Puppy

The Puppy Writes About Mom and Weeds

Dear Kid,

Some people can pull weeds without getting dirty. Mom isn’t one of them.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Last night, Mom came home with a Determined Attitude. She was Determined to do some weeding, which was fine with me because I got to go Out. I figured we’d just be out for a little bit because it was time for my dinner.

Since Mom-wanting-to-weed is a pretty rare event, Dad came outside with us. According to Mom, we have more weeds per square foot than any other home in Ohio and she decided she’d rather be in second place.

Mom attacked the weeds with all the grace of a rampaging hippo. She dug out dirt. She dug out worms (which are boring). She dug out rocks (which are even more boring). She even dug out a bunch of weeds. I lay down in the grass to watch the events and wait for dinner.

Then she started in on a Really Big Weed. She gave it A Look which should have withered it, but weeds aren’t known for being particularly smart and it stayed leafy green. She used a bunch of Bad Words and a lot of dirt went flying.

Dad told her it was a tree. Mom said it was a weed. Then she gave Dad A Look. Dad should have withered (or at least stopped talking).

Dad: You know its root system goes down at least a foot or two right? You’re not going to be able to get it out with a hand trowel.

Oh, Dad, Dad. Not the right thing to say. I stayed safely on the grass watching the rest of the world and wondering when someone was going to feed me.

Mom continued to dig.

I have pointed out in the past that We Are Not Supposed to Dig, but apparently there are different rules for weeds.

After a while, Mom said: Do you think this is important?

Dad: That’s a scary sounding question. What is it?
Mom: I have no idea.
Dad: Is it metal? Leather?
Mom: Not metal. Don’t think it’s leather.
Dad: Well don’t hurt yourself with it. It’s not important whether it comes out of the ground

Oh, Dad, Dad. Not the right thing to say.

Mom gave the Thing a Look. The Thing wasn’t that smart, because it didn’t do anything. Then she started digging again.

After a long, long time (my tummy was rumbling really loudly—I could hardly hear myself think about dinner), Dad walked over to where Mom was still digging.

Dad: Would you like some help?
Mom: Yes, please

Dad smashed through the rest of the root system and the tree weed fell down. The Thing stayed in the ground (it didn’t sniff like anything interesting). And I finally got dinner.

Mom went off muttering that the only good reason to deal with weeds is to get a blog topic but she was too tired to write.

Dad pointed out that she had a lot of dirt on the back of her legs.

Oh, Dad, Dad. Not the right thing to say.

Love, Your Favorite Puppy

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Miranda, Alexander, Soccer Tryouts, and The List

Dear Kid,

For some, today is a day of rest. For me, today is a day of Doing.

Puppy: I shall take care of the Very Important Napping

It will not surprise you to learn I have a List and that it is not a short List. Nor will it surprise you to learn that I am still adding to the List.

Puppy: I have a list. It says “Nap, Eat, Play”

Dad and Pi are off at soccer tryouts and I am determined to Get Things Accomplished.

Puppy: You have too much energy

One of the things I hope to get done today is fix DearKidLoveMom. When we moved to our new hosting service, about two weeks’ worth of blogs fled into cyberspace. I hope to get them reposted today. This probably means they’ll show up in your email which means that you can either efficiently clean out your inbox or re-read them because you weren’t very awake the first time they came through.

Puppy: Ridiculous

In case you were wondering what else happened on June 13, I am delighted to tell you that June 13, 1966 was when the Miranda Rights were established. These days everyone knows about Miranda because we all watch enough episodes of Law & Order to have them memorized. But back then it was new and novel.

Also on this day in 323, Alexander the Great died. He was a very interesting…

Puppy: No one cares

Me: You have the right to remain silent too

Have a great day, kiddo.

Love, Mom

 

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Puppy Conversations | How to Get Rid of a Stink Bug and Pi Saves the Day

Dear Kid,

Bzzt

Pi and I both looked up from dinner.

Bzzzzth

Pi: What is that?
Me: I don’t know
Simultaneously: A stink bug
Pi: Well, excuse me Mister, but you are not welcome in here.

