Wednesday, July 27, 2011

For Furfolks Eyes Only #2

Remember, these are for Furfolks only. Frankie says so!!

See? they can't even figure out how to work the stupid monster when they are trying to use it on themselves!


Can you believe she left the house like this? We didn't see her, but our good friend Whitney took this of Mom.

This was Mom's solution to keeping the curtains closed at our old old house.

haha! If Dad sees this, he'll make us take it down.

Monday, July 25, 2011

For Furfolks Eyes Only

So, Frankie had this GREAT idea!! And, here are some of our pawrents embarrassing photos:

Notice, Mom has on her pajamas and Dad has on shorts. Pajamas?! Really? And, Dad, you couldn't at least put on some pants?

This is Mom's car. (It's fixed now, BUTT it took her forever to fix it AND at first she was too cheap to fix it and decided to just stick the light back in whenever it would pop out... until it FLEW off the car one day on the interstate never to be seen again. Yeah, Mom, if you'd just taken it in they could have fixed it instead of replacing it and the wiring which also ripped out when the light flew away. Way to go.)

What a nice face, Mom. I mean, all I wanted to do was kiss you.
Nice face, Dad. lol

Again, nice face Dad. lol (and kinda close, Mom)

Wow. Do you see what we're dealing with? 

ps- We will add more tomorrow. We're in search of our other camera card. 

You Know You're a Dog Person If...

This is more for your pawrents than for you... but Mom read these to us last night and we laughed and laughed... so we decided to copy them on to here. You should check out this site! It's so neat!

  • Nobody's feet are allowed on the furniture, but your dogs are welcome to sleep on any piece they choose 

  • It takes an entirely separate garbage can to handle the poop

  • All kinds of things around the house are in need of repair, but the injured dog you rescued by the side of the road requires immediate surgery and out comes the checkbook

  • You and your family haven't had your annual check up in two years, but the dogs are all medically up to date 

  • You start barking at your children to "Sit! Stay!"

  • You're more concerned with the dogs' needs than your own when the budget gets tight 

  • At least three of your five weeks vacation are scheduled around grooming, vaccinations and dental cleaning...all for the dogs!

  • Dog crates double as chairs and/or tables in your family room

  • You can only remember people by associating them with their dog

  • Overnight guests (who share your bed) are offended by having to sleep with you and the dog(s)

  • You snuggle closer to the dog than the person with whom you are sleeping 

  • You decide to downsize from a huge house in the city to an average country cottage with lots of land in order to build the kennel of your dreams

  • You spend more time looking through mail order catalogues for dog supplies than for Victoria's Secret nighties or Miles Kimball gadgets 

  • All your social activities revolve around other dog people 

  • Your voice is recognized by your vet's receptionist 

  • Everyone at the office is eager to know if the dogs are all right because you were late for the meeting 

  • The whereabouts of all your important legal and personal documents escapes you, yet you know precisely where to locate the file that includes all the vet records, breed papers and registration 

  • Your trunk has an emergency food kit for any strays you might come across

  • The majority of your charitable contributions go to animal organizations 

  • To win a precious $.75 show ribbon, you think nothing to forking out hundreds of dollars to board/pet sit the other dogs, pay for entry fees, gas, accommodations and meals

  • You no longer have to buy extra large garbage bags, because the empty, 40 pound dog food bags work just as well

  • Complete strangers call you on the phone to ask questions because they heard you were a" dog person"

  • Your mom calls and asks how the granddogs are 

  • Every gift you ever get has something to do with dogs 

  • Your cookie jar has never seen the likes of people cookies

  • You rip up the carpet and lay tile to make clean up so much easier 

  • Your children (wife, husband, etc.) complain that you always take more pictures of the dog than you do of them

  • While proudly showing off your family album, your guest asks, "Isn't there anyone else in your family besides the dog?" 

  • Any conversation you're having is effortlessly directed back to the topic of dogs 

  • Your first concern when planning a vacation is whether or not the hotel will take pets

  • You politely bow out of an important social engagement so you can attend a dog show

  • The number one priority when buying a new house is the size and landscape of the backyard

  • The only (or at least first) forum you log onto is the animal forum

  • You describe your children as having temperaments rather than personalities

  • The cost of boarding your furkids equals that of your entire vacation

  • Your dog decides he doesn't like someone and you tend to agree

  • All your non-dog friends know to dress down when visiting your house

  • Your friends know which chair not to sit in

  • First time visitors wonder aloud: "Do you smell something?" and you really don't

  • You become the family dog kennel for all your relatives

  • You don't think twice about sitting on the floor because both the couch and the chair are completely dog full 

  • Your desk proudly displays your canine family

  • All dates must pass your dog's inspection

  • The first question you ask when on a date is: "So, do you like animals?"

