Showing posts with label naughty dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label naughty dog. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

bad dog. BAD DOG!!

I would like you meet someone. She is BAD DOG. Cousin to NAUGHTY DOG.

It's complicated.

This is Frankie. She is a gorgeous yellow lab, begot from a long line of field trial champions. And she is my parent's third child. Really. It's me, my sister Jen, and Frankie. My mom actually refers to her as my "sister".

The Biggest Sparkle had a dream last summer when Frankie was less than a year old. She dreamed that her Papa was trying to put a pink bra on Frankie while singing "Only Girl in the World" by Rihanna. Every so often one of us will burst into song just to tease my dad. It's funny.


There she is, the Frankie Dankie Doo, The Frankers, Frankenfurter, Frankiestein. 

The Frankers gets to stay with me every so often when my parents visit. Of course, my dad has lots of errands, work and appointments to go to and my mom actually still works in the Twin Cities even though they technically live about 3 hours NW of here. Told you, it's complicated. 

So Frankie is here with me today. I do love her, gorgeous exuberant thing that she is. LOVE HER. But last week she chewed up our outside dryer vent, dragged a stump that was flower bed decor around the yard and TOOK MY GARDEN GNOME. I don't know what she did to him, but he was face down and I think crying. He looked violated. Then she came inside and picked the fairy house out of my fairy garden! BAD DOG. 

But still, I love her. Only Girl in the World. 

Yeah, the only girl who would DRAG MY GRILL COVER OFF AND CHEW A HOLE IN IT!!!

Do you see it? In the photo above? She is not even guilty looking. 

She wouldn't even stop trying to lick me so I could get a photo. See the tear? SEE THE FLIPPING TEAR????

And then as I picked up the grill cover my shoe fell out. And it HAD ALSO BEEN CHEWED.



As I snapped a photo Franks JUMPED ON THE SHOE AND STARTED TO CHEW AGAIN!

So in the house she went. I tried to be serious. I tried to be stern. She jumped around like a ridiculous nut, happy happy happy. It's very hard to be mad at Frankers. 

She was in the mudroom for 2 minutes (2 MINUTES!!) and when I went back in I found this:


It's impressive the speed at which she destructs. Frankie is a hurricane of destruction. 

Sadly, there will be no flash sale because she is the BAD DOG and not the NAUGHTY DOG. But no worries, I'm sure naughty dog will up to her same old/same old in no time. 


Monday, August 5, 2013

Naughty Dog with a Flash Sale

I wonder if I'll be able to recoup my Frappacino loss if I keep tossing out the joy every time naughty dog does her thing.

breathe out the naughtiness, breathe in the happy goodness......

Dirty feet and little pieces of heaven include these:


red and black

We have lived on our little piece of heaven for three summers. The summer we moved in we had a horrible hornet season. Hornets love raspberries, and even with the traps and tricks we tried, we only got about 15 berries. Last summer it was the Japanese beetles. They were worse than the hornets. 

Year three. Lots of rain and early berries have set us up for a bumper crop. We've been picking and eating and picking and eating. Our fingers are stained purple and red and our arms are criss-crossed with scrabby scratches. It's part of what makes this little piece of heave just that. 

Enter Naughty Dog. 


caught on film


she's not even ashamed that I'm taking evidence photos

Ok, so I'll admit it really doesn't bother me that much. Otherwise I'd have been scolding instead of snapping, right? 

So while she is eating the lower branch berries I am picking a nice big pint for my girls. I leave naughty dog to her thing and I carry my sweet precious bounty to the kitchen. 

Where I set the berries on the counter. 

Where my dad is sitting at the table, getting ready for some raspberries before bed. 

The next morning I shuffle into the kitchen . As I'm waiting for the Keurig to brew I take stock of the disaster we left before going to bed. I'm debating on whether I should actually make pancakes or eggs or something or just tell the girls to make toast when I remember the raspberries. Raspberries would be perfect for breakfast! I notice the pint still on the table....perfect!


Wow, my dad did short work on those berries. I stop and take a closer look. Why would he eat down to the bottom of the container on one side? That's kinda weird, huh? I hear naughty dog bark in the back yard and all of a sudden I know

She has jumped up on the table and ate her fill, all the way down to the bottom. Until she couldn't fit any more into her fat little naughty dog tummy. 

(breathe....breathe....)
let's celebrate, shall we?


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Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Naughty Dog with a Flash Sale

Her name is Juno. And I love her.

But she is a naughty dog. (and you may be asking "And why do I care? Keeping reading and you'll find out)

She is not the kind of naughty you can catch. Usually.

Sometimes she is naughty because of me. I forget she is naughty and I make it easy for her. Like today.

A very good friend was having a very hard day. My heart was sad for her, so I did the thing that girls do: on my way home from the Vet's office I bought her an Caramel Frappacino. And one for myself in sympathy for her feelings. I stopped by and dropped it off for her. Big hugs were issued and hearts were lifted. I didn't stay long, 2 minutes tops. It was very hot outside, and Juno naughty dog was in the running truck.

I opened the door and jumped in. This is what I first noticed.


isn't she cute? don't let her fool you. 

Do you see? The straw? I didn't understand until I noticed this.


That was a BRAND-SPANKING-NEW-FRAPPACINO! The whipped cream was all the way to the top. I had not even taken ONE SIP.

I sputtered and spluttered all the way home. This is what naughty dog did. 


this is what guilt-free napping looks like.



I was stinkin' mad, but how can you really get angry when you were stupid enough to leave your Frappacino without the proper protections? 

My philosophy is "forgive and forget". In the spirit of letting the mad out and letting happy back in, I'm going to throw a flash sale every time Naughty Dog does her naughty thing. So bring on the


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