Scribbles and Scrambles ~ And We Helped

I said helped, not yelped. Though there was a wee bit of vocalizing. 

I took the girls to go vote yesterday. 

Can I just RAVE about dog seat belts? Amazing invention. One end clicks into the seatbelt buckle. The other attaches to the collar or harness rings. They can stand on their hind legs and stick their heads out the window, get down on the floor, wrestle, etc, but they are restrained. LOVE. 

So I seat belted them in and they sucked wind (ha, ha) for the five mile trip. Then I left them with a window rolled down for fresh air. The temperature was perfect, very low 60s. I came out five whole minutes later wondering what they did while I was inside. They were perfect angels. (I think) No one came stumbling into the building looking like they had gotten a sneak-bark attack. 

They both needed a nap after the adventure though. And a treat, of course. 

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Weekend Fun With Pups...

The pups got to go trick or treating with the kids Friday night. Amazingly, they didn't rip their costumes to shreds (Nor anyone else's, whew). I didn't see them even nibbling at each other. It probably helped that they were focused on the kids candy filled pumpkins and a little shell-shocked with all the sights and sounds of Halloween. The temperature was a brisk 40 something.  There were a few costume tilts and leans. But they looked pretty stylin, 

 Saturday we had a little incident. Rob and I had a huge Aloe Vera plant that we separated into about 30 different plants. We had a few we hadn't given away. And since it had gotten cold we pulled them inside and put them on the mud room floor. 

So the pups were running free indoors while I was doing some cooking. And it got really, really quiet. I tiptoed and peeked around the corner. And spied a dirt party in progress. Oh yeah, they were having lots of fun. The blurry pictures stink but the dirt coated noses were too funny. 

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Crazy Cycle

Gladys and Gertrude have a favorite game. I finally got enough footage to merge it all together so I can share it with you. 

We have two couches forming an L shape and they love to chase each other from one couch to the other. They really love to use me as a spring board to help them on their crazy journey. 

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Friday. Yay.

 I'm ready for the week part of the week to be done and embrace some weekend. I'm going to be trick or treating with the kids and the bumble bee and spider pups. And working on some recipes and writing the article that needs to be attached. The best thing about this weekend? An extra hour. YAY! If I have some downtime I may sand and start painting my $1.00 magazine rack/puppy supply cabinet right behind Gladys's head. It's going to be really colorful. I'm thinking turquoise with striped drawers. 

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ A Peek at the 1880's

While in Nebraska City I found some sweet things. One of the best was an autograph book or maybe school memory book. I took a picture of the cover and a couple of pages. I'll put the rest on the blog later. It's kind of amazing to touch something others touched over a century ago. And see how things change and stay the same all at the same time. 

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ A Link or Two Just For Fun

Epic Facial Hair

http://www.boredpanda.com/just-for-men-world-beard-moustache-championships-2014/



Look Alike Fun

http://www.boredpanda.com/similar-to-each-other/



Wow. Creativity and Patience

http://www.boredpanda.com/single-wire-tree-sculptures-clive-maddison/



Surprised Cat

http://www.boredpanda.com/omg-cat-benye/



And an Angry One

http://www.boredpanda.com/garfi-the-angry-cat/

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Something Happened on the Way to 50 - Dog Edition

Well a load of things, actually. 

There are a few things in my life that I never expected when I was a sweet young thing and still wet behind the ears. 

Never, never, never was I a dog person. When I was a teenager we got a recycled dog. Boots was pretty much independent. We lived in the country and she loved to run. Like the wind. I don't remember ever getting to bare my soul to her while she patiently wagged and bestowed doggie kisses to soothe my teenage angst. Nope. Boots only got up close and personal while running and for some reason her favorite reach out and touch someone routine was a long snouted speedily delivered goose. Oh yes. Like I said, not so much a dog person. Oh, and there was the incident with the pampered poodle princess dog that belonged to my friend. The poodle was actually named Princess I think. My friend's mom picked me up on the way home from the groomer. Princess had blue painted nails and matching ribbons. And she sat in my lap. Around a corner we turned and Princess sat on my arm just a bit and left a sit ring which is much, much worse than a bathtub ring. 

The other thing lacking in my life was understanding dog people. I mean, what did they smoke? Letting dogs lick them, sleep with them, dress like them. Right? 

Okay. Over the years I've begun to get it. Lily and Lola pretty much turned me into a dog person. And I spoiled them (to quote their mother). But the pups. Dang. My brain is broken. Note: They sleep in their kennel. Note: I'm quite quick to gross out over certain things. Note: I often tighten up the budget and avoid spending on luxury items. 

Note: We bought (yes, we, he's nuts, too) them costumes. The first batch was too small so I even had to go to another Target store to exchange for the medium. The second cashier even rolled her eyes. 

I have become that person. I'm going to use the grandbabies as great excuses for this. I mean how precious is it that the 7 year old picked out a bee costume and we unknowingly did the same? Twin bees? And the Dark Knight sure could use a spider side kick, right? If only he'd picked Spider Man.