Oh Chooch

I swear to you neither of these are staged…

Tummy time…

And the most perfect Up Dog pose there ever was.  So perfect that I am showing you my living room in a messy moment.

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I already tweeted this; sorry if this is a dupe for you. It cracks me up… I can’t help myself!

Another Fan of the Legless Nightgowns…

Easy beagle access to delectable baby butt scents!

 

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Oh gosh.  Do I need to say something about the election? I’d rather not.  I’ll just tell you that I went above and beyond my civic call of duty and served all morning as a poll watcher, where hilarity of course ensued.  I seriously stood there in complete silence just checking off names of people who came to vote, and was still heckled by one crazy broad who accused me of election fraud, unlawfulness, and altering the outcome of an election.  All her actual words.  And why I am reminded one more time that I just need to stay the heck out of this entire process.  The most chuckle-worthy thing that happened was that one elderly gentleman walked in wearing a Kappa Kappa Gamma baseball hat.

The most important news coming out of yesterday was rather that our area’s new Chipotle is now open.  I cannot tell you how joyful of an event this is.  Cannot tell you.  I want to stick my face in that guac.

Anyway, less politics and burrito bols.  Here is Chooch helping load the dishwasher (his favorite activity ever).  He is an excellent quality control professional in that he likes ensuring that each spoon is very well rinsed/licked prior to its cleaning.

World, I Present to You the Cutest Thing You Will See This Geological Epoch

OK, I know I am mildly obsessed with Chooch and have probably made this claim already… but SRSLY people check out these pictures of him in a life jacket and tell me your corneas aren’t exploding from the cuteness.  If you don’t agree with me, your heart is obviously a chunk of bituminous coal.  (Yes, the drive to New York through the 81 corridor served as an excellent refresher of my middle school coal education.  Holler if you too are a product of Pennsylvania public schools and can name 5 different kinds of coal).

Chooch Shame

Except for when he’s eating sanitary products and entire tubs of vaseline, Chooch is actually fairly (fairly) well behaved.  Fairly.  The one thing that turns him into a ravenous demonic crack head dog is window treatments.  At the house we just left, he destroyed 3.5 sets of blinds and 1 window pane– so because of him we’re pretty much prepared to be getting about $7.12 back from our security deposit.

We thought we’d be, I don’t know, turning a new leaf with the new house– but apparently it’s true that you can’t teach an old dog to FREAKING QUIT EATING THE BLINDS CHOOCH.

He is lucky that he is so darn sweet and adorable… and that our first reaction was “Well at least we can submit it to Dog Shaming!”

Enjoy the Chooch love and I’ll be back with more soon– although my fan base (AKA my mom) informs me that they are sick of me making that promise only to disappear for another 7 days.  Pinky swear this time!

We Are Terrible People

I Think It’s Been Too Long Since I’ve Shoved 135 Photos of my Dog in Your Face

Choocheroo had a big day over the weekend… He attended his very first major league baseball game! Yes that is correct… we braved the famed “Pups in the Park” day at the stadium, and even had the chance to catch up with Chooch’s old buddies from the organization that rescued him from abusive West Virginia hillbilly dog fighting monsters.  Who can DIAF, slowly and painfully, by the way.

People… NOTE his little crossed legs above.  Oh my gah.

Little mister was a quite squirmy and wasn’t entirely comprehending the concept of “For the love of God Chooch just sit in your seat and enjoy this nice baseball game.” Which oddly, some pups excelled at.  Like the one in the background here giving us the side eye.  She seriously just sat in her little seat and hung out.  Unbelievable.

Thursday-Sunday Stuff

On Thursday my chick-buddy emailed me at, like, 4:00pm saying that due to a flake-out she had an extra ticket to OAR at 7:00, did I want to go.  Boring Debbie Downer Sarah was all “AHEM you know our policy on weeknight concerts” but Your-Days-to-be-Spontaneous-Are-Numbered Sarah was all “WOOOOO OAR!!!!!”.  Guess who won!

OAR.  What a fun 2005 throw back!

Sunset as seen from the Metro tracks…

This weekend we were back to PA again… Jeff’s side this time. We went to the Preview Party for the Philadelphia Flower Show and it was really cool.  I mean, it was no Farm Show, but pretty cool.

And only one giant curling iron burn was required to make me black tie appropriate… Yay!

OK, I was lol-ing at the judges’ criticisms of the arrangements.  What jerks!

And pretti-tude from the drive home…

The end…

 

Scenes from the Dog Park

Chooch and Molls had fun expelling some energy at the park today- Molly mostly eating sticks, Chooch mostly humping this dog seen below.  Proud moments, as always.

Think I might need to take a closer look on that.  As Cute Overload would say… CHOOCH-HANCE:

PS… Shout out to BFF Luna who came to visit this weekend! Wah!

And now, back to the real world (BARF)