Recently I shared pics of our trip to Hawaii. There were a couple I didn't share though.
While we were at the San Diego airport waiting for our flight, the hubs and I stopped to use the restrooms. Between the men's and women's bathrooms, this sign hung on the wall next to a closed door:
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Showing posts with label funny dog pictures. Show all posts
June 23, 2015
May 5, 2015
Wordless Wednesday: The Right End and the Wrong End
Recently, when Reggie came to stay with us for a couple of nights, the pups had one half of the couch, and I had the other.
I ended up next to the, er, wrong end of the Reg.
I ended up next to the, er, wrong end of the Reg.
April 14, 2015
April 12, 2015
Hiking San Diego's Canyons With Your Dog: Hiking Mischief
One of the many things I really like about San Diego is the canyon parklands which run through the 'burbs (and even quite close to downtown). Although the canyons can be a bit scary at times (like fire season...) they are great for going on a nice hike and feeling like you've gotten out in nature, even though you might be hiking right along a freeway.
Check out the link above for a list of all the canyon parklands and maps of each.
Check out the link above for a list of all the canyon parklands and maps of each.
You'd never know we're hiking right next to a freeway! |
April 5, 2015
My Dog's So Weird: Miss Sniff
Instead of Mischief Monday, today we have Miss Sniff Monday.
Rita has some funny habits, and this is one of her more amusing ones. Every morning, when I get dressed, as soon as she hears the rustling of the fabric of my clothes, she comes running to sniff my pants.
If I'm putting on yoga pants or shorts, she's pretty sure she's getting a walk and her tail starts wagging.
Rita has some funny habits, and this is one of her more amusing ones. Every morning, when I get dressed, as soon as she hears the rustling of the fabric of my clothes, she comes running to sniff my pants.
If I'm putting on yoga pants or shorts, she's pretty sure she's getting a walk and her tail starts wagging.
Me, getting my shorts ready to put on |
March 29, 2015
My Dog's So Weird: Breakfast Mischief (And... A New Title)
Rita has some very odd habits.
Here's one that's been surfacing lately - she doesn't want to eat her breakfast.
Dinner, she'll snarf down in two minutes flat. But breakfast? She'll often sleep until 9, get up to go outside quickly, and then go back to bed.
Here's one that's been surfacing lately - she doesn't want to eat her breakfast.
Dinner, she'll snarf down in two minutes flat. But breakfast? She'll often sleep until 9, get up to go outside quickly, and then go back to bed.
January 13, 2015
Wordless Wednesday: Left Out in the Cold
Recently when my sis was dog-sitting Rita, she took Reg and Rita over to a neighbor's house so they could race around in their park-like backyard. (Yes, the livin' is easy - and warm - in the winter time in San Diego, but our backyards are tiny.)
They played:
They played:
January 12, 2015
Monday Mischief: There's Always One!
Every year when I put my Christmas stuff away after New Year's, there's always ONE thing that evades me, which is a pain since the Xmas decor gets crammed, er, packed with great precision into storage boxes. The heavy boxes are then hefted up onto the top shelf of our storage closet/pantry, with all manner of odd-sized/shaped things piled on top.
So, any missing item gets to spend the year sitting on the shelf in the closet surveying our comings and goings. (Since this is also the closet where Rita's treats reside, we come and go a lot!)
Because of the "there's always one!" problem, I usually do a military-precision-style sweep of the house, going through each room several times to make sure no one gets left behind. I pile everything on/around the dining room table, and when I'm sure I've got it all, I start cramming, er, packing.
Well, I really thought I'd rounded up and exiled everyone this year, until Rita pointed out that we had a stow-away hiding between two dining room chairs.
So, any missing item gets to spend the year sitting on the shelf in the closet surveying our comings and goings. (Since this is also the closet where Rita's treats reside, we come and go a lot!)
Because of the "there's always one!" problem, I usually do a military-precision-style sweep of the house, going through each room several times to make sure no one gets left behind. I pile everything on/around the dining room table, and when I'm sure I've got it all, I start cramming, er, packing.
Well, I really thought I'd rounded up and exiled everyone this year, until Rita pointed out that we had a stow-away hiding between two dining room chairs.
November 24, 2013
Monday Mischief: Does the Gardener Taste Like Chicken?
Rita hates our gardener. Probably most dogs do. I mean, how often do strangers just wander into your yard, armed with sharp objects and loud machines?
I try to keep her calm, by closing her up in our bedroom and drawing the blinds. Unfortunately, we have these vertical blinds where all she has to do is shove them aside to see the intruders. Our usually fairly calm girl turns into the Tasmanian Devil: (sorry about the picture quality, but it was dark and I was just using my phone. And she was a moving target!)
I try to keep her calm, by closing her up in our bedroom and drawing the blinds. Unfortunately, we have these vertical blinds where all she has to do is shove them aside to see the intruders. Our usually fairly calm girl turns into the Tasmanian Devil: (sorry about the picture quality, but it was dark and I was just using my phone. And she was a moving target!)
"Hey you!" |
June 20, 2013
Mirth Watch Thursday: Connected (to the Dog) But Alone
Recently the hubs and I were watching something on TV where they were interviewing Sherry Turkle about her book Alone Together and her TED talk "Connected, But Alone." Turkle is a psychologist and sociologist who talks about how our connection to each other online and via our devices is shaping how we relate and communicate with one another in person.
It got me thinking about Rita, and how when I'm connected to her (out on a leash walk) I often still feel alone...
After all, she's obsessed with checking her pee-mail.
It got me thinking about Rita, and how when I'm connected to her (out on a leash walk) I often still feel alone...
After all, she's obsessed with checking her pee-mail.
"Says here that Fifi got spayed!" |
May 29, 2013
Wordless Wednesday:That Was a Dumb Idea
We recently took Rita with us to Santa Barbara for a few days. (That wasn't the dumb idea. It's coming.)
My sis lives there and we wanted to visit and check out the Amgen Tour of California. (Drug scandals notwithstanding, we're big pro cycling fans and this is a very cool week-long race that shows off the beauty of our state.) One stage was ending on the Wednesday we got there, so we knew we'd be able to see an exciting sprint finish, and the next day's stage was starting from the same spot. Always fun to go to the start and see all the big US and European cycling stars at the team buses before the race. (Yes, I'm a cycling groupie!)
We stayed with my sis, who has a cat. Rita HATES cats. (This also wasn't the dumb idea.) But she apparently likes cat toys... She immediately tried to steal a mouse toy:
My sis lives there and we wanted to visit and check out the Amgen Tour of California. (Drug scandals notwithstanding, we're big pro cycling fans and this is a very cool week-long race that shows off the beauty of our state.) One stage was ending on the Wednesday we got there, so we knew we'd be able to see an exciting sprint finish, and the next day's stage was starting from the same spot. Always fun to go to the start and see all the big US and European cycling stars at the team buses before the race. (Yes, I'm a cycling groupie!)
We stayed with my sis, who has a cat. Rita HATES cats. (This also wasn't the dumb idea.) But she apparently likes cat toys... She immediately tried to steal a mouse toy:
A terrible - but hysterical - pic. See the mouse's tail? |
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