It was a very long week. Thursday evening was the first night i had nothing scheduled…. and my four days at work, post-vacation, were extremely smelly.
Battling a headcoldfromhell, i got the car in the driveway around 5pm, and took Mr. Pickles out for a quick walk. Coming back through the garage, i was mentally preparing to throw on the jammies and call it a night.
Mr. P had other ideas.
Instead of heading in the house, he turned and jumped in the Jeep.
Yes, my dearest pup! It has been awhile since we’ve gone to the dog park.
(sigh)
And he had a ball….
Trailer Park Refugee 
I know the feeling… I have one thing in mind and Teddy has the opposite and somehow he makes a persuasive argument. How do they do that?
i don’t consider it ‘passive aggressive’ when he does it… it’s a bit more genuine than that… he’s only with me for a little while longer. i cannot refuse him much of anything!
hey, who’s in charge of that household anyway?
don’t blame you a bit. i mean, just look at that face. he’s smiling! resistance is futile.
he was smiling, damn it! usually is! either with his face, or tail…
Weak as p… They do know how to work their wiles don’t they.
he doesn’t do it to mess with me. in fact, i think he does it because he knows it’s good for me!
Were you in your jammies?
i was still wearing my work clothes! it’s getting dark earlier, and i didn’t really have time to change if we were going to have a good romp at the park… (sigh)
What the dog wants, the dog gets
no other creature can make me turn to complete mush the way this dog does…
Maybe I’m a bit of a hard-ass, but if any my pets wanted to go for a ride somewhere, they can damn well get there themselves.
Quite. I mean, with automatic transmission it should be possible for the lazy brute to drive there himself. OK, he may not have a licence, but put him in a blonde wig and he’d be a dead ringer for Paris Hilton which should confuse the police a bit.
@wigsf – as the saying goes “if dogs had thumbs, they’d get you a beer. if cats had thumbs, they’d steal your car”. i’d say a cat has a better chance of getting somewhere important…
@jon – oh, but it’s a manual transmission! he does resemble Ms. Hilton, except (as dense as he is) he’s much smarter…
That’s why i’m a cat guy, they don’t need walks. And the sure fire way to beat a cold is one Guinness a day as soon as it starts, i felt one coming on friday and have pretty much fended it off using my home remedy… though on friday i had 3, you know to jump start the healing.
the cat manages his own guilt trips. now that i have one of each, i believe they both have strengths and weaknesses. and that walking the dog in pissing rainstorms is a definite downside… i’ll have a guinness or six. and see if i can catch up on my meds…
When Jack the cat was living I used to say he was the only person I would obey.
my dog is the best person i know. i should be more like him.
It’s those damn’ eyes! The hound from hell….Gotta go – Geiger says it’s dinner time. NOW!
his eyes do that when he receives signals from The Dog Planet. “Geiger”. GREAT name!
Thanks. It’s on account of her having the loudest purr I’ve ever heard – like a Geiger counter in Chernobyl. And why Huey Newton???? He’s not even black!
How clever of him was that, Mom?
We just had to put down our four year old, Pitbull, that had cancer last Monday. Mine and my husband’s child. I remember all the times I was tired and had to be mommy anyway. I wish now I had them back. Cherish the time you got. Unfortunately our best friends never last as long as we do.
So sorry about your pup. It’s heartbreaking, especially so young! Everytime i look at him, i am reminded of that ticking clock, and it messes up my eyes…
Mr. P knew you needed a different kind of ‘vacation’.
It was fun wasn’t it????
It was fun – a gorgeous day, and all i was planning to do was go to bed. i got some vitamin D, and he got some butt sniffing. life is good!
You just can’t say no to a face like that.
i try not to. if i do? he gets unreasonably gassy…