  • You buy a bigger bed that will comfortably sleep six

  • You break down and buy another pillow so you can have one to sleep on 

  • More than half your grocery money goes to dog food and treats 

  • You buy a mini-van to give them all enough travel room

  • Your carpeting matches the color of your dog-purposely

  • The thought of changing a baby's diaper makes you swoon, but you can pick up dog poop barehanded, if necessary, without batting an eye 

  • You send out especially-made holiday cards that feature you and the dogs

  • Your spouse issues the ultimatum: "It's them or me!" and you have no problem pointing out the suitcase

  • You readily allow your dogs to give you slobbery kisses, but you don't dare wipe a toddler's nose 

  • Onlookers grimace at the sight of you sharing your sandwich with your four-legged pal, bite for bite 

  • Your dog has the best birthday party over and above any kid in the entire neighborhood

  • Your dogs eat only the most nutritionally sound food, while your favorite meal is mac'n cheese 

  • You've traced your dog's family tree further than you have your own

  • You're more familiar with dog laws than you are with people laws

  • You stagger your dog magazine subscriptions to make sure you'll receive one every week

  • Your vet's office number is the first one on your speed dial list, his home is number two 

  • One of your vet files is labeled "Other"

  • Your vet takes a few extra courses just to keep up with your breed's assorted ailments

  • Your file is the only one that remains in the "IN" box at the vet's office

  • Your file rivals War And Peace

  • You can't remember family birthdays and anniversaries, but you can rattle off a six generation pedigree with birthdates, health data and coat colors at the drop of a hat

  • You have *two* dog doors between the house and the fenced yard, so the doggies can run circles, half inside, half outside

  • You rush to get home from work in time to get some of what your spouse is fixing for the dogs, since s/he doesn't cook for you

  • You've just spent $60 on groceries and realize none of it is for yourself

  • Anyone can look at your (pick all that apply) --- T-shirt - sweatshirt - coffee mug - keychain - beach towel - cooking apron - couch throw - tote bag - computer screen saver/wallpaper/mousepad/wristpad/monitor frame - gift wrapping paper - photographic displays - calendars - refrigerator magnets - weather vane - door mat - bumper stickers - umbrella - Christmas sweater - socks - embroidery project - child's collection of stuffed animals - sheets and bedspread - checks - checkbook covers - throw pillows - Home Pages --- and know immediately that you are a dog lover, AND probably what particular breed you favor

  • Your bedspread doesn't have to coordinate with the bedroom, as it's always covered with a sheet for the dogs, anyway. Ditto for the couches

  • The family's eye doctor is located in town, but the dog's ophthalmologist is located a two-hour drive away

  • Your medications are available at the drug store down the block, but your dog's medication has to be ordered from and shipped by a specialist

  • It's easier to get a hairdresser's appointment for yourself than it is to get one for your dog

  • Dog hair in food is just another spice

  • Your dogs have their own Christmas card and gift list -- and they receive cards and gifts in return

  • Your dogs have their own Christmas tree -- and it's so full of ornaments that they need a larger one

  • The part of your will dealing with your dogs is longer than any other part

  • The guardians of your dogs will receive a larger amount of insurance policy money than will all other members of your family, combined

  • The instructions to the dog kennel are longer than the instructions to the house sitter

  • Your personal library is heavy on dog books -- and so is the library for which you order books

  • Your favorite month is April - National Dog Appreciation Month! 

  • Your dogs have a larger wardrobe of holiday-related bandanas than you do

  • You hate to go to the grocery store for people food, but when the dog treats are gone, off you go with no hesitation, even at the busiest time

  • You have three Home Pages -- all of them dealing with your dogs, your friends' dogs, your dogs' friends, etc.

  • The most exciting times on vacations, no matter where in the world you go, is when you get to pet a dog (a "canine fix")

  • Most of your vacation pictures are of dogs around the world

  • The largest display of collectibles in the house is dog stuff -- plates, photos, cards, etc.

  • Kiss your dog more than 10 times per greeting

  • Introduce your dog to the photographer and ask would you like to kiss fido also

  • Cut your vacations to 3 day weekends only

  • Call long distance and talk with your dog

  • Order 250 Xmas photos of just the dog, no family in photos

  • Order 5x7 photos of the kids and order 16 x20 of SPOT

  • Your Mother's Day (birthday, anniversary, etc.) present is a puppy

  • The only time you use your camper is for dog shows

  • The part of the backyard you finish first is the dog run

  • You spend more time on the computer dealing with "dog stuff" than "other stuff" 

  • Your "Welcome" sign has a dog on it

  • Your e-mail address is your kennel name

  • You have a kiddy wading pool in the yard, but no small children

  • Lintwheels are on your shopping list every week

  • You have baby gates permanently installed at strategic places around the house, but no babies

  • The trash can is more or less permanently installed in the kitchen sink, to keep the dog out of it while you're at work.

