August 9th 2011 1:41 pm
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Today was a blissfully cool respite from the heat. In honor of this, Mom and Little Lad were enjoying some time out on the back porch, making bead projects. (Those little beads that get fitted on a tray, and then ironed together.) Since it was cool(er) the sliding doors were left open so that Pennie, Rental Dog Camille, and I could come and go between the house and the porch. The GATE between the family room and the rest of the house was CLOSED, limiting Rental Dog Camill's access, or reign of terror.
Oldest Lad returned home from work early. He got to leave early because someone defecated in the pool. Since he was the poor brave soul who ventured into the pool to fish out the offending substance, he was allowed to go home to take a shower. Small reward, I suppose.
Oldest Lad discovered that Rental Dog Camille had made a brave attempt to don Mom's wrist watch. Poor Rental Dog Camille. No doubt she tried valiantly to strap the wrist band around her leg and latch it. Unfortunately, Rental Dog Camille does not have opposable thumbs, nor does she have delicate lips -- I am certain Mulligan would have been able to attach a watch wrist band.
Instead, Rental Dog Camille, in her frustration must have just nibbled off more and more bits of the wristband.
This evening Oldest Lad shall be taken the watch and what remains of it's wristband out to locate a new wristband.
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BOL! Was the doodie a floater or a sinker? Reminds me of that part in Caddyshack with the Babyruth!
BOL Ella, you crack me up...of course all you are thinking about is the doodie....but yeah really tell us floater or sinker??? BOLBOLBOL
woof woof, Molly