Lately, Jax can’t eat enough. He turns 5 next month, and he weighs 44 pounds—about the same thing he weighed last year. I think he’s about to have a growth spurt.
He also wants a puppy.
“We already have a dog,” I told him.
“But Hyacinth is your dog, and Rooster is Papa’s dog,” he argued. “I want my own dog.”
Later, Papa, who saw a cute pug puppy, picked up the argument.
“A puppy would give you some good blog material,” he said.
“You know what would give me even better blogging material?”
“What?”
“You and the puppy living out in the garage.”
And then I laughed because sometimes I just amuse myself.
Papa didn’t think it was funny.
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We got a puppy at our maison last October. For us – big, big mistake – we had to find a home for it after it went thru $5k worth of carpets and furniture. So – a recommendation: if you do get a puppy, make sure you hire a professional (like a dog trainer) to assess the pup before you bring him home. Ours turned out to be uber-spastic (like: it needed Prozac, it was bitey etc.) – I didn’t get the dog trainer to assess the dog until after we brought it home. Anyway. Now we have miniature, toothless frogs. (-:
Jenny,
Pugs are cute. Think of the opportunities? Great pictures and you could get over one hundred thousands words for the blog on puppy poop stories alone.
After toting YOUR kids all over town today the garage deal is starting to look sweet. You know this is Labor Day? Right?
Poor Papa
Poor Papa. LOL.
You already have two dogs. And two kids. You already know all the advice I could give you here. So I’ll just wish you luck. And maybe Jax will grow out of his desire for a puppy. …or bring home a fishbowl and tell him you thought he said GUPPY!
Jenny,
You would be so brave to get a puppy. That will never happen here at the Henry household. We’ve had fish, ferrets, cats, one old dog, a frog, a snake, an anole and babysat a hedgehog….. but never will we have a puppy!
Although, Papa is right right…. great material for a blog post! Just pretend instead!
Ado: It’s stories like that that scare the bejezus out of me!
Papa: As I’ve said before, it’s not up for discussion.
Ally: Poor Papa, my ass! But *guppy,* now that is brilliant!
Betsy: No worries. I was born a coward!
I love it that you amuse yourself. I do that too. Between the two of us, we wouldn’t have to exchange one single word and we’d have a blast!
I’m pretty sure I keep telling you this, but I have a kid named Jax too! And the reason you were having issues when you were clicking my FB “like” button, is because you had already very kindly “liked” me before. You’re a good bloggy friend like that. See, I’m officially making you my new BFF: Bloggy Best Friend. So there.
I crack myself up sometimes, too! Hell, no one else laughs at my jokes.
The problem is……are YOU willing to take care of ANOTHER dog? You know it’ll land in YOUR lap or Papas. And the cussin’ and grumblin’ that’ll go on!
Hmmm, could make for some really hysterical blog posts afterall!
Yay! Isn’t it fun when you can crack your own little self up? I guess this post might be foreshadowing you cracking and getting another dog. My vote is for a great dane, because now THAT would be good blogging material.
Sandra: I think it’s BBF, or BBFF (best bloggy friends forever). And cool–I’m honored…. And here’s to Jax!
Irene: I laugh at your jokes. Not so sure that they’re funny though. I laugh at mine too, and no one else does. 😉
Crafty: you’ve lost your mind, honey. Big dogs = big poop. The answer is HELL NO.
XOXO
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