Today on my daily Golden Retriever calendar is the following quote:
“The most affectionate creature in the world is a wet dog.” — Ambrose Bierce
…followed closely, of course, by the second most affectionate creature in the world: a dog that has played in the snow and has cold, wet paws and a very cold nose! :)
I want another puppy. I even picked one out, a shelter puppy I saw on the web. Unfortunately (well, fortunately for him) he’s already been adopted. :( I suppose it’s silly, admist all the hectic chaos my life has become, to bring another puppy into the house. But I still want one!
OK, the non-decaf gingerbread latte I picked up before rehearsal was a BIG mistake. It’s midnight, and I’m not tired. In fact, I’m typing so fast that I could probably write an entire novel before I had to leave for work in the morning…if I could think of any sort of plot line. I guess I should try to go to sleep, especially since I’m rambling…
| Oh, one more thing. I’m lusting after this absolutely gorgeous silk yarn that I found online, thanks to an article in Knitter’s Review. Well, the article was actually about a fuzzy, chunky yarn, but Luna is the one I want. I want to make a shell in every color (except maybe goldenrod). I’m going to just pick one color – either Patina, Iris, or Coral. Now I just have to order some samples, and hope I win the lottery so I can afford it! |  |
 |
 |
Um. Yeah. Sorry. I think maybe it’s time to put the computer down and back away slowly. Really. I’m going to do that right now. ‘Night!
Well, we’re pretty sure Molly can count to two, anyway, since she knows she has to wait until we’ve filled both the food bowl and the water bowl. Beyond that, though, I have my doubts. I’ve always said that dogs are smarter than people give them credit for, but Molly, well, she got a little short-changed when they were handing out IQ points… ;)
Molly is 2 today! I can hardly believe it. Of course, she’ll always be my puppy. :)
 |
 |
| June 2000 | April 2002 |
Molly the wonder-dog wearing beads. Let me just say, getting a dog to pose with beads around her neck is tough. Doing it two nights in a row is tougher! All thanks to the silly program deleting those images… Oh, well. :) The ones I got last night were much cuter, but this one isn’t bad. She’s staring at the food in my hand. I had to experiment a little because for some reason the red-eye pre-flash doesn’t work on dogs, so all the ones where she’s actually looking straight towards the camera had seriously glowing eyes!
Earlier, we went to Phillips in honor of Mardi Gras. If you want to have a sinful dessert, that’s the place to go. I couldn’t finish my chocolate raspberry torte – it was *so* rich. Mmmm. Of course, all that sugar doesn’t make it easy to go to sleep!
Yeah….. well, what Sarah doesn’t tell you is that now, Molly wants to be on the couch all the time! At least she tries to go on the couch near her… I’ll have none of it! — Denis
(This is what happens when you edit your blog on my computer and don’t log out! heh. I hope it remembers you! (or, at least your cookie! Mmmm…. cookies.))
Molly thinks she’s a lap-dog. Last night I was sitting on the couch and she put her head in my lap. So far, so good. Then she put her front paws in my lap, and was kind of standing on her back legs with the whole front half of her body in my lap. I’m ok with that, too. Then, somehow, in a feat of amazing agility for a dog with bad hips, she slid her back legs up onto the couch – in such a sneaky manner that it took several moments for me to notice. Actually, I didn’t really notice until I saw her tail thumping on the couch out of the corner of my eye. So, all of a sudden, this 60-pound golden retriever “puppy” was half in my lap, half on the couch. Denis’ exact quote: “No good things can come of this…”
But she was being so sweet and cuddly, I couldn’t just shove her off my lap. And, of course, she realizes it’s only something she’ll be allowed to do once in a while, I’m sure. Really. Honest. ;)
Kettle Corn
My cousin brought over some microwave kettle corn – not nearly as tasty as Jenny’s kettle corn, but still pretty yummy. Unfortunately, I think Molly has become a kettle corn junkie! She’s always liked popcorn, and as far as we can tell she has a major sweet tooth, so it looks like kettle corn has become her absolute favorite food. This could be a problem – it’s hard enough to share a bag in the first place, now it looks like we’ll have to split it three ways!
It’s a dog’s life
I aspire to be like my Golden Retriever, Molly. Why? Because:
I feel pretty bad for her, though. We just took her to the vet Monday for x-rays on her hips, and they’ve gotten much worse since her 6-month x-rays… We’re looking at surgery options for her, which could involve completely replacing both hips (shudder). But she’s only 15 months old, and I couldn’t stand the thought of her having a very short life because we didn’t do something like this. According to the vet, she has arthritis as badly as a much older dog would have. She obviously hurts – she has a hard time getting up when she’s been sleeping, and she limps when she runs or swims too long – but she’s always a sweet little (ok, maybe not so little) dog. I wish life were a little more fair. :P