rough life/from the sidelines

would you look at this? would you look at the rough life my poor dog has...

this is what happens after i get out of bed, either to run, or get in the shower.

when i leave, she jumps right up into my spot (after an invitation from hank, of course), and makes herself right at home.

yes friends, my dog leads a very rough and difficult life.

hank claims that this doesn't happen everyday, but i am not buying it.

i am pretty sure it does.

i'm pretty sure this is the luckiest dog on the planet.
at least that's over 15 pounds...

(the tiny dogs that get carried around in purses all day while wearing diamond studded shirts totally baffle me even more.)



also equally amusing (okay, definitely moreso) was beth the other day, as she sat and watched the neighbor boys play basketball in our backyard.

it was so great - she carried the ball around the court with them for a while and when they decided they were going to play a game "street rules" (they're 5 and 6 - where do they get this?), she took the ball over to the grass, sat on it, and watched them from the sidelines the whole time. and she would yell at them and wave her arm, sometimes pointing to... i'm not sure what she was pointing to, but she was absolutely involved in that game. it was very funny for me as i sat and watched her sit and watch them. i was thoroughly amused.

and after the game was done and the boys were guzzling water from their water bottles, beth too rewarded herself with some hydration. she had worked so hard to be a good fan!

and i do not need the reminder that in the blink of an eye she'll be

old enough to play with these boys... yikes.