So this weekend we went on an overnight trip like totally spontaneously which pretty much never happens because my mom and dad are old and boring. But last night my mom was talking to Auntie Kathryn and she invited us to visit at her sister's place in Taylor's Falls which is this really cool little town by the bluffs on the river and it's like forever away and on a dirt road and I thought there were only dirt roads in Iowa. And when we got there I was really surprised to find some real craziness going on that you will only understand with pictures.
First, there was this.
Her name is Gaya and she pretty much stayed away from me because I'm so tough - my mom said it's because I'm an a*shole.
And then to make matters worse - they have this annoying little thing called Ruby who pretty much learned to stay away from me too.
But the worst thing was this - MOE! All the time he's all "hi Moe!" "hi Moe!" and blah blah blah totally showing off because he can talk and he snuggles with people and everyone thinks he's the best thing ever. Whatever.
But the worst of the worst was Moe gets all the best treats. Here he is eating coffee cake - coffee cake!
This is me telling Moe to buzz off but he didn't listen and just stole all the attention the whole time. All I have to say is "bye Moe!"
But he didn't get half a huge breakfast sausage like I did, and he didn't get to sleep in a tent with my mom and dad and curl up like a little jelly bean.
One of the best parts of the whole trip was me becoming an Olympic gold medal winner in the category of car farts! My mom and dad are still recovering and so is the sun roof on the car - it got quite a workout!
Sunday, August 10, 2008
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That sounds like one of our trips. Well, we have a tent but not all those other animals. And I usually get sausage and eggs for breakfast and anything that falls on the ground. Mo looks a little spoiled. Maybe he is a bit confused saying hello to himself.
Deefor
Breakfast sausage sound better than coffee cake to us any day, Ike! We think you're luckier than Moe!
Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch
Ike,
My mom is super super amazed you didn't chase Moe.
We have one of those Moes and it's ohso fun to chase her and scare her!
Who wants coffee cake when there's sausage???
Wow, Ike! You DID have a crazy weekend! Good for you keeping those other dogs in line, but too bad about Moe. He does look like an attention hog...
Love Clover xo
How very exciting Ike! Moe looks conceited.. Wel done for putting him in his perch.. Sausages sound better than coffee cake anytime!
What a show off that Moe. You are WAY more handsome and sausage is way better than stupid coffee cake. My Mom laughed when you wrote about 'annoying little things called Ruby'...any idea why she laughed, I don't get it!
Lots of Licks, Ruby
Ike! I can't believe you were an a*shole with those two labbies. Well, the puppy labbie was probably annoying. That's understandable. All those puppies think they are sooooo cute. Blech. But Ike, dude, we gotta talk about that bird. Chompers buddy. You gotta use them. One good chomp and Moe would have been "no moe". I don't know how you resisted that one.
Good farting in tight spaces technique.
xo
SB
Go Ike! Us Bostons are the World Champions of farting - car farts, couch farts, bed farts, and the ultimate face fart!
And don't worry about being called an a-hole, my Mama calls me that all the time. I think it's a term of endearment. Maybe I should send you one of Punk Rock Dogg's a-hole dog tees!
C-ya,
Murphy Dogg
I'm glad to see that your dad and mom recognized you are worthy of a gold medal, Ike ~~~ congrats!
I think you should have gotten another one for not being afraid of the Moe Moe guy. He looked scary to me.
Ike
Congwatulations!!!
A gold medal in fawts..I didn't even know thewe was that categowy..I'm vewy impwessed..I bet the sausage helped you get to youw victowy
smoochie kisses
ASTA
ROFLMAO!!
I am so glad you got to go do something fun for once!! car farts are the BEST farts!! glad you showed that Moe who is boss.
That's funny we have been called a similar name when it comes to be social, oh well. Nice stink attack
Hi, Ike!
Congratulations on your Medal!!!!
Yes, sausage is much better than coffee cake!
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza
Haha, Ike.
My name is Mango the Maltese kiddo.
I showed your blog to my mom and both of us had a good loud laugh.
You're so cool, dude! Love your humor! And you're married, your wife is beautiful, wishing you two lovely doggies always happy together!
Congrats on your gold medal, haha, here I'm laughing again! You impressed me, I didn't even know that Olympics category ever exists!
Cheers.
You look cool with your medal, Ike!
congratulations on your medal! I think I could compete in that as well, my specialty is the ones that happen when the moms lets me sleep with my but right up near her nose!
Dear Ike,
Please thank your Mom for her advice on my blog! I love Regency. I've gotten some Regency patterns this year, but what with moving haven't had time to do them. I also am working on making hats for people undergoing chemo. :-) BUt I'm sure she was a beautiful Austeneque bride!
Keep on fartin' on, Ike! You're so cute (but then, I don't have to smell you-lol)! ~Darcy
Oh... Moe sure looks interesting. Yeah for getting the gold medal.
~ Girl girl
Yup, it is pretty diffficult to compete with a talking bird. Even if all it can say is "Hi Moe".
They just don't appreciate your special personality. That bird looks annoying.
Way to go on the car farts! Dex and I blasted momma on the way to the spa and she had to open all the windows.
Slobbers,
Mango
We think you are luckier than Moe.He get coffe cake but you get sausage. Now isnt that a better deal.
Love
Boy n Baby
What the hell? A talking bird? Yeesh--it's hard enough to get the apes to shut their yappers around here.
Good job with the farting in an enclosed space medal. I have no doubt you earned it.
wally t.
Ike!
I always KNEW you were a champion. (However, I think Stella could rival you in the car fart department.)
Sounds like you had several cross cultural experiences on your weekend getaway. I think I liked your description of sleeping with your parents curled up like a jelly bean best... mmm... jelly beans...
Goober love,
Stanley
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