Thursday, March 25, 2010

Well, it ain't a John Deere.....

.....but I guess it'll do.

Hey, y'all:

My mom's got it in 'er head that we need tuh do the Mutt Strut this year. (All the two-leggeds grab their four-leggeds an' head out to the Indianapolis Motor Speedway an' walk the two-mile track.) Costs 25 clams a person an' all the money goes tuh the Indianapolis Humane society.

Yeah, sure, it's fer a good cause an' all but she bought a gosh dang BABY BUGGY fer us!!!

I think I'd rather walk the two miles than be seen in THIS!!!

Now how the HAIL do I git outta this thing?

AWWWW, fer cripe's sake, O'Mally! There ain't room enough fer my big mouth an' yer big TONGUE!!!

Yeah, O'Mal, keep yer butt right there. Looks like a well-ventilated spot.

Okay, we're smilin'. Now hurry up an' take the pitcher sos I can go back in the house!

Yeah, mom, we git it! Yer proud o' yer stroller! Now hurry it up buhfore Joe Jack an' Dale an' Jimbo see me!!!

Thank Gawd, she's closin' the lid! Now let's get a move on.

Hmmmm......this ain't too bad. I can kick back fer a bit an' nobuddy can see me through the mesh!

Huh, well wuddaya know? (No, not O'Mally's mug.) Cupholders!!!

Are YOU thinkin' whut I'M thinkin'??????

Yep. Mmmhmm.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Kiss Us! We're Irish!

Yep, her name's O'Mally..........

An' I like tuh drink.


Yep. Mmmhmm.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

The Unsinkable Molly O'Mally

Hi, friends:

Sarah here. This Saturday, March 13, is Molly O'Mally's one year anniversary here at Brandt Drive Home for the Visually Impaired! I should have known life with her would"interesting" as it was FRIDAY the 13th when we met!

Seriously, she is a great little dog - friendly, affectionate and a real trooper. Other than her sassy, LOUD, old-lady-who's-smoked-three-packs-a-day-for-fifty-years-bark....she has been absolutely delightful to have around. She never leaves my side (can't remember the last time I went to the bathroom by myself) and her #1 favorite spot is on my lap.

Yes, she's had her health issues this year, and I'd be lying if I said I'd rather pay vet bills than go on vacation or treat myself to that motorcycle I keeping saying I'm going to get before I'm fifty. However, some things are just more important.

I suppose Hank (who never minces words) sums it up best: "Yeah, sure.....she's old an' she's ugly an' she smells like pee an' she's got a big mouth, but gosh dang it.....I kinda LIKE her!".

Molly deserves a lot of credit. She reminds me time and time again that seniors (both canine AND human) have a lot to offer. They've "been there, done that" and love you with life experience that a young dog just can't match.

Here's to you, Mol Bol. If I ever get that motorcycle, there's a sidecar with your name on it!