Bad Ass Biker Dog

This is Kayloo’s Harley Davidson dog tag. She wears it because she is a bad ass biker chick, just like her mom (you can see examples of just how bad ass I am here and… oh what the hell, let’s laugh at me again: here). Mickey has one too (although it’s not a heart, duh, [...]

Pet Eliminator

Know what would be a miracle? Not needing this “PET ODOR” ELIMINATOR CRAP ANYMORE!!! What is going on? I thought we were OVER THIS BULLSH*T!!! If my dogs aren’t fighting they’re wrecking stuff, if they aren’t wrecking stuff they are generally being a pain in the butt. * *For those of you reading my blog [...]

Too Cute For School

Okay. This is just a super cute picture of Kayloo. She was playing, and she was running, and was crashing into stuff and then she got tired and sat on her toy box (here’s another cute picture… and OH MY GOD ANOTHER ONE). Yes, I do realize I need to get a grip. Thank you. [...]

Thanksgiving Wine: I Blame Canada

Thanksgiving is coming up. Food mmm. Wine mmm. The first glass of wine I can remember tasting was in my first year of university. It was Thanksgiving, and one of my friends had organized a potluck. The cozy (read: cramped) house was filled with the homey aroma of turkey roasting in the oven, stove top [...]

1 Yr Olds- Baby 1: Dog 0

John and I babysat our friends’ little girl on Friday night. Little Munchkin (LM) is about 1 1/2 years old. Mickey is about 1 1/2 years old. LM was pretty darn good. Mickey was a pain in the ass. Let’s compare, shall we? When I arrived LM had a wee bit of a breakdown once [...]

CIBC Run for the Cure 2009

Mickey and I walked the CIBC Run for the Cure again this year (check out a photo of us from 2008). I’m honoured to have joined thousands of Canadians across the country in support of raising funds for breast cancer research. My heart goes out to the individuals and families touched by this horrible disease. [...]

Happy October! (or How to Train a Cat to Sit)

Happy October, everyone! Mmmm… I love the fall. When I was a kid there was a cat that adopted the street that my family lived on. He was a really cool cat. He liked ice cream. He was orange, so naturally his name was Tigger. He knew how to ‘sit,’ and ‘stay,’ and when my [...]