Our dog doesn’t have a reputation for being the smartest one,
we joke that next time we get a pup we’re not going for the cutest one.
Then I see her stretched out in the sun enjoying an afternoon nap
and I wonder if she’s really that dumb after all!
18-105mm lens at 75mm, 1/13 sec at f/.3, ISO 400
I can’t even be mad at the dog for this mess!
Saturday I bought a 40lb bag of dog food and left it in the garage, which is where the dog stays when we’re out for more than a couple of hours. It’s probably not necessary to tell you that I forgot about the bag of food when we all left the house on Monday morning.
Darling Boy is responsible for feeding the dog, I told him not to bother Monday evening, that I was sure that she had plenty of food during the day!
18-105mm lens at 18 mm, 1/60 sec at f/3.5, ISO 1000
[Photo is at the bottom of the post]
From Ned Hardy
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.
When it’s in your best interest, practice obedience.
Let others know when they’ve invaded your territory.
Take naps and stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and play daily.
Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
When you’re happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
No matter how often you’re scolded, don’t buy into the guilt thing and pout… run right back and make friends.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
Eat with gusto and enthusiasm.
Stop when you have had enough.
Be loyal.
Never pretend to be something you’re not.
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
And MOST of all… When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close byand nuzzle them gently.
And if you’re my dog, don’t hesitate to claim your owners chair as your own!
105mm macro lens, 1/5 sec at f/3.0, ISO 1600
Day 107 Digging – I’m not sure if I’ve taken photos of it before, but last fall a section of the fence fell over, the post wasn’t set deep enough in fairly lose dirt so when there were some high winds, that was the end of it. Not long after winter arrived with a vengeance so I decided to wait until spring. DB was eager to help and for a change actually WAS useful! Here he is doing his best to unearth a rock that was keeping us from digging the post hole deep enough.
Day 108 Nap Time – something wore Princess Persistent out, 3:30 in the afternoon and she was sound asleep on the couch!
Day 109 Preparation – 6:20am, somewhere along the Boston Marathon route, in just a few hours 25,000+ runners would pass by here on their way to the finish line
Day 110 What is it about Tuesdays? This makes 2 weeks in a row that I forgot to take a photo on Tuesday!
Day 111 Snow Pile – Yes, this late in spring and there is still a 2-story tall snow pile in a remote parking lot of a local mall. Any bets for how long until it’s completely gone?
Day 112 Mask – DB spent the week in camp run by the school district, at the high school, since it was spring break. Thursday he came home with this mask and he insisted I take a picture of it for my picture of the day.
Day 113 Carpet Destruction – Our dog is lucky to be alive, 12 years old and she’s still randomly wrecking things. This time it was the downstairs carpet, I can only guess that a stray thread caught her interest and she didn’t stop until she managed to unravel several feet of carpet along the seam where 2 sections come together. Oh yeah, it cost $2000 to replace this carpet 2 1/2 yrs ago when our water heater burst 
Day 114 Meatballs – Veronica made meatballs from scratch on Saturday, she browned them in the pan before putting them in the crockpot to simmer in the homemade sauce. I said something on Twitter, put no one took us up on the offer to join us for dinner
Day 115 Hammock – FINALLY, a day that felt like spring, so I set up the hammock and spent a little while enjoy a gentle breeze while gazing at the sky 
18-105 mm lens at 105 mm, ISO 800, f/5.6, 1/20 sec
Time: 3:30 pm
Place: basement
Veronica picked up some marrow bones for the dog recently
I know she’s determined, but for the life of me I can’t figure out how she (the dog, not Veronica!) got the inside that clean!
I guess it’s not just for people! And no, I don’t mean that Milk-bone isn’t just for people!
A little over 2 yrs ago our water heater died, flooding our finished basement and ruining the wall-t0-wall carpet in the process. After having a water damage restoration company come in and deal with the mess, waiting for a check from the insurance company and waiting for new carpeting to be installed, 2 months later we had our basement back.
About a month after that, I was vacuuming the basement and the vacuum caught the seem and tore up a piece of carpet (the dimensions of our basement necessitated 2 sections of carpet and a seam). As it turns out, the backing on the carpet was defective and Lowe’s replaced all of it at their cost. The downside was I had to empty the basement (5 bookcases, desk, couch, TV, misc kids toys, etc) for a THIRD time! The first time was when the initial damage occurred, the second was when the new carpet was installed 2 months later.
