We watched Marley and Me the other night, the movie with Jennifer Anniston and Owen Wilson. Without a doubt a very adorable and heart wrenching in all the right spots type of move. It had the perfect dose of comedy in it about their dog named Marley. If you haven't seen it...rent it and watch it! It doesn't matter if your male or female watch it.
On Tuesday of this week Kayliegh's fish, god rest it's little soul, passed away. I talk to Win and told him I want to go out this upcoming weekend and find her a new little pet to fill in for Jack the fish. Not wanting another fish instead maybe a turtle or frog or something more interesting and unique. He agrees and we have it in our heads that we will go out looking for something this weekend.
I go and pick up Kayliegh after she gets out of school. I tell her I'm going to take her to the library since it's raining outside and she's grounded from watching tv (since she refuses to listen and is stubborn... no idea who she gets this from haha). She's excited as we drive to the library but for some reason I get off track and want to find the Animal Shelter instead. She tells me I'm driving the wrong way. I then tell her about her friend Jack. She is a little saddened but I tell her we will find her a new pet friend. I then get directions to the Animal Shelter...figuring it's something fun and interesting to do.
Needless to say I am no longer allowed to go into the Animal Shelter and have been banned from it by Win because I walked out with a puppy (he's lucky I didn't get the kitten). I give her the name Marley since I just watched the movie and found the name so adorable and cool. But let me tell you something the name definitely fits her.
In the movie the dog gives Owen Wilson quite the chase sometimes when he gets loose. As soon as I get home I get this brilliant thought that the puppy will just stay in the yard and hardly move since it will be too scared and want to smell the grass. No this is not what happens at all instead she takes off running hauling ass as I chase her she runs even faster (she must be thinking oh what a fun game). After a few laps around the yard and my Jeep she comes to a distraction...Chaz's bone which is the size of her is laying in the yard. She starts licking it and looks as if she's going to take off again I start tip toeing to her telling her good girl get the bone... trying to persuade her to stay still. She's about to run just as I pounce on her and catch her. I bring her in the house.
When Win gets home the next day he too falls in love with this little puppy...who can't? But every time we open the front door she tries to run for her life. So we try to be really cautious about it. Until yesterday evening we have been able to keep her from running off. I got her a collar that now her leash will attach to so we don't have to make a slip knot on the leash and hope it snags in time.
I'm in the computer room and decide to go out and smoke a cigarette and see what Win and the dogs are up to outside. As I approach the door I see Win dart by in his bright ass green shirt and think what the hell is going on. I see Marley hauling as to the door I'm about to open and notice she is unleashed. I open the door and she hauls ass inside. Win gets up to the patio right behind her out of breath and hunched over. I ask him what happened and he says she got off her leash when her and Chaz were playing in the yard. I noticed her collar is on her so I said why didn't you attach her leash to her collar... this made him feel a little stupid I think haha. But then he goes into explanation of what happened.
Evidently the dogs were rough housing as they always do (she is quite feisty and can take our 85lb dog down by jumping on his back and biting his ankles) and her leash slipped off her neck. She took off running and Win along with Chaz chased her for many of laps around the yard and car (I did not tell him before that she did it to me the first day...I told him she tries to run so be careful). Win wasn't the one who caught her Chaz is the one who took her down by grabbing a hold of her ass. I know he got her by her ass because her hair was sticking up on her there.
Of course mental pictures keeping surfacing of Win, a grown man, chasing a little bitty puppy around in the yard with his bright green shirt on. I can't help but laughing. He's hunched over but is smirking about the whole ordeal. I then tell him it's okay because she did it to me the first day and told him my story about the bone.
So if she ever gets loose again I know now to send Chaz after her. But I told Win at least he got some exercise out of it and he then told me "your" dog. Which like in the first story we call it "your" dog when the dog does something wrong. So by just saying that I knew he was not happy with his unplanned exercise... but in my eyes it was not Marley's fault it was Win's for not using what a collar is designed for. HAHA. "OUR" dog!
On Tuesday of this week Kayliegh's fish, god rest it's little soul, passed away. I talk to Win and told him I want to go out this upcoming weekend and find her a new little pet to fill in for Jack the fish. Not wanting another fish instead maybe a turtle or frog or something more interesting and unique. He agrees and we have it in our heads that we will go out looking for something this weekend.
I go and pick up Kayliegh after she gets out of school. I tell her I'm going to take her to the library since it's raining outside and she's grounded from watching tv (since she refuses to listen and is stubborn... no idea who she gets this from haha). She's excited as we drive to the library but for some reason I get off track and want to find the Animal Shelter instead. She tells me I'm driving the wrong way. I then tell her about her friend Jack. She is a little saddened but I tell her we will find her a new pet friend. I then get directions to the Animal Shelter...figuring it's something fun and interesting to do.
Needless to say I am no longer allowed to go into the Animal Shelter and have been banned from it by Win because I walked out with a puppy (he's lucky I didn't get the kitten). I give her the name Marley since I just watched the movie and found the name so adorable and cool. But let me tell you something the name definitely fits her.
In the movie the dog gives Owen Wilson quite the chase sometimes when he gets loose. As soon as I get home I get this brilliant thought that the puppy will just stay in the yard and hardly move since it will be too scared and want to smell the grass. No this is not what happens at all instead she takes off running hauling ass as I chase her she runs even faster (she must be thinking oh what a fun game). After a few laps around the yard and my Jeep she comes to a distraction...Chaz's bone which is the size of her is laying in the yard. She starts licking it and looks as if she's going to take off again I start tip toeing to her telling her good girl get the bone... trying to persuade her to stay still. She's about to run just as I pounce on her and catch her. I bring her in the house.
When Win gets home the next day he too falls in love with this little puppy...who can't? But every time we open the front door she tries to run for her life. So we try to be really cautious about it. Until yesterday evening we have been able to keep her from running off. I got her a collar that now her leash will attach to so we don't have to make a slip knot on the leash and hope it snags in time.
I'm in the computer room and decide to go out and smoke a cigarette and see what Win and the dogs are up to outside. As I approach the door I see Win dart by in his bright ass green shirt and think what the hell is going on. I see Marley hauling as to the door I'm about to open and notice she is unleashed. I open the door and she hauls ass inside. Win gets up to the patio right behind her out of breath and hunched over. I ask him what happened and he says she got off her leash when her and Chaz were playing in the yard. I noticed her collar is on her so I said why didn't you attach her leash to her collar... this made him feel a little stupid I think haha. But then he goes into explanation of what happened.
Evidently the dogs were rough housing as they always do (she is quite feisty and can take our 85lb dog down by jumping on his back and biting his ankles) and her leash slipped off her neck. She took off running and Win along with Chaz chased her for many of laps around the yard and car (I did not tell him before that she did it to me the first day...I told him she tries to run so be careful). Win wasn't the one who caught her Chaz is the one who took her down by grabbing a hold of her ass. I know he got her by her ass because her hair was sticking up on her there.
Of course mental pictures keeping surfacing of Win, a grown man, chasing a little bitty puppy around in the yard with his bright green shirt on. I can't help but laughing. He's hunched over but is smirking about the whole ordeal. I then tell him it's okay because she did it to me the first day and told him my story about the bone.
So if she ever gets loose again I know now to send Chaz after her. But I told Win at least he got some exercise out of it and he then told me "your" dog. Which like in the first story we call it "your" dog when the dog does something wrong. So by just saying that I knew he was not happy with his unplanned exercise... but in my eyes it was not Marley's fault it was Win's for not using what a collar is designed for. HAHA. "OUR" dog!
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