How Jack Russell Terrier Puppies Dry Themselves

Just got a new puppy video. Some quick background. My father is a cleaning Nazi- German background, obsessive compulsive cleaner. Weekly cleaning involves dusting and polishing everything in the house, scrubbing the front and back porch, taking down all light fixtures and cleaning the INSIDE of them, and so forth. Formerly painted walls have been wallpapered because they could not get clean enough, and then two years later, had the wallpaper removed and were repainted because, and I quote, “I got bored with it.” Like I said. Nazi.

We also have two living rooms. One where we are allowed to be in, the other which is reserved for… well, I don’t know who is good enough to be allowed in there. Jesus, maybe. The kids, such as we are, are allowed in there for Christmas. The rest of the time- stay out.

The puppies have had a bath, and immediately raced downstairs into the “good” living room, and are bouncing from couch to couch squirming all over the place while my mother video tapes them. In the background, you can hear my father… vacuuming. At the very end of the tape, listen for the “OH MY GOD!” as he sees what my mother and the puppies are up to:

This is a typical day in the life of the Cole family.

Open Thread

Another Ginny and Guesly picture:

And someone’s cat passed out cold:

And here is someone’s pooch:

I’ll be back later, have at it.

Puppy Update

No puppies were harmed taking these photos. First, Guesly sleeping:

And Ginny posing:

More pictures as dad sends them. They are getting really big, and are attending obedience school.

Your Nightly Moment of Zen

Blogged out, but I just got a picture in today of a pet that I have to post. Yes, there are still dozens of pictures in my folder waiting to be posted, but if you want to fast track your pet on to this blog, a sure-fire way is to send me a picture of your loved one in a compromising or humiliating position. Something like this:

I am not sure what happened to this little fellow, but I love the look. Here is your nightly open thread.

*** Update ***

This belongs in no thread in particular, but I am so sick and tired of hearing the stimulus bill being called $800 billion in spending by Republican hacks. A sizable chunk of that bill was tax cuts, and I know I am off the GOP reservation, but since when did they start referring to tax cuts as government spending? Does that mean Bush spent a couple trillion dollars with his tax cuts? Or are tax cuts just considered spending when Democrats are the ones who cut them? Can’t these people be honest about any damned thing?

And Now For The Important News of the Day

Puppy incoming:

The whole world, it seems, wants to know: What kind of dog are the Obamas getting and, for goodness sake, when?

Speaking to PEOPLE at the White House recently, Michelle Obama leaned in and confided: “You’re getting some scoops here.”

So, when? In April, Mrs. Obama says – after she and the President take daughters Malia, 10, and Sasha, 7, on a vacation for spring break.

Here’s a sample of a typical family conversation on the matter: “So Sasha says, ‘April 1st.’ I said, ‘April.’ She says, ‘April 1st.’ It’s, like, April!,” Mrs. Obama recalls. “Got to do it after spring break. You can’t get a new dog and then go away for a week.”

And what kind of dog will soon be frolicking on the South Lawn? Mrs. Obama says the family is looking for a rescue Portuguese Water dog who is “old enough” and a “match” for the family dynamic.

Here are some pics of a Portuguese Water Dog. I got a mutt I named Ajax when I was six who looked like a light brown version of this, and he was a great dog but a horrible pain in the rear. My parents called him “swampfoot,” because he had this unique ability to sneak off into creek and get filthy in under two minutes. He was also ornery as hell. He would not respond when you called him if he didn’t think you had visual contact, and you had the great spectacle of my parents standing in the backyard yelling “AJAX! AJAX, DAMNIT, I SEE YOU.” Then and only then would he come. My other enduring memory of Ajax is with his beard coated red with spaghetti sauce. He just loved the stuff. What a great dog.

At any rate, the kids are getting their dog soon it seems. Huzzah.


I am headed to dinner with a friend, so here are some pet pics and a clean thread for you. First, a snapshot of Tunch from about five minutes ago:

And now some of your kids:

Claim your kids.

Two quick things, though. I was watching the Dog Show again last night, and even though I love Jack Russell’s, I have decided I just like bigger dogs. I loved the standard and giant schnauzer in the show (was Spirit something, or what?), I always like Boxers (I just love how emotional they are), and having had a friend with a mastiff, I just adore them. Sadie the Mastiff was the sweetest dog ever, although a total pain in the rear end to sleep with.

Second, I gave Tunch wet food this morning (some high protein low carb stuff by Wellness), and he made a liar out of me. He inhaled it. I swear he has always turned up his nose at it before. I guess I might make the transition to wet food. We need shots, so maybe I will get him on that M/D stuff.

Kinda Burnt Out

In case you haven’t noticed, I am kind of burnt out and have been slacking. Too much going on and too much to do, plus kind of blogged out after the inaugural burst. At any rate, pets:

Remember that awesome video a while back of the dog on the water slide while the owner was away? I also really like cats that look like lions, for whatever reason. I also almost forgot, I am thinking about adopting a 3 year old cat who needs a home. He has been de-clawed (something I would never do), so I think I will wait awhile since I know those probably go pretty quick, and I will just pick up someone else if he is not around in a week.

PS- No, I don’t have an opinion about the stupid damned NY Post chimpanzee cartoon. I simply don’t care. Don’t buy the NY Post if it pisses you off.