So we went to the local animal shelter and got a dog! He's a big yellow Lab, full-grown and seemingly housebroken but otherwise a crazy puppy. He wants to jump up and kiss everyone, even people who are shorter than he is. He keeps grabbing stuff and absconding with it, and has already semi-destroyed the dog bed and tried to destroy countless other things. Today he ingested two small Lincoln Logs and a Mr. Potato Head beard. I'm waiting to be reunited with these in some form.
As kids of the 70s, we named him Astro. From the Jetsons. Ruh-roh!! It was either that or Rosco P. Coltrane from the Dukes of Hazzard, and he seemed more Astro-ish. He's a dark yellow Lab, more lanky than most Labs, with enormous feet and amber eyes, which suggests to me that there may be a little something extra in there, breedwise. The shelter thought perhaps some Weimaraner. Who knows? But he seems very smart and is already learning his new name and to come and sit. We just need to work on manners and general comportment while in a house with people and their things.
Concurrent with this, we're having some, uh, expensive problems. First, I managed to lose one of my new (and not exactly cheap) earrings while out on New Year's Eve. This is the third time I've done this in the past year. Totally annoying. I wish that '80s one-earring look would come back.
Then, we've been having some trouble with one of our cars and DH made an appointment at the dealership to have it fixed. Then, in the past 72 hours, he managed to lose not one but BOTH key/opener thingies. We think maybe one is locked in the car but one is definitely outside because it was used to lock the car two days ago before it disappeared. The house has been turned upside down. Nothing.
DH is suspecting Astro may be responsible, but if this is the case, we're surprised this hasn't led to significant stomach trouble, and we haven't noticed anything unusual coming from either end of him. Anyway, replacing these exotic locking systems is a $2,000 investment, and the car is so old it might not be worth it. The dealership may be able to come crack into it and then disable the horn, in the hope that one key is indeed inside.
As if this wasn't enough, last night our toilets stopped flushing, indicating either a clog in the waste pipe exiting the house, or a larger malfunction with our aging septic system. This has happened before, and inevitably occurs in the late evening AND only on a weekend or holiday. So this morning was fun: DH and I going through ALL the accumulated trash looking for the car keys, punctuated by trying to get the plumber and the septic people out here. Thankfully, the septic system was OK and the septic guy was able to unclog the pipe even though it was technically the purview of the plumbers (who couldn't get here until Monday). Thank you, Mr. Septic Guy! I'll promise never to make fun of your job again!
So we have plumbing again. And a crazed new dog. And a collection of orphan earrings. And an inaccessible locked car sitting in the driveway like a $2,000 beached whale.
And it's snowing too!
As kids of the 70s, we named him Astro. From the Jetsons. Ruh-roh!! It was either that or Rosco P. Coltrane from the Dukes of Hazzard, and he seemed more Astro-ish. He's a dark yellow Lab, more lanky than most Labs, with enormous feet and amber eyes, which suggests to me that there may be a little something extra in there, breedwise. The shelter thought perhaps some Weimaraner. Who knows? But he seems very smart and is already learning his new name and to come and sit. We just need to work on manners and general comportment while in a house with people and their things.
Concurrent with this, we're having some, uh, expensive problems. First, I managed to lose one of my new (and not exactly cheap) earrings while out on New Year's Eve. This is the third time I've done this in the past year. Totally annoying. I wish that '80s one-earring look would come back.
Then, we've been having some trouble with one of our cars and DH made an appointment at the dealership to have it fixed. Then, in the past 72 hours, he managed to lose not one but BOTH key/opener thingies. We think maybe one is locked in the car but one is definitely outside because it was used to lock the car two days ago before it disappeared. The house has been turned upside down. Nothing.
DH is suspecting Astro may be responsible, but if this is the case, we're surprised this hasn't led to significant stomach trouble, and we haven't noticed anything unusual coming from either end of him. Anyway, replacing these exotic locking systems is a $2,000 investment, and the car is so old it might not be worth it. The dealership may be able to come crack into it and then disable the horn, in the hope that one key is indeed inside.
As if this wasn't enough, last night our toilets stopped flushing, indicating either a clog in the waste pipe exiting the house, or a larger malfunction with our aging septic system. This has happened before, and inevitably occurs in the late evening AND only on a weekend or holiday. So this morning was fun: DH and I going through ALL the accumulated trash looking for the car keys, punctuated by trying to get the plumber and the septic people out here. Thankfully, the septic system was OK and the septic guy was able to unclog the pipe even though it was technically the purview of the plumbers (who couldn't get here until Monday). Thank you, Mr. Septic Guy! I'll promise never to make fun of your job again!
So we have plumbing again. And a crazed new dog. And a collection of orphan earrings. And an inaccessible locked car sitting in the driveway like a $2,000 beached whale.
And it's snowing too!
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