You know how women are. They silently fight each other all day, trying to win dominance over one another. Then, out of nowhere, one of them takes a pee on the other one.
Oh wait, I meant women DOGS. Bitches, I guess, to be exact. Stella and Pixie to be precise.
I thought having small girl dogs, would mean they’d be… you know, more girlie gentle and less boy belligerent. But these two, thanks to trouble maker Pixie, wrestle and chase each other around the house. The worst part, or best, depending on how you see it, is that they dry hump each other. Or as boys like to call it, fake rape. Whichever, I thought this was something only boy dogs would do. Really.
And I’m pretty sure Stella peeing on Pixie was a mistake the other night. Just too much excitement as they wrestled around and she just couldn’t hold it in anymore. But, was it? You know how women are. They pounce, bite, snarl, yip, and hold each other down.
I was talking about the dogs, who did you think I meant?
With Joe’s parents in town, we headed out to a few ‘must see’ spots of Los Angeles. Well, must see spots to me anyway. I love taking people to The Observatory and The Getty when they come to town. Both are up high so you can see some of the beautiful views LA has to offer. Except of course on smoggy or foggy days. Which it was the day we went to The Getty. Usually you can see to the ocean, but on that day we could barely see the nearest hillside. Thankfully, our Observatory trip had offered some sun and decent views.
And we saw the first signs of autumn. We don’t get many trees that turn here, but the ones that do last for months before they lose their leaves so it’s a mini-autumn, but it seems to last forever!
Stella is so cute in a sweater, but she’ll only wear it for a few hours until she wriggles herself out.
I opened just a simple checking and savings account at a near by bank. And they sent me all these pamphlets and papers in the mail. Seriously? They couldn’t email me a link to a page on their website with all this info? They send EVERY person who opens an account this much crap? I’m not going to read it. But then, I feel I shouldn’t throw it away. So I’ll go buy another file cabinet just for my new account. Not.
Will someone PLEASE do something about this? Obama? Anyone? Bueller? Why are they giving away whole trees for opening a new account? Or maybe this is what they are doing with all the homes they obtain by foreclosure.
Joe’s parents were in town last week. They drove out from Missouri this time instead of flying so they could bring a few things along with them. Like this highboy that Joe’s Great, Great Grandfather made. Don’t you love that? He didn’t just once own it. He made it.
