Friday, June 11, 2010

Daisy's Thursday Schedule


7:27am Watch out the front window as Jeff drives away to work.

7:28am Get back in the big bed and spoon with the cat the kid and the lady.

8:05am Eat a peanut butter dog biscuit in the shape of a car.

8:07am Back in bed.

9:50am The end-of-cycle buzzer on the clothes dryer goes off unexpectedly. Shake uncontrollably and run to the back of the bedroom closet.

10:10am Shaking.

10:20am Stop shaking. Remain burrowed in back of closet.

10:45am Joined in back of closet by child.

10:51am Remain in closet, child leaves.

11:20am Remain in closet.

12:15pm Still in closet.

12:40pm Closet.

1:10pm Hear mailman on porch. Bolt from closet. Bark ferociously through the front window.

1:11pm Ordered to stop "causing a ruckus." Return to closet.

1:12pm Continue barking ferociously from inside the closet.

1:14pm Abandon barking. Commence howling. Remain in closet.

Take that, mailman.

14 comments:

  1. Too funny! My dog hear the dryer and runs to front door ...why I don't know! Have a wonderful weekend.

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  2. I want to give Daisy a big hug. She's got the most soulful eyes.

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  3. Aaaah. Sounds like Daisy needs Xanax! Love the shivery photo....

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  4. Ilene WaterstoneJune 11, 2010 at 7:59 AM

    Why do I have the feeling that this is similar to the Wednesday and Friday schedules as well?

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  5. Poor Daisy. I feel your pain. Good for you for having your priorities in order. Postal carriers are intruders and the child and the lady must be protected from all that junk mail.

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  6. Tell Daisy the blonde dogs on Mullen are handling all Eastside postal carrier surveillance.

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  7. Dear Daisy,

    Please don't feel bad. I am afraid of thunder. I am also afraid of the possibility of thunder. When the wind blows, I get scared it is going to thunder. The wind blows a lot.

    I scratch at the door. I am not allowed on the bed. When there is thunder, I get on the bed. The lady lets me. The boy talks to me like I am a baby.

    I like it.

    I have no depth perception. Depth perception is overrated.

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  8. That poor dog. She's never survive in our house.

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  9. Great idea. A day in the life of a family pet.

    Brilliant.

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  10. So Daisy's brave... Our dog, Mary [miniature schnauzer], is terrified of the vacuum, but she tries to attack it. Cute idea!

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  11. I'm laughing out loud here b/c boy do I know that scenario. This is why I love dogs.

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  12. We have one that trembles and hides when a smoke detector beeps for a low battery. And FIREWORKS!!! WE DON'T want to go there... One year we had to get sedatives from the vet! LOL!! Thanks 4 SAHRING! ;)

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  13. Poor Daisy. That's how our dog reacts to thunder.

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