She got up and glared at the bug.

Pi: Out! Wait.

She opened one of the sliding doors on the porch.

Pi: Now. Out.

The stink bug flew up to the skylight.

Pi: Well, if that’s the way you want to do it.

She grabbed a page of newspaper.

Me: Not the comics
Pi: It’s newspaper
Me: It’s the COMICS!
Pi: It’s to get the stink bug! Yah!
Me: Don’t get stink bug on the comics!
Puppy: What are you people doing?
Pi: The sink bug is not cooperating!
Puppy: I think I’ll go outside
Me: I think you’ll stay right here
Puppy: Sigh
Pi: Out! Out! Out!
Puppy: Yes! Yes! Yes!
Pi: The stink bug is hiding in the door track! Get out of there you!

(Should I mention that we were laughing uncontrollably at this point?)

Me: Pi, close the door
Pi: I have to get the stink bug out!
Me: Yes, but you’re letting all his relatives in
Puppy: I am a good boy
Me: You’re a good boy because I’m holding your collar
Puppy: Sigh
Pi: Scoot little stink bug, scoot!
Me: I think you just broke some of his legs
Pi: How do you make bug casts?
Me: No casts
Pi: I still can’t get him out!
Me: Get the paper under him and flip him out
Pi: Paper under. Flip! And…. He’s out!
Puppy: Bye bug
Pi: And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you get rid of a stink bug
Me: Can I read the comics now?

Love, Mom

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Puppy’s Tastebuds Explode with Happiness | Puppy Conversations

Dear Kid,

Pet Wants kibble and jerky that the Nice Ladies were kind enough to share. DearKidLoveMom.comDid I tell you about Pet Wants? Great company. They make all natural, healthy pet food and were kind enough to share a sample with me (and the puppy). This is exactly what happened.

Puppy: Mom! Mom! You’re home! You’re home!
Me: Hi, Baby
Puppy: Mom! Mom! Mom! Look at my toy! Look at my—you smell different
Me: I small different?
Puppy: You. Must. Be. Sniffed. And your bag Must. Be. Sniffed.
Me: Sniff away
Puppy: (sniff) smells like mom…(sniff) smells like mom….(sniff) smells like mom….(sniff) smells like DELICIOUS!!!

Puppy: I would like some Delicious
Me: You would
Puppy: YesYesYes….I am spinning around because I can’t stand how excited I am
Me: Well, you have to wait a few minutes
Puppy: I have to WHAT??? I can’t wait!
Me: You have to wait a few minutes
Puppy: I don’t want to wait. I’m sitting nicely. See? I’m a good boy. No, I can’t sit still. I’m too excited for DELICIOUS!
Me: Sorry baby. I’m the mommy and you have to wait.
Puppy: This is not working out well for me

Puppy: Waiting…still waiting….trying to behave….waiting…MY NOSE IS GOING CRAZY!!!

Me: Now it’s your turn
Puppy: YAY! My turn! My turn! My Turn! My turn for what?
Me: A Surprise
Puppy: I love surprises! Love surprises!
Me: And it’s good for you
Puppy: Love Surpris—wait a minute. You think baths are “good for you”
Me: Baths are good for you
Puppy: Don’t like baths. Don’t like “good for you”
Me: I think you’ll like this
Puppy: What do you have? It smells sooooooo good
Me: It’s new food. It’s good for you
Puppy: I like food. I love food
Me: Would you like to try a piece?
Puppy: YesPleaseYesPleaseYesPlease……mmmmm…that is Good Food

