Jan 28 2008
Monday Musings
It turns out that pain medication is really not conducive in trying to write any blogs of any kind. I’ve sat here for the last few days, in my recliner, laptop at hand, surfing and reading, yet completely unable to write anything. I think all of my active thought patterns have been consumed with reminding me to breathe! Seriously, I have been a big bag of goo in this chair!
That has, however, NOT kept me from playing with my camera. Did I mention I love my camera?
So… since I have nothing witty to say (not to say that I have anything witty to say when I’m not drugged) here’s some pictures of the mutts, in their native habitat.
We decide it’s time to let them play their most favorite game in the world. KILL THE ROPE!!! This game starts with Franklin having to rescue the rope from the evil rope keeper. (Evil can be determined by the snoopy pajama bottoms).
Dang… he’s got some serious HOPS!
Once he has retrieved the rope from the evil rope keeper, the other two run in, with pack like stealth to assist in the kill. The death of a rope is a violent act… shield your children’s eyes… it really is disgusting. Notice how there is nothing but air under his feet?
And the violence isn’t isolated to just Adolph. Capstun is whipped around like a rag doll as well. Notice his feet aren’t even in the right direction!
I will refrain from showing you the aftermath, post kill. It’s just too graphic! Here is Franklin though, singing is post warrior victory song.
Did anyone else notice that my entire family is supporting me and my recovery by staying in their pajamas as well??
Capstun is physically beaten down, and must rest… to rejuvenate his warrior persona.
And Adolph… Adolph is just OLD and TIRED and he no longer feels the need to exaggerate anything about rejuvenating anything… he’ll tell you straight… “holy cow… that rope kicked my butt… I need a NAP!”
And last but not least… our warrior princess…. who demands “MOM.. take my picture tooooooooooo”.
Rock on sista… rock on!
Whew… I feel light headed. It’s obvious that my functioning neurons can’t handle typing this out AND remembering to breathe, so I better close this up before I pass out!