Mungo was a little late on posting this one (I do wish he'd do his own computer work), but I'll have him know that not only did I plant the bulbs, the pot ghetto is cleared, the tropicals are shivering in the garage, and there's a wreath on the door. The fact that I haven't [...]
Yep. Big snore fest. Shots of Gisele Bündchen were worth opening my eyes for every once and awhile. Even Frisco thinks she's fine and he has the sexuality of a soft toy. But that was pretty much it. Evidently punting is playing these days. There's a better way. It's called hockey. Go Caps. Can't sleep [...]
It's difficult to describe this guy. On the one hand, He's hard. He's a former Gulf War infantry marine. Gruff. Pretty high tolerance for pain. He once pulled out his own tooth because he couldn't see the surgeon 'till after the weekend. No really. That happened. When He's not doing undecipherable tech stuff, He likes [...]
I could totally be a beach bum. Sand - no problem. I've got a wire coat, nothing sticks to it. Surf - I'm faster than any wave and dry off in 1.3 minutes with a stiff breeze and a towel. Babes - Well, look at me. Obviously not an issue. This weekend They [...]
Short story? Tempus fugit. Waiting for a groundhog. It's what I do. Yeah, I know - big words for a dog, but I've gotten used to using a bit of Latin when I'm hanging with Molly. She's a Corgi - probably royal bloodlines - and appreciates me for more than just [...]
Did you see that game?!?!!?!??!?!?!?!?! I can hardly dictate this to Siri. Seriously, I'm a little verklempt. It's been a long night. He and The Girl and me have been partying like The Caps never won that cup before. Oh wait. THEY HAVEN'T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, I haven't been on the planet as long as [...]
When I say ‘a bear’ I mean bear-like. Like, as big as a bear, only maybe bigger. He wanted a piece of me and he got it. That’s one mean little groundhog. Except it wasn’t little. Just making sure you’re clear on this. Now I’ve got this thing wrapped around my head, the cone [...]
Well, this is gonna be sad – Siri started crying while I was dictating drafts. Just warning you ahead of time if you don’t like that kind of thing. She doesn’t. That’s why She’s been acting like it’s just another week. Making dumb jokes about having to do all the heavy stuff in the [...]
Not content to ruin her own life with empty New Year promises, She put me on the radar last night. There I am minding my own business in front of the fire, doing the dutiful dog thing, Happy Last Day of 2017 and all that, when I hear her say, “Mungo needs to lose [...]
A Nylabone. The groundhogs I kill for this family, and THAT’s what I get for Christmas. Gotta say, pretty underwhelmed. Thinking Molly’s humans are giving her the run of Pet Smart right now and let’s face it, Frisco’s so damned spoiled he’s probably having his nails shampooed with the tears of angels while he licks [...]