Puppy: I was right. This is DELICIOUS
Me: I’m glad you like it
Puppy: De-licious. More please
Me: That’s all for now
Puppy: But….
Me: There’s a “But”?
Puppy: But it’s not what I sniffed before
Me: Caught that, did you?
Puppy: I am VERY good at sniffing
Me: You certainly are
Puppy: So…
Me: So?
Puppy: So where is the other sniff?
Me: Have you been a good boy?
Puppy: Very good! Very good! Very good! That. Smells. Amazing.
Me: I think your tail is going to come off, you’re wagging so hard
Puppy: I think my nose is going to explode!!!!
Me: Here’s a teeny piece
Puppy: I love teeny almost as much as I love lots
Me: What do you think?
Puppy: More.
Me: Wait, what do you think?
Puppy: More. More. More. More!
Pi: He looks like he’s addicted
Me: Yep. And the cool part is it’s good for him
Pi: He’s a very lucky boy
Puppy: More!!!
Pi: What are you giving him?
Me: Beef jerky. The nice ladies at Pet Wants a sample of the food and the beef jerky
Puppy: Love the nice ladies! Love the nice ladies! More!
Pi: How can that be good for him?
Me: Don’t you make healthy stuff that tastes good?
Pi: Well, yeah, but that’s because of the ingredients. Oh, I get it
Puppy: More! More! More! I’m in love with the nice ladies!!!

Love, Mom

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Crutches, Be a Millionaire Day, and Puppy Commentary

Dear Kid,

Already it’s been quite a busy morning.

Because of she’s on crutches, I drove Pi to school this morning. And because I’m That Kind Of Mom, the puppy came with us. And whined the entire trip.

Puppy: Did not
Me: Excuse me?
Puppy: I was offering a commentary on the things I sniffed
Me: In English we call that whining
Puppy: You do not understand sniffing

Do you know how hard it is to compose a blog in your head when the Puppy is whining? And I’m not talking about a soft, subtle whine, I’m talking about loud, in-your-face, non-stop, “I’m being abused” whining.

Puppy: If I whisper, you can’t hear the commentary
Me: I’d be willing to take my chances

In other news, DearKidLoveMom is making a technology change. Theoretically speaking, this shouldn’t impact you at all. It should be a smooth transition from one hosting service to another.

I did say “theoretically speaking”, right?

The challenge is that technology projects and “theoretically speaking” only have a passing acquaintance—at least in my experience.

Puppy: It’s because you don’t sniff them

I’m hoping you don’t even notice that the site has moved. But in case the world ends (and by “the world ends” I mean the site is down for some amount of time”) I want you to know that I had nothing to do with it and I’m not a bit surprised.

Puppy: If you’d give the technology a treat it would behave much better. Speaking of which…
Me: Puppies who whine in the car do not get treats. Especially not before I’ve finished my first cup of coffee.
Puppy: Drink up, woman!

And in still other news, it’s Be a Millionaire Day. It’s not clear to me if this is a directive or an honorific, but it’s not a bad thing. Especially since a million dollars isn’t really a million dollars any more. Well, it is but it only buys you an ice cream cone and a cup of tea in retirement.

How does one celebrate Be a Millionaire Day? I’m not sure. (Puppy: You sniff it.) Maybe you buy a winning lottery ticket (don’t waste your money buying losing tickets). Maybe you play a round of Monopoly. Or maybe you just go to work or school as usual and plan for the future.

Not sounding like a great day to celebrate? Probably because you’re not an expert sniffer.

Love, Mom

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A GREAT Day in Sports

Dear Kid,

Yesterday was a great day in sports (depending on your point of view of course).

The Rangers won the first game of the semi-finals (east) 2:1. Dad was out reffing so Pi picked up the coaching from the couch duties.

The Puppy napped.

Pi got ready for Prom (yes, prom is a sporting event). She looked fabulous, complete with a gold converse sneaker on one foot and a pink tie-died sock and aircast on the other.

The Puppy barked and had to be bribed to get out of the pictures.

There was golf. Records were broken. (Clean up on aisle 3.)

And American Pharaoh swam through the mud to victory at the Preakness, which means there is the possibility for a triple crown in three weeks at the Belmont Stakes.

The Puppy chewed on his foot to address an itch and then suggested he share dinner with Dad.

But here’s the best part of the day.

Charlotte Brown finished third at the Texas State Championships. You may remember (if not, I’ll remind you) that Charlotte Brown is an amazing teenager who just happens to be a blind pole vaulter. Vador, her guide dog, joined her on the medal stand. Massive cheers!

The Puppy was suitably impressed. Then asked to be scratched.

Love, Mom

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