  • You can't see out the passenger side of the windshield because there are nose-prints all over the inside

  • Poop has become a source of conversation for you and your significant other

  • Your dog sleeps with you

  • You have 32 different names for your dog. Most make no sense, but the dog understands them all

  • You like people who like your dog. You despise people who don't

  • You carry dog biscuits in your purse or pocket at all times

  • You talk about your dog the way other people talk about their kid

  • You put an extra blanket on the bed so your dog is more comfortable
    Author Unknown 

    ps- We highlighted the ones that remind us of our Mom and/or Dad haha!! 
  • Sunday, July 24, 2011

    Jesus is Watching You

    A thief walks into a house at night and shines his flashlight around. He immediately spots a stereo. As soon as he reaches it he hears a voice behind him say, "Jesus is watching you." He quickly shut his flashlight off thinking at first that someone had caught him, then after nothing happened, decided that he was hearing things and promised himself a vacation as soon as he made his next big robbery. He turned the flashlight back on and started to unhook the stereo. He heard it again. It said, "Jesus is watching you." He turned around to see a parrot in a cage.

    "Did you say that?" he asked.

    "Yeah" the parrot replied. "I was just trying to warn you."

    "Shut up bird!" the thief told him.

    "My name is Moses. Not 'Bird'," said the parrot.

    "What kind of people would name a parrot 'Moses'?" the thief wanted to know.

    "The same kind of people that would name a Rotweiler 'Jesus'."
    Author Unknown 

    Saturday, July 23, 2011

    Jibberish Needs US!

    Our furiends at Jibberish need our help! There are sick Doxies and they needs thoughts, prayers, power of the paw, and some moo-lah if you can spare it! Go on over and check them out, puh-leese!!

    We Met Someone Awesome!

    Actually, we met two awesome someones! We FINALLY met our Meme and Papa. They are our great grandparents. Can you believe we haven't ever met them? Our Mom and Dad always go to visit them, but this time they went and got them and brought them to us! Yay!!!
    Here I am hogging all of the attention!

    Here's me again hogging all of the attention! (Notice Milly. We got new toys and she was being psycho about her new toy and didn't want me to get near it! hahaha!)

    Milly protecting her toy.

    Me... thinking Milly is a loser. lol

    ps- Papa turns 90 soon! That is very old me me. I am only 4. 

    Monday, July 18, 2011

    "Fish Fam"

    "Fish fam". What's that, you ask? Well, that's what we are. We're a "fish fam" which is short for "official family". You see, our parents are backwards and they got us and then got married. So, at first we lived with one or the other of them and then we became a "fish fam" later. So, today makes it two years that we have been a "fish fam". Today is our Happy Fish Fam day!

    Happy Fish Fam day to us and Happy Anniversary to our parents! We're glad to be a part of the fish fam and we're glad you made it fish.

    ps- For all of you wondering, we do not eat fish on fish fam day. We actually don't really eat fish. Ever. Well, Mom does sometimes but that's a different story. Dad only likes fish in the form of sticks. Mom says that's gross... again, different story.

    Saturday, July 16, 2011

    We Got a Package!!

    We got a package from Weenie! He sent us some awesome stuff!!
    He's so dreamy.... ;)

    Here's me checking out the package and Dad explaining that it's for US!! :)

    Get some scissors, Dad!!

    Hurry up!!

    Holy COW!!!!

    We each grabbed a pink dog and ran to the couch!!
    (Mil promptly de-stuffed her pink dog haha!)

    Here's some more of our pressies!!

    Notice the visors! Weenie must have known that we LOVE Gamecocks, which means we LOVE Steve Spurrier, which means we LOVE visors! :) Yay!!

    Thanks, Weenie and Mona and Mama Sarah! We love our pressies!!

    Wednesday, July 13, 2011

    We Forgot!!

    Actually, we did not forget. Milly says an elephant never forgets. I'm not sure if she's calling me fat or her fat or neither and just pointing that out... but whatever. So, nearly a month ago, June 20th, was our "gotcha day". We don't make a big deal of it because we know our actual birthday and that's the day we celebrate (which is April 9th).
    But, anyhow, it's been 4 years now (on June 20th it was at least) that we have lived with Mom and/or Dad. 2 years with both and 2 bouncing from house to house! haha! Anyhow, 4 years is a long time. When we met Mom we were little tiny babies and it was raining. Our doggy parents' people parents brought us to our parents. Our Mom says we were the cutest things ever! She just squealed and squealed. When we met Dad later that same day we waddled up the driveway and he squealed and squealed too. I'm sure he'll say he didn't "squeal", but he did.

    There we were... before we left our brother and came to live with Mom and Dad.

    More puppy pictures to squeal at.

    So, Happy LATE Gotcha Day to us. hahaha!!

    Friday, July 8, 2011

    They Call Me Mil Plop

    They call me Mil Plop (or MaMil Plopper Girl).

    Tuesday, July 5, 2011

    Let's Just say

    I, Shelby, do NOT do fireworks.

    I thought we were all goin' down last night!

    Holy cow!

    Did they come through your roof? Your walls? They didn't come through ours, but I really thought we were in trouble!

    Happy 4th?

    We say Happy 5th of July!!! :)