While out galavanting, we came across a sale on dog toys. Mom bought Oscar (Morgana is above toy playing) a fish and a beaver and a mousy thing. Well... the fish and the beaver? They are the BEST. He's stressed right out that anyone is going to touch his stuff! He, in typical weiner fashion, is on full tilt, with whining and barking and hiding of toys. He brings them out to SHOW you, but please, for the love of Dog, don't TOUCH. He will lose his marbles.
So this morning, first thing after his morning pee, he starts playing with his toys and whining. So I grab the camera. He sees me coming and realizes that his toys are in mortal danger, and he RACES under the bed with them. An entire photo album of me snapping pics and chortling merrily ensues. But I won't bore you with all of them, just my two favourites.
Note the beaver, tits up in the corner.
This one is priceless. He is SO not impressed with me!
Ahh, weiner frivolity. He does make me laugh.
The other night I had the bestest dinner. I took a pic, but forgot it was on the camera. I was going to delete it, but then decided that you needed to see this glorious plate of goodness.
That there is a buffalo burger, with a spinach salad and a side of pretzels. So freakin good!
Today for lunch, mummy and I are heading up to Silverhouse for some chinese food. This means ridiculous amounts of sodium and calories, so I balanced out my breakfast to be filling, delicious, and low in calories. A quarter cup of egg white with 5 grams of blue cheese, and six strawberries, halved. Served with a glass of milk and the vitamins.
Mummy goes home today, and I'll miss her. I'm so glad I got time with her. I really do enjoy her company, and who she is. I love learning more and more about her, and where she comes from, and why I am the way I am.
I guess I should explain that... this is my birth mother that I found ten years ago. And when I found her it explained a whole lot about who I am and why I am the way I am. Genetics plays an amazing role in our makeup. You don't realize it until you meet someone who you carry their genes, and you were not raised with, and then SEE the similarities. It's rather crazy, and it used to really creep my sister out... lol.
Okay, folks... thanks for reading. Have yourself an amazingly wonderful Friday.