It's awesome that Darby is fireworks mellow!

I feel the way Maria does; if it couldn't be the Flyers (boyfriend and CEO will be sad, but considering they got Phillies WS, I don't feel too bad for 'em), I am happy it's the Blackhawks.

And Liese is cute.

Took the dogs out for a hike and Cayenne managed to spend 3 minutes orgastically (sp?) rolling in...a dead gopher. YUCK. She's had two baths already and still stinks. Little craphead.

Hair tragedy! If it's not too short you can probably get a fix. How short is it?

It's about an inch long in spots, maybe 2.5 at the longest spots. The only thing I can do is try to cut it all down to that length and start over.

a dead gopher. YUCK. She's had two baths already and still stinks. Little craphead.

I wish you could see my agast/sympathy face. Poor you...happy Cayenne.

Bartleby once took 3 full body dives into the fluid effluent from the bottom of a trash truck on a summer's day years ago. Oh. My. Everloving. God.

Given the number of baths so far, I suspect the effect is roughly equivalent. I say again, poor YOU!

When Dallas was a tiny puppy and we lived in, well, Dallas, we'd have bigass thunder and lightning what felt like every day.

The first time it happened she SHOT under the bed and I dragged the poor squirming critter out and took her on the porch and cuddled her. The next time I played with her. By the end of the week when storms started she'd run to the door for playtime.

The only thing I can do is try to cut it all down to that length and start over.

Well, you know I endorse this strategy but maybe give it a week to settle down and see what you can do with product.

dogs in elk dogs in elk dogs in elk.

Oh my! Jilli! If only you were a little girl, this would be PERFECT for you: [link]

Liese is very very happy. The cute must be a side effect.
 
That`s so funny about the dogwalking. Hee. The Biscuit has never managed to roll in dead stuff. Stinkiest he got (except for the skunk) was when his host dog we were visiting in Kansas ran into their lake and brought back a dead fish for the Biscuit, which they happily ate before we could get to them. We were super impressed at first, thinking Jonah had caught a fish for the Biscuit (he`s a hunting dog) but his owner was all, no. And then we were all, Ew!

Dead fish! Yuck!

Usually it's Chile and usually it's just poop that is easy to wash off (cow poop, horse poop, she's not picky).

I wish you could see my agast/sympathy face. Poor you...happy Cayenne.

Yeah, until it was bath time!

Cayenne! Stinky stuff, while fun, makes the baby jesus cry! Or at least your mom!

The worst was when Bear, our old dog, used to go into the Bay mud in Palo Alto. Stinky girl.