No!  I don’t mean a real dog with two legs, I am referring to the ‘other’ two-legged dog.

Men.

Come on, you know it’s true.

Men are like dogs in a number of ways.

Fur Hair, some men are so hairy it looks like they are wearing a sweater.  All the time.

Granted they may not shed on your carpet, but they can sure do a number on the shower drain.

Bodily smells.

How many times have you thought that smell was coming from the dog; when it was really your husband?

I know, too many times to count.

And they have no compunction about doing it in a public place either!  They don’t care where they are, if it needs to come out; it does.

Have you heard this in the grocery store?  “Ooops, time to move to a different aisle!”

Or been riding in the car and said this, “Why are you rolling my window down….OH GOD!  What crawled inside you and died?”

Yes I know; disgusting.

Peeing Urinating on something.  How many times have you seen this? Do you think they are really just marking?

Yes, men are like dogs in a number of ways.

Thanks J.T. for the topic, I hope it lived up to your expectations. 🙂

If you like this post, let me know.  I can make it a regular feature.

 

The nicest thing about being on vacation in the really hot days of August, is I get to take the dogs for an early walk while the morning is still semi-cool; then I have the afternoon and evening to myself. 🙂

The weatherman said it was going to be hot and humid this afternoon, with some weather moving in.  We hit the trail about 8:30 and walked for about 40 minutes.  The little streams in the area have dried up so there is nowhere to cool off.  As soon as we got home Sampson headed for the pool.

My plans for the afternoon including tackling my scrapbooking stuff, so I brought everything I could find into the room and began the sorting out process.  After a couple of trips to the Christmas Tree Shoppe, I felt I had the weapons needed to tackle the project.

Someone was so happy to have his mom home and wanted to be where I was, that I had to clear a spot on the futon for him.

Most of the stuff you see here has now been put away, but I still have a bit to do.  I hope to finish it off tomorrow. 🙂

Ah the dog days of August….