We call Ty a horse dog because he’s such a giant, being a bullmastiff and all, so of course we assumed that he’d just love real horses. Boy were we wrong. We took him to historic downtown Fredericksburg the other day while we were running errands. First we swung by the used bookstore, where Ty sniffed the stacks of books… Read more »
The first time we took an adult Isabel to the vet, we took Jesse’s new truck. About 15 minutes down the road, she peed out the side of the carrier all over the center console. Needless to say, Jesse was not pleased. And amusingly enough (amusing, that is, if you’re Jesse and your new truck didn’t just get peed on),… Read more »
If you want Ty and Pickles to freak out with excitement, here’s the key phrase: “Wanna go for a ride in the car?” Today we went for a ride to the post office, which is always the highlight of their day. Ty jumped from the backseat right into the passenger seat, where he somehow managed to cement himself firmly, and… Read more »
Remember how I said the other day that getting rid of the litter box was going well, and that we hadn’t found any surprises? Well, we found them. I walked into the laundry room closet the other day to make sure the cats had food and to get breakfast for the dogs, and I found a massive poo and so… Read more »
He or she jumps in your lap (or on your chest) every time you sit down with a book. (Ty and Pickles) He carries your magazines around the house and digests the contents by eating them. (Ty) He eats pencils that mysteriously appear on the floor of your home office. Note: The cat may be in cahoots. (Ty, with Isabel’s… Read more »