Thursday, March 31, 2011

OCD ADD DOG

I love my dog... Really. I LOVE my dog... There are days, However, that I just want to twist his little blue neck shut till the bubbles stop.
I'm working in my office, trying to make some semblance of order from the thousand or so receipts that go with home improvement on our taxes, when Jack comes in with a racquetball.

BOUNCE

Bounce

Bounce

bounce bounce bounce

"Jack, I'm busy... Go lay down and relax."

chew

chew

BOUNCE

Bounce

bounce bounce bounce

"Really, Go play with your stuffed animals..."

Bounce

bouncebouncebounce

chew

chew

bounce bounce

STARE

BOUNCE

Bounce

bounce

bounce

bouncebouncebounce

(Under my desk, of course)

STARE

Good thing I have a few days left to get this done.

chew

chew chew

bouncebouncebounce

DON'T TELL THE RED QUEEN I SAID THAT!

Chew

chew

chewchewchew

BOUNCE

Bounce

bounce

bouncebouncebounce

Sigh.

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2 Comments:

At April 07, 2011 10:31 PM, Anonymous Bou said...

Jack and Bones would be thick as thieves. Your Bounce bounce bounce is like my Mom! Mom! Mom! Gah!

 
At April 19, 2011 10:39 AM, Blogger Jerry in Oklahoma said...

I gotta agree with Bou. After staying with my friends' kids including a 13 year old teenage boy on the cusp of puberty. He would bounce a basketball on a hardwood floor in the front entryway over and over until finally an adult would scream his name to stop it. His response was always the same. "What?" Good grief.

 

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