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.

Hey! I have a webcamera! I totally forgot -- how much fun is that?!

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Now I can take pictures of my house and garden and new haircuts and dresses and stuff. COOL. I can't believe I forgot about it. I've never had one!

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

OK, I'll back off the ledge...for now!

I'm just really angry and frustrated about it. I had it in a good shape, it just needed a trim, which is what I told the girl. But, she ... misunderstood?

I usually cut it myself, but it takes four days of fussing with it and snipping here and there to get it right. I knew I should have done it myself! I'm never trusting my hair to a stranger, ever again!

The thing is, I'm trying to find a job. I want to look good for interviews. But now I have this too short weird cut that does not represent me...the rage is coming back!