He's a little over two years, his head comes almost to my hip, and he believes his eighty-pound frame is perfectly suited for lap sitting.
Oh he sounds gorgeous. There is nothing like a big dog to make me want to hug them. The local Doctor where we used to live had this enormous Pyrenean Mountain Hound who used to sit in the middle of the road and stop buses. Huge animal - bigger than a Saint Bernard.
Well you should know that your lap is obviously designed for dogs, just because he is all grown up now doesn't change that. Just, get a bigger lap. Or I think that is my dog's argument.
Pictures!
Older and wiser, maybe, but still playful; like ninety-year-old men with go carts.
The current dog (Monty sadly died when he was 16)is a Border-Collie-Kelpie cross (mutt) and I am not sure that wiser is the word we should be using here. Mind you the only reason why he stopped climbing onto my lap was because he is a little too stiff to now. I remember picking him up as a two week old. Aww.
Possibly a helmet, too
Boots too! Oh and a little chest plate with the bat signal on it. He will be so embarassed.
*hugs back* Harvard says no to you, then of course Harvard is stupid. I mean really, I am not sure I'd want the sorts that they seem to favour. Institutions like that might be good at some things, but others? They suck.
The inbox has the grapes on ice and the red carpet ready to roll. Or unroll as the case maybe. Although it shouldn't be too much of a hardship to watch the season premiere. Really. The pain. *woe is her* Still I know that feeling of having a multitude of bits that don't want to adhere together - you gotta get that over arching construct to work. Sucks.
Hee, I still don't often hear the words Supernatural and trippy in the same sentence. :P
*proffers rolled up newspaper to slap Basic story around* Down story, down!
Uh me. Yeah, well I've been better. Last night wasn't so much of a happy night and I have decided that eating is just not really the go at the moment. It is more a continuous sense of great discomfort than anything too painful, and it does come and go a little ... but. Yeah. 48% maybe? Gotta wait till Monday to make a follow up appointment.
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Date: 2006-07-15 12:56 pm (UTC)Oh he sounds gorgeous. There is nothing like a big dog to make me want to hug them. The local Doctor where we used to live had this enormous Pyrenean Mountain Hound who used to sit in the middle of the road and stop buses. Huge animal - bigger than a Saint Bernard.
Well you should know that your lap is obviously designed for dogs, just because he is all grown up now doesn't change that. Just, get a bigger lap. Or I think that is my dog's argument.
Pictures!
Older and wiser, maybe, but still playful; like ninety-year-old men with go carts.
The current dog (Monty sadly died when he was 16)is a Border-Collie-Kelpie cross (mutt) and I am not sure that wiser is the word we should be using here. Mind you the only reason why he stopped climbing onto my lap was because he is a little too stiff to now. I remember picking him up as a two week old. Aww.
Possibly a helmet, too
Boots too! Oh and a little chest plate with the bat signal on it. He will be so embarassed.
*hugs back* Harvard says no to you, then of course Harvard is stupid. I mean really, I am not sure I'd want the sorts that they seem to favour. Institutions like that might be good at some things, but others? They suck.
The inbox has the grapes on ice and the red carpet ready to roll. Or unroll as the case maybe. Although it shouldn't be too much of a hardship to watch the season premiere. Really. The pain. *woe is her* Still I know that feeling of having a multitude of bits that don't want to adhere together - you gotta get that over arching construct to work. Sucks.
Hee, I still don't often hear the words Supernatural and trippy in the same sentence. :P
*proffers rolled up newspaper to slap Basic story around* Down story, down!
Uh me. Yeah, well I've been better. Last night wasn't so much of a happy night and I have decided that eating is just not really the go at the moment. It is more a continuous sense of great discomfort than anything too painful, and it does come and go a little ... but. Yeah. 48% maybe? Gotta wait till Monday to make a follow up appointment.
*is .. pardon the pun.. sick of this*