1. She is very smart so is very easily bored. Lately, one of the objects of her affection? The water faucet in the back yard. (I will see if I can get a picture of it.) It is about 18" outta the ground.
When I moved in, it had a white plastic bucket over it. Looked crappy. I threw the bucket away. I went and bought the foam/silver stuff that insulates pipes. The faucet sorta looks like this one. Well, it used to.
Yeah, you guessed it. She has been tearin' it off. So bein' the redneck that I am, I figure that duct tape will help me keep all the pieces on. So I stick as many pieces of the sticky foamy silver stuff as I can possibly find back on. Mind you, I am findin' them in my bed, under the kitchen table, in the recliner, on the floor anywhere. I think I even found a piece in the bathroom. Oh, yeah, and in the yard.
Out comes the duct tape. The whole 18" is now wrapped. TWICE.
I get ready for bed the next night. What do you think I found on my pillow? Yup. You got it. Duct tape. She has chewed the knuckle of the faucet all the way down to the pipe. SEE?
Remember, the white bucket? The one that is long gone. I found something even more loverly. I now have a blue and white square ice chest that JD lost the lid on a couple of years ago over it. So purty. . . NOT! What ya think?
Just makes the place looks sooo, uh, dignified, don't ya think?
2. The other object of her affection: the table by my recliner. Not the table, well, not yet anyway, but whatever is on it.
For Christmas I bought myself a Ninetendo DS. Along with 6 games. Well, I have 5 games and I bought the Grands one. And a storage case for games and a little soft cover too. It held the extra 2 pens. One stays in the game.
They stayed on the table. Notice I said stayED? Yep. They ended in her pile in the back yard. I saved 4 of the 5 games. She put her tooth through the Brain Age 2. Ate the end off the Grands but it still works. The soft cover with the 2 pens? Well, the soft cover is still alive but the 2 pens, got scared and disappeared. Never to be found again.
3. The other day I am havin' cereal for supper (It's so nice not to have to cook for someone else!), sittin' in my recliner. I take a bite and turn to look at the TV and run into a basset/beagle nose. It is almost restin' on my shoulder. Dang dawg. Move. I move her outta the way with my arm. Back she comes. (She loves milk, by the way.) Finally, she just sits and watches me eat.
But as soon as the empty bowl hits that table, she is standin' in my lap, on the arm of the chair tryin' to put her nose in my bowl. Dang dawg. "NO. That is not yours. That is MINE." "Anything on that table is MINE, not YOURS. Now get down." "Now." And I proceed to move her off the arm of the recliner into my lap like she is a teeninsy dawg. Yeah, 35 pounds of teeninsy.
So she lays her head on the arm of the chair. Curls her head around and gives me the eye. Ya know the one. The one that is seein' whether I'm lookin. I'm not. Well, sorta but not really. So she then turns and curls around in my lap so she can see me. She is really lookin' pitiful by this time. She looks at me then looks sideways at the bowl. I continue to watch TV and say "NO". So then a sigh erupts. She proceeds to get up like she is goin' for the arm but just as she starts to turn, she flops her head over her shoulder to look at me. As she is doin' this she is wigglin' her butt so it is slidin' down my leg/hip so that she is sittin' next to me. But as she is doin' all this wigglin', her head is comin' in contact with my shoulder, (ya know that place between the arm, the boob and above the arm pit? that is where her head ended up) her nose is straight up in the air, turned just slightly so she can look at meover her shoulder a tad, in the eyes, and says: "Aren't I just the most adorable thing you every did see, MeMe?" I am tryin' to be firm (she is NOT goin' to work me today) the answer is still "NO" until she does the head thing. . . I laugh. . .I snort. . .I sqwak. . . I am now in a full belly kackle. . .I have tears runnin' down my face. . . She is still attached to my shoulder, lookin' cute. I still kackle when I remember her that day.
Pill. Yep, she has my number. And she works it daily. I love her.
And no, she did not get the milk bowl, but she shore did make me kackle that day.
4. This is the next object of her affection. This Dracaena is what I found today when I got home. It was twice as tall when I left this morning. No top because she had already taken that off last week.
It used to look something like this:
(I found this at:Plant of the Week)
I have had this plant for about 6 years. It had TWO stalks, and one was growin' another fuzzy top in between the stalks. Then there were TWO smaller ones. Notice there is only HALF of one left? Well, actually, it is more like about a third.
She is now sittin' behind me on my bench. Nudgin' my arm. Do you think she knows I'm talkin' 'bout her? I'm shore she does. KrAzY dawg!
Most of the time she makes me kackle. But then there are days. . .
Hope she makes you kackle too, well, maybe some of the time anyway.