New Life and the Beginning of the End

You've probably already thought to yourself, "Hmmm.......her titles are usually wittier than this??" I hate to be the one to tell you, but this isn't the blogger you've come to know and love - it is her lesser half. I can't believe the pace she has been keeping with this and after watching over her shoulder all this time, I figured I'd give her a break and take a shot at it myself(that's the Beginning of the End I refer to in the title - I'm a little juvenile (take a peek at my favorite video of late - Weeeee!!!!!!!) and the anonymity of blogging might be more than I can handle - hehehe - sorry sweetie!) For her sake and yours, I'll try to be serious for a while before I go off the deep end. (after her Fred Sanford impersonation) is acting more like herself these days. I'd say that even as late as tuesday morning she was more like Lil' 7/8ths Dead. E tried and tried to get her to eat something, but she wasn't having it. We're talking about hot dogs, wet dog food, cheese, yogurt, tuna, scrambled eggs, ham, cottage cheese.............I mean, this is a dog that eats pens - for her to not be interested in these delicacies she usually only dreams about was a BIG deal. E kept after it and yesterday she got her to eat some turkey! After that it was raw hamburger - she was on a roll and was getting less and less wobbly by the minute. I don't remember if E blogged about our having to put diapers on LHD, as she had lost all control of bodily functions, but she even seemed ready to not have to suffer through the humiliation of pink huggies anymore. I think we were a little ambitious on taking her off that program as evidenced by the "presents" we found upon returning home from dinner tonight - oh well, we're just happy she's feeling better. Probably the best sign that she is getting better is that she has returned to reading her favorite magazine ( Cycle Sport ) with Left Eye. They still can't believe that Davide Rebellin won his own version of the triple crown; Amstel Gold, Fleche Wallonne and Liege-Bastogne-Liege. ( I keep on trying to tell E that these two are responsible for all the bike gear that keeps showing up in the mail, but I don't think she's falling for it!). This is a guy that hasn't won a race in 7 years. Unreal.

The latest dramas around the bungalow have revolved around the beasties both inside and out. Quick updates - Lil' Half Dead

The other update is the "New Life" title reference about the new boarders on the front porch. Thought we lost the photo of the little robins just after they hatched, just turned out that the photo was real fuzzy and you could hardly tell what it was. Here it is anyway - they look more like aliens than anything else. They have grown a ton and I wanted to get another picture today. I didn't want to climb the pillar like I have been doing, because I thought they might be big enough to jump out of the nest now and I didn't want to get that close. Instead, I got a two step ladder and set it on the edge of the porch landing and stood on that to get the photo. Got up there and realized the batterries in the camera were dead - damn! Climbing down off the ladder, the leg slipped off the edge of the porch and I went ass over tea kettle after it. When falling face first, aproximately four feet onto brick steps, isn't everyone's initial reaction, "I've got to save the camera!!!!" ? Yeah................ Anyway, I lived and so did the camera and the only silver lining is that no one saw my oh so graceful dismount. You know how they say laughter is sometimes the best medicine?? Lil' Half Dead and Left Eye were waiting for me at the front door and LHD seemed MUCH better after having watched this episode transpire. Glad I could help. Anyway, got new batterries in the camera and it was back up on the ladder. Did I mention that I am a little slow on the uptake?? This was important though - I knew that you NEEDED to see the picture of our juvenile, regurgitated worm chuggers. In the alien stage, they would all perk up and crane their necks, mouths wide open, thinking I was Mom coming home to puke worm guts down their gaping maws. This time though, they all hunkered down and got real quiet. I think it was because they were scared of me, but it may have also been the quiet that occurrs right after the people laughing at someone realize that that person is looking over at them.................... "Did you see how hard that dumbass fell!! The look on his face was priceless......wait, shutup, he's coming back, everyone act cool......hmmphh....hmpphh" Laugh all you want gang, I'm just happy to have the chance to see you grow up.

Comments

[SAJ]

Those are the cutest little juvenile, regurgitated worm chuggers I've ever seen!

[maryse]

are LHD and Left Eye fans of the Tour de France?

i'm glad to hear your doggie is feeling better.