Tag Archives: chocolate labs

September Favorites

1 Oct

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our cute boy

10 Jul

How about a Wednesday Cooper fix?

pass on by if you’re tired of reading about my dog

16 Oct

Dogs are gross.  Cooper can stink up a room with some of the most horrendous passing of the gas you’ve ever had waft by your nose.  Oh my goodness.  I think some of the treats we bought don’t agree with him.  And the humping of his bed isn’t too pretty either.  He’s a disgusting creature and if he wasn’t so cute and charming (when he’s not farting) I’d kick the pup out for sure. 

Get this.  We thought we were being sooooo smart and taught him to ring a bell hanging from the front doorknob whenever he needs to go outside.  He’s finally caught on, a bit too well.  He’s now abusing the bell.  He rings it every five minutes wanting to go outside and when we let him out, half the time he doesn’t even have to use the facilities but just wanders around or plops down by the step and eats rocks, sticks or whatever bugs happen to come by.  Not sure how to remedy this but I feel like a butler always going to the door. 

I think he’s beginning to think he rules the house.  Eh, who am I kidding, he totally does. 

taking a break

29 Sep

I’m not sure the bed is the optimal study area.  I’m sitting up in bed with my laptop, GRE books, study CDs, papers, notebooks, pens, highlighters, cell phone, emergency kleenex for my sneezes, beverages, and poptarts spread all around me on top of the quilt and on the nightstand.  I should probably move to my desk because my butt keeps falling asleep but it would be a whole lotta trouble to move all this crap.  Besides, I’d have to clean off my desk so this will have to do. 

Poor Cooper is being a bit ignored today because this is my cramming weekend and The Accountant is working on the lawn mower.  But I don’t feel too bad about it.  Yesterday doggie dearest chewed through the strap of my favorite bra (it wasn’t on silly) and headbutted me like a dang goat when I was bent over in the yard tying my shoe.  It hurt and about knocked me silly.  Goofy boy. 

So this weekend I have a numb butt and a headache.  Oy.

rub a dub dub

24 Sep

there’s a dog in my tub

Cooper has developed a very cute, if annoying habit of jumping into the bathtub every time he comes in from outside.  He waits for us to turn on the water and then he’ll drink from the faucet.  He jumps out of the tub onto a towel and goes about his doggie business. 

Crazy pup.

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