Monday, December 15, 2003
PARTY DOG
In compensation for giving Franklin a lick and a promise for his first birthday (actually HE licked and we promised), we took him to one of his best places today in the very best way that we could take him: In the Jeep to PetSmart!
He loves PetSmart--the smells, the other dogs, the attentive people (overly attentive from his Dads' view), the toys, the treats!
He 'gets' that we are going there about a half mile from the store--there are signposts: the desert changes, you can SEE the store, and we are obviously changing our mood (he is a great observer and responder to mood--and our mood in this case is the mental prep for the puppy explosion that is about to occur) so he starts to salivate, fidget and breathe heavily --pant.
By the time we arrive he is NUTS! GONZO! So much so that today he jumped out the back hatch without the usual sit and stay observance (which got him a sharp slap on the butt). He lunges for the door ("HEEL-goddamit") and strains at the leash; this never occurs in any other phase of his life except maybe going into the groomers--the second best place to go--in the jeep. Once he is in the doors, he just relaxes and starts to 'smells the roses'; he llooks around and actually saunters through the aisle as we shop; stopping here and there and occasionally trying something out. Those PetSmart people are 'smart' about what to put on the lower shelves!
He got a birthday present--a new soy protein 'bone'--which looks like it will work as nothing else has. Franklin classes out as an 'aggressive chewer' and he can shave a soft nylabone down to its constituent parts in a quarter hour. I stand by with a bag to pick up all pieces over 1/4 inch ("DO NOT ALLOW UNSUPERVISED CHEWING"). Well I did it once. This one--the soy protien lasted an hour and is still mostly intact and no pieces and he loves it. What else could we want?
We also bought a few Christmas trinkets.
A notable quote from our friend Randy. "When I was a kid I thought Christmas was for adults. When I got older I thought Christmas was for children. Now I think Christmas is a time for dogs."
Randy is Franklin's DogFather (reverse the first three letters to get the idea) and so what he says goes. The dog is gettin' all the stuff under the tree!
HOT LINKS
Now we learn to create a link.
Let's try it. Of course, you cannot see what I am doing but you will see the result.
Every day I look at this site: THE BOROWITZ REPORT
Did it work?
Yes it did.
Two good things just happened. Soon all my links will be clickably HOT and YOU now have a source of daily pleasure and sometimes, even, LOL Falling on the FLO-ha-OO-heh heh-OOOOOORRRR happiness. Well, if you like this kind of humor. Borowitz.
In compensation for giving Franklin a lick and a promise for his first birthday (actually HE licked and we promised), we took him to one of his best places today in the very best way that we could take him: In the Jeep to PetSmart!
He loves PetSmart--the smells, the other dogs, the attentive people (overly attentive from his Dads' view), the toys, the treats!
He 'gets' that we are going there about a half mile from the store--there are signposts: the desert changes, you can SEE the store, and we are obviously changing our mood (he is a great observer and responder to mood--and our mood in this case is the mental prep for the puppy explosion that is about to occur) so he starts to salivate, fidget and breathe heavily --pant.
By the time we arrive he is NUTS! GONZO! So much so that today he jumped out the back hatch without the usual sit and stay observance (which got him a sharp slap on the butt). He lunges for the door ("HEEL-goddamit") and strains at the leash; this never occurs in any other phase of his life except maybe going into the groomers--the second best place to go--in the jeep. Once he is in the doors, he just relaxes and starts to 'smells the roses'; he llooks around and actually saunters through the aisle as we shop; stopping here and there and occasionally trying something out. Those PetSmart people are 'smart' about what to put on the lower shelves!
He got a birthday present--a new soy protein 'bone'--which looks like it will work as nothing else has. Franklin classes out as an 'aggressive chewer' and he can shave a soft nylabone down to its constituent parts in a quarter hour. I stand by with a bag to pick up all pieces over 1/4 inch ("DO NOT ALLOW UNSUPERVISED CHEWING"). Well I did it once. This one--the soy protien lasted an hour and is still mostly intact and no pieces and he loves it. What else could we want?
We also bought a few Christmas trinkets.
A notable quote from our friend Randy. "When I was a kid I thought Christmas was for adults. When I got older I thought Christmas was for children. Now I think Christmas is a time for dogs."
Randy is Franklin's DogFather (reverse the first three letters to get the idea) and so what he says goes. The dog is gettin' all the stuff under the tree!
HOT LINKS
Now we learn to create a link.
Let's try it. Of course, you cannot see what I am doing but you will see the result.
Every day I look at this site: THE BOROWITZ REPORT
Did it work?
Yes it did.
Two good things just happened. Soon all my links will be clickably HOT and YOU now have a source of daily pleasure and sometimes, even, LOL Falling on the FLO-ha-OO-heh heh-OOOOOORRRR happiness. Well, if you like this kind of humor. Borowitz.
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