Laurie, Fudge, and Vern's Blog – May 2013 Archive (7)

First of all, before I go any further, I would like to say I love all my nieces and nephews and all of their children.  Up until this point, the only small children we have had overnight have been my niece, her husband, and their children from my side of the family.  These small children do not have any pets and their introduction to…

Fudge and Vern went to the groomer’s on Monday.  We are having company this weekend and my niece has not met Fudge or Vern and I wanted them to put their best feet forward.  Besides, Vern was green.  Over the weekend, we went to the park and Vern rolled in something and when he landed upright, his…

I am on my high horse this morning again and as often happens when I am up there; I like to make sure everyone knows why I am sitting high. I am sure many of you have read the comments the CEO of a certain clothing retailer had to say about overweight teenage girls and the “not cool” crowd.  Allegedly (see what I learned on Regis and…

I am not sure if anyone had noticed, but I was not on DK much last week and I have a very good reason.  Surely someone in the Photography group has missed my 200 daily submissions of Fudge and Vern, but maybe I am overstating my importance.  Since the cruise, Doris (Knox&Flash) and I have kept in touch and I have been encouraging…

I hate ticks and as far as I can tell, they have no real purpose in life other than to gross us out.  Last week, however, I discovered the one thing they may be useful for and that would be as an icebreaker.  Say for example I walked into a party where I didn’t know anybody and wasn’t sure how to get the conversation rolling.…

I love the weekends because the pace is different.  No one is getting up early to head off to work and I am not getting up early because I forgot to pack the someone’s lunch who heads off to work.  My dogs love when everyone is home and Vern seems to up his walk bys just to see if Dad is still in bed.…

Lately, every day I wake up, I rush to see if Rudy, who has been scrolling down the front page for some time now, has been adopted.  Every now and then, one of these stories really tugs at my heartstrings and Rudy’s story makes me very sad.  He is being rehomed at age six through no fault of his own.…