Ok, I have a dog, he is a bit of an a**hole!!! seriously..love him, but everyday any time anyone tries to walk by my house my cute wagging tailed lab(Montana) turns into the Lucifer of canines. The hair on his back stands up he bares his teeth and barks and barks....and barks until that person is clearly out of sight.
So everyday an eldery gentlemen walks his 3 dogs by my house.....EVERYDAY. So...EVERYDAY my dog goes crazy, well now the man decides that he is going to try to make friends with the snarling,80lb beast. Well that just pisses the dog off more, so the guy decides to hand feed my dog biscuts over the fence. So finally today I decide to go out and let the nice old man know that Hey! my dog is not really that social(in case you haven't noticed) and it's probably not a good idea to stick your hand over the fence.
He just smiles and contines to hold out biscuts. I keep taking from them and throwing them to my dog. but no, he insists on doing it himself.. Now remember all this time that we are discussing my unsocial dog, he is still barking,snarling and trying to eat through the fence to kill whatever is on the other side, then looks up and sees buddy guys hand holding a milkbone. So Montana leaps into the air almost taking the guys hand off to get the bone(still barking) I'm thinking "buddy keep walking or my dog is going to take you down" but he just smiles and contines fishing around in his bag for biscuts. We will see if he has a death wish and is back tomorrow
That's my girl, one minute she is dressing up in princess dresses with enough bling to blind ya, then her alter ego appears and she become this crazy little brute who "hates pink and purple because they are TOO girly" . I just realized I need to post some more stuff on my son!!! I
Ok, So I take my dog for a walk out at Tranquille Creek, and I come across this "thing". While I was taking the picture I was thinking to myself hmmm I'm not sure what disturbs me more about this. The fact that some one either bought (and from where I'd like to know) or some sick twisted individal thought "hey why don't I make a freaky red eyed, sharp toothed one horned monster and let my child play with it? WTF that thing could give someone nightmares. I bet who ever owned this thing chucked it in the river when their parents weren't looking. But unfortunatly it's like a toy from a Stephen King novel and just won't die!!!!!
Usually I am afraid of spiders......I still shudder every time I think of this insanely large hairy arachnid nestled in my cedars....but if you look closely It looks like a large happy face in the middle of his body, now back up a bit, doesn't it kinda look like it has arms and legs....maybe a few other appendages but use your imagination. Regardless if the thing sets foot in my house it's gonna get a can of Raid sprayed on his little smiley face and a size 8 sketcher stomp!!
