Low Life's

I feel like we are a bunch of low life's over here.  Look at what the damn dogs sweet furballs did to the quilt on my bed.

I know Mr. Fox did this bit of destruction because I caught him and he came up with white fluff on his nose.  Do you know I paid a lot of money for that quilt?  UGH...  This is just one hole.  See that white blanket on top?  Well we put that one on top of the purple one so this wouldn't happen.  That white one is full of little holes and the both of those damn dogs sweet furballs have been destuffing it also.  What you don't see is the sheet we USED to keep on top of the white blanket to protect both blankets from fur.  One morning when we shook it out to make the bed there was a giant hole in the middle of it.  That's when the husband yelled, "That's it, I am never having another animal when these dogs and cats die!"  I know that sucker my sweet husband didn't mean it.  We'll always have some stray critter.  And this is why we are low life's - because my bed looks like shit and I refuse to spend money making it pretty again.  People will come over and they can think I'm a low life with a holy bed.

Spoiled

Look at this.... That's a cookie in Mr. Fox's mouth.

Here's ANOTHER cookie on the floor.

Now they BOTH felt they had to have SAME cookie - the one Mr. Fox had.  I guess it's too difficult to get the abandoned cookie from the floor? 

After Fox ate that cookie I gave Scruffy the one from the floor and this is what she did.

OMD!!! Are you kidding me???

By the way, these two were given those cookies by the husband first thing in the morning and I took these pictures at four in the afternoon.  I watched Fox in the morning taunt Scruffy with the cookie in his mouth, rubbing it on her face and trying to get her to take it.  She'd get it and then growl ferociously if he came near.  Then somehow he'd get it back and they'd do all again.  I couldn't believe they still had these things after I'd been out all day.  Do you know what this means??  I will tell you what this means.  It means I have spoiled dogs!!  So spoiled with treats that they don't think they need to eat them right away!  I mean, when someone puts cookies in front of me, I eat them.  All.  Quickly.  In 5 seconds, not 5 hours.

Helloooo!!!

I know, I know, it's been a looong time since I posted something.  Here's what we've been up to in pictures.

My mom came to visit for the whole month of March! You only get to see her feet because she will not have her face on the internet.  We took the doggies for walks and Scruffy managed to escape her martingale collar when I sent Mom & Scruffy back to the house without me and Foxy!  My poor mother screamed while Scruffy ran right back to me.

Scruffy got lovings from her grandma.

Shaggy made a nuisance of himself by laying on the kitchen table.  He only does this when grandma's here because that's where she sits and reads her book every morning.

All the animals got cozy with me.

Then my Tyger decided to join the fun.

Fox took one of usual positions on my butt.  Can you guess the general theme?  Laziness!!

Tyger fell asleep on the couch one night and was joined by the puppers. 

Easter morning came!

I let Tyger use my watch and Mr. Fox somedoggy ate it!

Shaggy got comfy with the husband.

Notice the dirty paws from trash hunting.

I crocheted this blanket for my mother.

Too much time crocheting and not enough time blogging...

Mr. Fox licked my toes as a nice Mother's Day present.  I felt loved.

I picked up the cross stitch after the blanket was done.  My brother has been waiting a long time for me to finish this thing.  Now I'm determined.

Scruffy Somedoggy chewed a hole in the feather pillow.  We woke up and thought the cat dropped a dead bird in the bed. 

Tyger turned 9 and I attempted to make him Lego cakes. 

He got the Lego he really wanted!

This was cake on his actual b'day.  The others for when his pals came over.

Poor Mr. Fox got a bath.  It was an event for him.  Poor Scruffy gets them a lot more because she gets itchy and that's what the vet said to do for her.

Scruffy is happy with her toys while laying on the bear rug.

Mr. Fox looked like a victim cute after Tyger stuck a paid sticker from the grocery store on his collar.

Last week I got stung by a bee and this is the result.  Day 2,3,4,5 clockwise from top left.  I went to the doctor only because everyone told me to and I was embarrassed thinking I wasted his time.  He gave me an epi pen just in the case next bee sting results in a much worse reaction. 

Now that I'm on summer vacation maybe I will blog more.  I am headed to NJ to see my family with Tyger for two weeks in July and we both can't wait.  Leaving the husband home with dogs and cats.  I'm sure it will be a vacation of sorts for him too.