Sweet jezzuz, it's been windy the past two days! We've been having constant 25 mph wind and even stronger gusts. Isabella is so upset she hasn't crapped for days. The minute we walk outside her tail goes down, her eyes frantically dart around and she quickly pees, then immediately bolts back to the house dragging me behind. No reassurance registers in her panicked mind. She's convinced the world is coming to an end and she can't understand why no one else realizes it. When the wind finally stops and she decides it's safe to take a dump, I'm sure it will be a two bagger.
Emmy on the other hand, is her happy go lucky self. Nothing fazes Emmy. Well, except for when someone pulls their shirt up over their face, then she goes crazy and tries to attack. And when I use my Sling Blade voice- totally pisses her off. But other than that, nothing riles her up. Thank gawd, because I don't think I could deal with two neurotic and fearful dogs. Emmy totally loves attention, even when it means getting dressed up in goofy costumes, including Christmas lights. Anything that makes us laugh, Emmy is all for it. And this led to the conversation I had with ROM last night....
Me: I need a Roomba
ROM: What's a Roomba?
Me: A robotic vacuum cleaner
ROM: Why do you need a Roomba?
Me: People are posting hilarious videos of their pets riding around on Roombas. Emmy would love it.
ROM: What do they cost?
Me: I dunno. Several hundred dollars?
ROM: Can't you get a skateboard, tie a rope to it and pull her around?
Me: No! That would be detrimental to her self esteem when all the other kids have Roombas to ride
ROM: Keep her off the internet and she'll never know
And I had no come back to that...
I still have photos to edit that I took a couple weeks ago at the Sarasota Chalk Art Festival. Hope to have them ready to post soon.