1.15.2012

January 15, 2012

White Dog got to go first with Steve as he ran out for warm croissants from the bakery. All of the others jealously pressed their noses against the front door as they skipped out and zoomed off. Puff rode along to pick up some photo supplies Steve needed (she loves going alone because she gets to sit in White Dog's captain's chair). Quinn wanted...and received...just a short a walk around the neighborhood and then he wanted to go home.

YoYoMa must have gotten a snooter full of Spring air from somewhere for he was full of macho studliness and bravado. He was driving poor Puff to distraction wanting to play the "Hey Baby Let's Mambo" game and was getting a little too pushy as he walked past gentle Quinn. So he got to come with to the photo shoot (I am doing an ad for Dragon's dad)...the others sighed with relief at the thought of Yo not being in their faces for a while.

There was plenty of time for the Park when we returned so everyone was harnessed up to go. Yet Another White Dog decided that he needed a nap after an afternoon of supervising photography so he opted to stay home. The rest of the WDA gratefully trotted through the grass; White Dog as usual, plowed across the field full-speed until she was spent and then calmly walked alongside the others.

In the middle of last night, we heard a groan and then a snap come from the office. No pup barked or stirred so we decided investigation could wait until this morning. In our nearly 100 year old home, there is an extreme shortage of closet space so Steve has a portable ancillary unit in the office. During the night, the hanger rod had given way (yes, Steve loves clothes). So tonight the project involved attempting to fix it (no go since the rod is aluminum and cannot be straightened) and then assembling the extra unit we had thought at one time to put up in the basement and just never got around to. Things seem to be going well but one-by-one Steve's supervisory help is succumbing to the need for a post dinner nap.

Good help is just so hard to find...especially on a Sunday!

14 comments:

bichonpawz said...

Agreed! Good help is hard to find...especially on a Sunday!
xoxo Chloe and LadyBug

♥♥♥ The OP Pack ♥♥♥ said...

Good thing it wasn't a Monday because we all sleep the day away:)

Hope the clothes are all neatly hung again.

Woos - Phantom, Thunder, Ciara, and Lightning

Amber DaWeenie said...

Hmmmmmm....good help is ALWAYS hard to find at my house! BOL

GOOSE said...

MOM says I'm good help. Maybe I could stop by and give ya a paw.
Blessings,
Goose

Remington said...

Sometimes it's hard to find good help....

Brian said...

I think the WD Army had everything under control!!!

Random Felines said...

sheesh...just can't trust those hangers.... sounds like a busy day all around!!

Mr. Pip said...

When the WD Army finishes up with this project maybe they would like to pop over and work on some of the things on our to do list.

Your pal, Pip

Jo's World said...

We are surprised that no one got up at night to see what this noise was about. My imagination would have provided me with lots of other noises to go with it.

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Jo, Stella and Zkhat

Teddy Bear said...

We've heard the snapping of a closet rod in the middle of the night and it is indeed scary. What a fun project day.:)

Love,
Teddy Bear & Sierra

Bailey Be Good! said...

Help on a Sunday? That's preposterous! Teehee!

Woofs & hugs, <3

~Bailey (Yep, I'm a girl!)

KB said...

That last photo is perfect!!!!!

Kari in Vegas said...

Good help is hard to find but supervisors are easy to find at our house :)

Stop on by for a visit
Kari
http://dogisgodinreverse.com

Sagira said...

Sounds like a busy Sunday.

That happened to me when I was a teenager my dad went out and got a really heavy duty pipe and just hung that in my closet and I never had that problem again. haha. :)