Thursday, April 22, 2010

Another Day in Reno

Before the snow intruded

I’m pretty sure that Reno should have its own assigned seasons. Sure, it can keep the standard Winter, Spring, Summer, and Autumn. But I’m convinced that it should also have Almost-Spring, Just-Kidding-Spring, Springish-Summer, and Winterish-Autumn. Maybe it’s because I grew up in the Phoenix area of Arizona, but this just isn’t right. There should not be snowy-slush on the ground at the END OF APRIL!


I should have taken a picture of my poor dogs this morning. Drenched. Completely. Wet nose to tip of tail. Top of head to toe nails. Can I blame them for barking loud enough to wake up the neighbors at 4:30 this morning? A little bit, because after all, they do have dog houses that are nice and dry inside…and it’s not my fault Smalls pulled the blanket out of his so God could snow all over it. But then again, they just wanted to be where it was dry…and WARM. They didn’t care if the neighbors called Animal Control…at least they would be warm in a shelter.

Kyle let them come inside and chill out in the kitchen, but you see, 4:30 is “Up and Ready for the Day” time for Smalls. So, as Kyle is trying to drift back to sleep for another 2 hours of R & R…hahahaha. Another 2 hours of R & R…haha…who was he kidding?! Let me just inform you that our beloved Smalls is no longer, well, small. He is a GIANT…and he’s still a puppy. Heed my advice: BEWARE OF GIANT PUPPIES! So as Kyle is just starting to warm up his spot in bed again we hear this THUMP THUMP. That would be the sound of his giant paws coming down from off of the kitchen counter. This is also the sound of something-is-either-about-to-be-broken-or-chewed-to-smithereens, if it hasn’t happened already. Kyle grunts an annoying grunt. A grunt that only drives home just how frustrated he is with that dog. He flips off the covers, goes stomping into the kitchen, and proceeds to punish Smalls for his wrong doings. And the vicious cycle begins again. Kyle crawls into bed, THUMP THUMP, grunt, stomp, NO!, and repeat. And repeat. And repeat.

We love Smalls. We love Smalls. WE LOVE SMALLS!

Mean while, Angel is standing in the background laughing. To Smalls: “Serves you right for disrupting my poop session.” To Us: “Next time, you might want to rethink the whole I-think-another-dog-would-be-a-good-idea."

1 comment:

Varinia said...

I can't believe it snows there in April! Crazy... Come visit sunny Florida! They weather is much better than AZ, although humid, you don't feel like you are in a giant Oven baking!