Chicken!!!!!!

Cheese!!!

As the panic raced though my body all I could think is "Could we just have one boring day?"

I remember a time when I constanty complained about having nothing to do. Well I have to say that is ancient history. If it isn't something with Jason it is something with the house or dogs. I think it is a conspiracy.

Yesterday I left the house for all of 10 minutes to run an errand. Being a cheep skate I want to fill every garbage sack to the max before I discard it. So, since the sack was too full to keep in the can I took it out. When I was leaving I put it up high because I know the dogs all so well. You see Moe and Mae are on a diet so they think they are starving. When it comes to finding a quick snack their first choice is always the garbage. If it is remnants from plates or even just the juice that lines a can that used to be filled with veggies. They really aren't picky.

Sunday night we had fried chicken so this particular garbage was.............well.................somewhat leathal for a pup. I am sure you can see where this is going.

So, as I said I put the garbage up high so that the girls couldn't get to it, or so I thought. When Jason and I returned 10 minutes later there was an empty chicken bucket in the livingroom. That was obviously out of place. I began freaking out thinking where did all of the bones go. I put Jason down and ran to the kitchen. There was garbage stretching from one corner of the room to the other. I sifted through the mess to find no chicken bones. The dogs were no where to be found either. Thinking they must be dead somewhere in the house I ran around looking for them (Jason followed screaming "MOE!" over an over again). I wasn't suprised to find Mae hiding in Jason's closet and Moe hiding in our closet. They knew they were in trouble. Even though I was very angry I was still freaking out about the bones. So, who else do you call when you have a question about dogs. Well, if you don't want to pay for the advice you call none other than my mom. She calmed me down and I proceeded to pick up the huge mess the dogs made.

It was a fun time............................ I could have killed the dogs, but they are still breathing. They sure made me freak out, but there was nothing wrong with them. I really think if cats have 9 lives, dogs must have more.

updated pic of our yard.

So, today I am just waiting for some other strange thing to happen. My crew never fails to produce. Until next time..............................

Note: Today is the big day for the Coale family. In fact they should have a new member by now. Congrats guys!!!!!! I will post pics when I get them.