Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Squirrel!

I take it back. I take it all back.

The other day I was commenting to my husband about how I would love it if we had a squirrel in our tree that stands behind our trailer. The branches hang right along our windows and I explained to him how much I would love watching a squirrel run along the branches.

Well, I had just gotten back from taking the dogs on our morning walk today when I hooked them on the longer lead lines so they could have a little extra play time in our back area. They were enjoying themselves when all of a sudden Benny let out a cry of excitement and began barking. I looked up just in time to see a squirrel skirting from one branch to the next as he made his way across our lot. Thankfully he got lost in the trees but that didn't seem to stop the commotion on the ground. Despite the fact that Abbie had no idea what Benny was barking at she decided to join in. The excited whining coming from the two dogs was almost too much to handle. Especially when one of them didn't even have a clue as to what the excitement was for in the first place.

I don't want a squirrel anymore. LOL!

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Full of It

I was out walking one of the neighbor dogs yesterday when we reached our destination.......the green patch. He mosied around and took care of his #1 duty a few times but I wanted to wait and see if he'd take care of his #2 as well. (He's notorious for dropping on the pavement as we're walking home.)

I didn't have to wait too long before he struck a pose and performed a rare arc of poops. I don't know why he feels he has to walk around when he's taking a load off but he does. Well, like the good dog walker I am I had a bag ready to go for pick-up. As the last drop fell I automatically bent down to retrieve the "goods" and I had barely picked up the second chunk when I was peppered with grass and dirt. You know how dogs like to kick up the grass after going to the bathroom? I apparently didn't give him enough time to finish his "dance of victory" and I got caught in the firing line. I was covered in a duststorm of dead grass and dirt flecks. I looked at the dog just in time to catch the smile he was sportin' on his face.

He's so full of it. LOL!

Trailer Tragedy

I'm going on my 3rd week of trailer life and I'd like to think I've adapted to it pretty well. I'm getting used to the smaller space and smaller compartments but last night in the shower I seemed to hit a slight speed bump.

As I was washing up last night I somehow managed to bump into the shower door. My weight banged into the door making it sound like it was about to open. I may have rattled the door a bit but at least it didn't open all the way. Talk about a close call! I was momentarily thrown off my balance after bumping into the shower door and would have stumbled onto the floor had the door fully opened. I can imagine the shock all 3 dogs would have gone through as they were all lying on the floor upstairs around the shower. I would have bounced off the bed and fallen to the floor, sprawled out in all my glory, wet and soapy, and I can just imagine the fear that would have lit their eyes.

No doubt they'd need therapy after seeing something like that. LOL!

Laundromat Love

This going to the laundromat twice a week is turning into a real love/hate relationship. On the rare occasion I get the laundromat to myself, consisting of 4 washers and 4 dryers, I am able to throw 3 or 4 loads in the wash at once. However, when it's time to pick them up after each load has had time in the dryer..........that's 3+ loads I have to fold all at once!

On one hand it's nice to be able to get all my washing done at once, but on the other hand it's a downer to see such a huge heap of laundry sitting on my bed staring at me while it waits to be folded. At least with a house you can time your loads so you have a little breather in between folding loads.

When it's time to pull out my loads I prefer to save myself trips and pile all of my dried wash into one huge red bag. (Two of me could fit in this bag.) I sling it over my shoulder and trudge to my car with who knows how many pounds of clothes weighing down on my back. I'm sure any day now the kids around here are going to start calling me Mrs. Claus.

Trust me kids, you don't want these panties. LOL!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Calm and Soothe, Coming Right Up

Now that I'm living in a trailer out on the road I've had to forgo the convenience of having a backyard and all the luxuries that provides. With 3 dogs in the trailer I decided it would be best to get them on a routine as soon as possible and every morning after they eat I've been taking them on a walk. Yes, all 3 at once. Normally this isn't a problem but today was no ordinary morning. You see, we had a visitor under our trailer that I had no knowledge of.

I had barely stepped off the front steps when Abbie and Benny got jacked up over something they saw towards the front of our lot and I had to forget locking the trailer door and focus on managing those 2 hooligans. As their hackles went up and whines and barks increased I noticed who the culprit was. A little rabbit went darting out across the street. Talk about timing. It couldn't have been worse. Pahhhh!

I led all 3 dogs to the back of our lot so they could calm down after that bit of excitement and I wound up having to force one of my dogs to the ground. I couldn't believe how worked up Abbie had become over that little rabbit as she has never paid any attention to them before. I watched as her back legs would quiver every 30 seconds or so and I waited her out until her spasms were done.

I tell you what, those soothing and calming pills I've seen at PetSmart are looking better and better with each passing day. LOL!

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Flushed Away

Living in a trailer is not without its quirks. I've been living in this trailer about a week and a half and I'm still learning the ins and outs of what every knob, switch and lever does exactly. When my husband asked me if I could "flush the black tank" I immediately quirked an eyebrow and questioned his question about what it was exactly he wanted me to do. He explained that when the toilet starts to bubble up when you go to flush it, the black tank (which holds all that lovely stuff we send down the toilet) is telling you it's time to drain it, aka-releasing it into the city sewer. After a thorough explanation of what it was I was supposed to do I told him I'd get it done.

Well time flew by during the morning activities and I pushed the black tank flushing to the afternoon and figured everything would still be sitting idle down there and it would be okay. I happened to use the bathroom this afternoon and I was reminded of what I still needed to do with the infamous black tank. As I placed my foot on the lever to flush the toilet, bubbles from down below came bursting forth with gusto and sent the toilet water flying a good 2 feet in the air. Never have I seen spray like that come flying out of a toilet and you can imagine my horror as I yelped and plastered myself against the furthest wall in the miniature styled bathroom. After disinfecting the toilet and walls I figured it was time to flush the black tank and send its contents on its way. After seeing that water rocket out of that toilet I will never again put off flushing the black tank.

Can you imagine if you were doing a double duty and flushed the toilet while you were still sitting down and that happened? Oooooh man! No thanks.

When my husband got home I told him what happened and he went on to tell me that when you're dealing with a full black tank you should always flush it slowly. Of course. Thanks for the heads up babe. Pahhhh!

Monday, June 7, 2010

Oil Spill

My husband and I just recently arrived in Austin, TX and have already found it to be a humid breeding ground for bugs. I decided that I didn't want to take a chance with our 3 dogs and bought some flea/tick/mosquito killer. Now, you're supposed to run the tube along the dogs back, from their shoulders to their tail but I think that's easier said than done. The oil seemed to get more on their hair than on their skin. Of course I learned this on the 3rd dog and halfway through the run I started working from the tail up.

Now it looks like all 3 dogs have an oil slick running down their spines. Talk about greasy hair. LOL!

Oh man, I'm about to die from gas inhalation.................from my dog!