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Showing posts with label Elvis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elvis. Show all posts

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Happy Birthday Elvis!

Happy Eighth Birthday Elvis, to my favorite dog in the whole wide world! You bring me so much joy every day, making me laugh over your silly antics. I love observing how you see fun in everything around you, from our daily walks (choose your own route, anyone?) to the things around the yard that you turn into toys (I think I'll try this stick over here). You play hide and seek, run crazy laps around the yard and are so slippery we could never catch you (unless you decided you were in desperate need of a belly rub, which is much of the time). You excel at snuggling in bed, especially when it's cold, though I know you well enough not to bump you with my feet as to not disturb your rest. You are a big boy who needs his beauty sleep! You're also an excellent su chef, swiftly removing scraps off the floor and assisting in a quick clean up when needed. I'm so proud of how kind you are to all of our friends who drop by. You are polite and greet everyone at the door and also share your toys with them. You are kind, sweet, lovable and I'm so thankful that you picked me! You have made my life infinitely better by being in it. You're my very best fur buddy and I love hanging out with you all the time! Thanks for being such an amazing dog!

Monday, June 22, 2009

June Snippets

I've got lots of good stuff and thought I'd separate it into little snippets rather that the long paragraph form with which this blog has become so accustomed. Bear with me as I jump along a bit, as they're in order of excitement/immediacy:

I've never been so excited that it's June 22 in my life! TOMORROW I get my cast off. After six weeks of agony, hobbling around and near helplessness, I think it's about time. I'll be going straight from the podiatrist to the pedicurist to work some magic on my neglected toes.

Last night while limping around at Meijer in the wine section, Chris and I came across a bottle of Murphy-Goode Cab which we quickly napped. It's a 2004 (read: GREAT year for Napa Cab) and I believe that it could quite possibly be an omen. Guess I'll find out in a few days whether I'm selected.

Tonight Chris and I are going a wine tasting at the Franklin Grill with my parents. We have no idea what we'll be tasting, but are hoping we can come home with some new summer wines! Aren't we all sick of drinking the same varietals over the BBQ? UGH!

Our tenants are tentatively paying their rent today. WOO HOO!

Danny and Holly are rolling in on Wed. for a quick Rutherford fix/Cubs vs. Tigers game. My other side of the family will be represented too with Uncle Pete (one of the three Chris and I have between us), Aunt Mary and cousin (and fellow Chicago Marathoner) Jo. Hopefully we can also get in some time with our two coolest nieces ever, Catherine (20 months) and Grace (three weeks).

Elvis got a bath today and THANK GOD! After his stint at the Strut Your Mutt at the Franklin 5K, he's been more than a little ripe. Chris said he got a little hot and began strutting his muttly self through the driveway drain offs along the road. It may have cooled him off but boy did it make him a mess! Summer molting season has officially started.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Right Back Smack to Reality

I'm back from vacation and it's safe to say I'm not very happy about it for a few reasons:

1. The OBVIOUS (no more waking up to the mountains, planning a day long hike, pretending that I'm a photographer or that I'm making a documentary)
2. While away, Elvis has perfected the art of opening up the kitchen drawers and grabbing himself a snack. For example, this morning I awoke to the rustling sound of a box of Triscuits being enjoyed. HEY! I was going to eat those Triscuits!

Whose dog does that?! How sad is it that we will have to put child locks on our kitchen drawers when clearly no children live here?!

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Elvis' Adventure


There's really no better way to meet your neighbors than to have one of them knocking on your door at 7:30 in the morning with your dog who was cruising around the block at his leisure!
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