Old Dog, New Trick

Now that Loki is 12, he's starting to show his age a bit more. Recently, it has surfaced in a complete intolerance for hot weather. This being Alabama, that's not working out so well for him. We tend to walk every night after dinner. Loki cannot even back it back home before he starts wheezing and his tongue turns purple. Jamey developed a patented method for dealing with this problem that involved carrying the 50 pound dog and pushing the 22 pound baby in a stroller. When this happened on our walk last week, I developed a new method.



Although Loki enjoyed the stroller, the problem was not fully solved. We still had to carry the 22 pound baby. Plus, I worried that one of our neighbors would wreck as they drove by and stared at the charming picture Loki made in a baby stroller. I can imagine the associated conversation.

Gladys: Abner! Abner! I saw that crazy couple again today and THIS time they had the dog in the baby stroller and the baby had to walk.

Our solution certainly improves the walk for Jamey and I and Loki. Unfortunately, Loki "Ancient Mariner"TM horror breath knocks Ruby out.

I scream, you scream

Jamey and a tendency stick to a routine unless deflected from it by me for one reason or another (Jamey, it's Saturday, don't go to work.) Since his mom moved in with us I've learned he comes by this trait very honestly.

One new routine he's adopted from his mother since she moved in is partaking of large amounts of vanilla ice cream every night. This 1000 calories or so must be ingested while exclaiming how absolutely delicious it is with every bite. (Jamey's mom does the exclaiming, Jamey just nods).

My polite refusals to join in are met with stunned "Are you sick?" questions. While I am, indeed, sick this week I will have to come up with a new excuse next week. Of course I could tell them the truth.

"Juju, Jamey I have something to tell you. Normal human beings cannot consume vast quantities of ice cream on a daily basis. You guys are freaks of nature and I sincerely hope Ruby inherited your ability to pour food into a leg for safekeeping where it will work its way into the air and disappear leaving you thin and healthy. If I were to partake with you, I would quickly find myself shopping for a new wardrobe and on cholesterol lowering meds."

Juju Time!

Jamey's mom moved in with us while she builds her house. I'm looking forward to lots of stories. While she is one of the sweetest people I know, she's highly entertaining. She's only been with us a bit, but I have story #1.

We don't have a landline so I left her my cell phone to use. She decided it was dirty and ran it under the faucet. I have a new cell phone now.