Mrs. Wigglebottom Predicts the Weather

Based on the behavior of my dog this morning, I say that it’s going to be a rocky day here in Nashville weather-wise.  There’s not a rain drop falling nor a distant peel of thunder and the dog is already panting and hiding in the tub.

Is Tiny Cat Pants Magic?

You recall the other day I was remarking about 15th century Spaniards and their love of boobs, frilly collars, and painting of food products made to look like people?  Well, that’s because I was looking for a picture of a 15th century Spaniard, which we might photoshop into having a nose ring.  Cervantes, specifically, not [...]

Please Pray for My Pork Roast

I put it, trimmed of “excess fat” as the crock pot directions direct (heh), into the crock pot with fresh rosemary, fresh sage, onions and green peppers.  I checked it three times to make sure that I had it on “low” and not “warm” but it is all I can do to not call the [...]

Why I’m Having to Fire the Dog and Cats

Someone has been eating my sage.  Someone, judging from the bite marks, fairly small–a bunny or perhaps an orange cat–just taking a bit out of the side of the leaves as it needs the taste of sage to compliment its salad of my lawn.
The dog and cat should be leaving enough “Ferocious beast near here” [...]

And I’m Supposed to Eat This Stuff?

When it comes to ground beef, the dog and I have a ritual.  The humans eat the beef and I roll her dog food around in the grease at the bottom of the pan and she eats the dog food.  We’ve been doing it this way her whole life.  No problems.  She loves it and [...]

Ghost Cat or Cat Trick?

So, last night, I took the dog out and both of the cats (avert your eyes, Rachel) ran outside, which is not so unusual for the orange cat but is very rare for the tiny cat.  I begged them to come back in.  I called “kitty, kitty” and I tried to scoop them up, but [...]

Mrs. Wigglebottom Does Home Repair

Y’all, last night I got so mad at Mrs. Wigglebottom that I pushed her face and she still has not forgiven me completely, though she did come sleep with me, and I gave her treats and apologized profusely, because it was not her fault that I was already upset, though it was her fault for [...]

Another Pup Quiz of Sorts

Three girls are in the car.  One is just getting over the flu.  One is just getting over a cold.  One is Mrs. Wigglebottom.
Which one threw up all over the back seat?

You, Too, Could Take a Vet to the Vet

The real question is whether your vet could get you into the VFW…
Exador informs us that you can adopt excess military dogs.  I had no idea, but what an awesome program. 
(In fair warning, both sites he links to have noise that starts instantly.)

Listen to the Wisdom of Wigglebottom

Baroos for the Whole Family

1.  Exador has baby baroos.  (and, I imagine, incredibly cute tiny honk-shoos).
2.  Smiley has curly-haired baroos.
3.  And for Jag, especially, some bad-ass barooing.

You Know Who I Feel Bad For?

Folks whose 60 lb dogs don’t get in the tub when you tell them, but instead have to be lifted.
It must really suck to have a 60 lb dog that you have to lift into the tub.

I Was Right about the Bright Afghan!

If you double the pattern, it ends up being a pretty good size.
I spent the evening arranging and rearranging afghan squares.  I think I’ve got it just how I want it now.  Here’s the size the afghan pattern makes:

You can see why that wasn’t going to do.  I know children that afghan would have been [...]

I Always Laugh When Mrs. Wigglebottom Sneezes

Mainly because it’s the world’s longest sneeze (with the exception maybe of elephants, having never witnessed elephant sneezes), starting way back near her brain and working its way down her snout so that she’s got to shake her head and curl her lips to finally get it to let go and come out.  It’s like [...]

Lessons I Learn So You Don’t Have To

If you have a tendency to get a little down when the Butcher is out of town and thus spend your Friday night (which is usually spent hanging out with him) watching television alone and feeding your dog pigs’ ears while you tell yourself it’s fine to eat one million Reese’s peanut butter cups as [...]

Urban Coyote

I just saw a coyote in the back yard!  I was taking the dog out to go to the bathroom when out from the bushes along the train tracks came this big reddish-brown thing that, at first, I thought was the world’s most enormous mutant fox, and I watched it just trot back behind the [...]

Pit Bulls of the State Rejoice!

The Editor is reporting that the AKC has talked to Kilby’s folks and the breed-specific legislation will not leave committee.

Addressing an Urban Myth about Pit Bulls

While it’s true that having a pit bull strapped to you will deter some panhandlers from approaching you, I can’t recommend their use in this manner (no matter how tempting it is after reading this thread).
First, these are breeds that average between 40 and 70 pounds (with some mixes hitting the century mark).  If you [...]

The Letter I Sent to Senator Kilby & The Rest of the Judiciary Committee

Dear Senator Kilby,
I am outraged to learn of your efforts to make it a crime for me to own my dog.  I’ve had her now for seven years and in that time, she’s bitten no one, attacked no one, and hardly ever even managed to annoy the cats.  She’s up-to-date on her shots and, though [...]

Mess With Me, Fine. Mess With My Dog, Now We’ve Got Problems

Say Uncle and Rachel both just emailed me about this piece of legislation that’s got me so angry I have half a mind to take Mrs. Wigglebottom down Charlotte and make Senator Tommy Kilby tell me to my face while looking at her, that he’s fine with taking her from me.
I don’t know how we [...]

Dog in Need of Home; Problem in Need of Solving

Hey, all, this girl was found under a deck Monday morning and the finder can’t keep her.  No kill shelters won’t take her, for obvious reasons, but she’s sweet and the finder would rather not put her in a shelter where she might be put down.
Anybody need a puppy?
Shoot, Christian, you’re getting ready to relaunch [...]

Lord, Protect Us From the People Supposed to Be Protecting Us

I can’t say with any certainty that I’m the first blogger to ever quote both Radley Balko and David Neiwert in the same post, but I bet I’m one of only a few.
So, here we go.
From Balko, we learn that, in Chicago, cops more often fuck prostitutes in exchange for not arresting them than they [...]

Lazy Sunday Morning

World, I ask you this.  Is there any more surprisingly pleasant feeling in the whole world than when a dog settles herself under you and rests her head across your feet, so that your toes are draped in the warm, soft folds of dog neck?
Here’s my small sadness for today.  I spent all yesterday afternoon [...]

Pit Bull Hero

Via Say Uncle, the story of a heroic pit bull.
Well, you know, using the term “pit bull” to mean any generic large terrier not readily identifiable as something else, because ole Dino weighs 120 pounds, but whatever.

Much Love for Mrs. Wigglebottom

I want to learn to be more like Mrs. Wigglebottom, who was happy enough to go for her walk and happy enough to turn back when I realized I should have had gloves and a hat.  She was happy enough when the folks were here and is happy enough to be back to her routine [...]