Sunday, June 27, 2010

CharlieGodammit


I'm sitting here tonight watching a George Strait tribute (funny how I know the words to every song they've played, huh?) , or trying to anyways, with CharlieGodammit's teeth around my ankle, his paw resting on my other foot, and him snoring on top of that. I got to thinking that this dog is a real pain in the ass, then I realized that the foot that his paw was resting on was rubbing his belly.
Then I got to thinking how I don't have anger in my voice when I see what he chewed up while I was at work, how I go and police up the socks from the laundry basket in the back yard without hollering at him, and how much I worry about him when I'm at work.
I think I'm starting to get a bit attached to that damned cur dog.
And here's a picture of him at his favorite pastime: ripping up my 12 pack cartons. At least he ain't drinking my beer anymore.......

9 comments:

cou9ar said...

Yeah they go from being just a dog to your child and thats when it all changes

tattoo jim said...

I do believe you've found your long lost brother there...

Skip said...

Least the suds bill will go down.

Yolo said...

Awwwwwwwww its the sweet smushy side of our lil ken :)) nice

Anonymous said...

Maybe just buy him a beer on his birthday.

Bella said...

^That was me. I screwed up.

wirecutter said...

It's all right, Bella. You're Canadian.

Bella said...

That's meant in a nice way though...right??

wirecutter said...

You bet, Bella. Sure. Uh-huh.