Saturday afternoon I had to shampoo a section of the basement carpet. Apparently at some time while I was gone the fucktard dog decided to piss on the carpet AND Veronica didn’t notice. When I pointed out the carpet stain to her and asked about it, she had no clue when it might have happened :-/
So I’m already pissed because there’s a carpet stain that should have been noticed before it set in. Then as I’m working the carpet steam cleaner back and forth over the affected area, the rotating brushes catch the carpet seam and in an instant unravels a section of the carpet, leaving the gap you see below. I was NOT happy!
I swear, either she practices or has a natural affinity for getting tangled around the patio table and chairs.
In either case, it’s pretty much a daily occurrence…
Thursday afternoon I had to take our dog to the vet for her annual check-up. It was my job to stand next to the treatment table and hold her while the doc did his thing.
So much for my black t-shirt! I’m surprised the little fucker isn’t bald…
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With this picture, we’re halfway through the year and I haven’t missed a day of my Project365 yet! Some days picture inspiration has come easily, others I’ve had to work at it a little more, but every single day I’ve posted a picture that was taken the day before. I copied the words below from the Digital Photography School website- I’ve gone from shooting entirely in Auto mode to almost entirely in Manual mode (except for days like today, when I hand Veronica the camera to take a picture of me!) and I know that I’m noticing more of the world around me, so the project is working for me.
The idea behind starting a Project365 is to make photography an every day event, with hopes of improving the art. It also has the added benefit of forcing a photographer to slow down and take a different look at the world around them.
I hope that you enjoy seeing my pictures as much as I like taking them and I’m looking forward to Days 184-365!
It’s time for another random topics post…
I now have concrete evidence that our dog is getting old and lazy. When she was a pup, she was a dedicated escape artist, bolting out the door at every opportunity. And let me tell you, the little fucker was QUICK! She’d run around the neighborhood, me chasing after her like an idiot, her eluding me until she decided to let me catch her and bring her back home. Sometimes this would go on for 15-20 minutes, me cursing the entire time.
Now? Not so much. This evening PP and I took her for a walk around the block and once we returned, we hung out in the yard. I let the dog off her lead and left her loose in the yard. Except for a 30′ wide area by the driveway, our yard is fenced in, so as long as she stayed away from that area, I didn’t have to worry about her.
We spent 30 minutes relaxing and playing in the yard. Not once did the dog even attempt to escape!
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Not only did Veronica have no luck finding a playmate when she was in Miami with Southern Vixen last weekend, she had a girl-date scheduled for this evening, but her friend had to cancel. Later in the day I sent her a tweet and she replied”If I don’t get some girl action soon I’m going to need a lap dance”
Can anyone help a girl out? If so, can I watch? 
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Speaking of Twitter, I can’t help but chuckle when a discussion with someone leads to them getting all pissy with me, telling me what a dick I am, announcing they are unfollowing me, then blocking me from following them any more. Then, a month or two later, I get an e-mail notifying me that they’re following me again! It’s happened to me twice in the last week or two. Maybe I’m not such a bad guy after all….
Do people really pay that much attention to how many followers they have on Twitter? Some people apparently do, but not me. Nothing gets me to unfollow you faster than asking for more followers because you only need however many more to reach some nice round number. Well that and the stream-of-consciousness Tweeters who never reply to what others say. If there are times when you tweet 3-4 times per minute, you might what to shut the fuck up once in a while and listen- Twitter is more fun when it’s a conversation, not a monologue!
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Thursday morning Veronica and I started the day off right with some early morning love making. When we got home from work, she pulled me into the bedroom, locked the door, started to suck my cock and suggested that we had time for a quickie, as long as the kids continued to cooperate and leave us alone. As I was fucking her, she announced “hey, if you cum in my mouth we’re tw0-thirds of the way to a trifecta, you wanna?”
“Oh, you want me to fuck you in the ass later tonight, do you?”
“Sure, why not?!”
I gave her a nice big mouthful that she was kind enough to show me before she swallowed it all down.
But we were both too tired once we finally got to bed and fell asleep without completing the trifecta. Tonights another night, however
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The day after Memorial Day I’ll be going to Baltimore for the rest of the week for work stuff. I’ve been on a roll and have succeeded in meeting friends, old and new alike, on just about every work-related trip in the past year, but I think my streak may end with this trip- I know no one in the Baltimore area!
Or do I, and you’ve just been hiding?
