See that cute little mask I'm wearing? I only wear that for two reasons: I'm sick or my patient's sick and I don't want any germs getting passed back and forth, or things have gotten...messy. Guess what? Everybody's immune system was in tip top shape last night. I work in the medical field, use your imagination. And that's all I will say to avoid HIPAA tracking me down and putting me in a head lock. Let's just say, I don't usually have a drink after work but that girl up there was throwing them back at 7:15 this morning.
Anywho, now that that's out of the way, let's talk about my freak show children. My pets are WEIRD. And not your normal 'why does my dog keep smelling that?' or 'why does my cat have to sit on EVERYTHING?' type of weirdness, but really weird. We'll start with my oldest.
True to middle child form, and much like her momma, my second born is my strangest.
|"Mom! Get my good side!"|
When Joe's not posing for the camera, her favorite activity is licking the oven. She should be embarrassed about how many times I've walked in the kitchen and caught her licking the that thing like it tasted like snozzberries. She's not, but she should be. She also is quite the dog treat snob. Don't even think about giving her MilkBone. She's too good for it. If you manage to trick her into taking one of those treats, she will promptly walk up to me and spit it in my lap or my hand. I wish I was lying.
Last, but not least, and definitely in no way normal, is my newest baby.
First of all, let's be sad about how my little Olive Juice is getting way too big way too quickly. At about 18ish weeks old, she can already jump on top of everything in the house. EVERYTHING. Every table, counter, bed, desk. Everything. And much like her oldest sister, she's in cahoots with Joey and likes to knock things on the ground that the pup's not supposed to have and can't reach. Nothing is safe in my house anymore. Olive's favorite game does not involve any of the many toys I dropped a small fortune on, it involves dog food. At any given moment during the day, you can find her standing over her sister's food bowl, picking up individual pieces of dog food, throwing them in the air, and batting them across the house. If you're in the living room or dining room, you're in her line of fire. You've been warned for your next visit.
She also likes passing time hanging out in the water bowl, empty or not. She's fitting in just fine in this house.
And I don't care what the bf says, there is no way they get all of this from me. He has to take credit for at least the licking the oven.
Smell ya later.