Saturday, January 05, 2008


While attempting to do some blogging, I was presented with a challenge. My dog decided this was exactly when he wanted to play fetch with his new stuffed alligator toy. I tried to continue with the blogging, but I finally had to give up when I started to be concerned about the slime transferring from my fingers to the touch pad. From my living room I can throw in four entertaining directions: into the kitchen and into the dining room, both of which result in some sliding on the linoleum, and up towards the bedrooms and down into the family room, both of which result in bounding madly upon the stairs. As is typical, I tired of the sport long before Mr. Dog. Even now he is keeping one eye on me from where he is curled upon his dogbed just in case I might decide to spring up from the couch to fling the damp fleecy alligator into the air.


Coffeypot said...

You know what's fun? Put the dog on a leash and throw the toy beyond its reach and watch his butt pass his head when he comes to the end of the leash. It sounds cruel, but it works every time when Sweet Tea does it to me. She just laughs.

BerryBird said...

Mmmm, dog slime.

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

LOL! I got a large charge out of this post, lots of giggles becasue I can completely picture the whole thing.

I need soem doggy hugs.

Nicole said...

I definitely have the same problem, except with my dog it's a fleecy Moose he got for Christmas.

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

This is a hilarious post! He he hee heee heee!

for some reason on my google reader, a whole bunch of your older posts showed up as new today. Durn thing.

Sometimes when there are real new posts, they don't show up.

Hope you are feeling better.