. Poor Mr. Personality.
As to the hair... well... I hate it too, but I love my dogs enough to endure it. :)
Suzanne
Oh, and I totally thought Soul 2 Soul, see how lame I am? But googling--no fair!
In reguards to the text mess, Have you seen the language they use. I can't understand a single word of it. (sounds like my dad about my yaya music)