Dogs or KIDS?

I love my kids. I really, really do! They are sweet, fun, and their little giggles kill me.

But, every rose has it's thorn. My kids fight, beg, whine, cry, throw tantrums, throw attitude and they COST A TON!

Dogs. Dogs are the most agreeable creature on the earth. If I am having a bad day, my Scooter or Ruger know. They know well enough when I'm mad too, so they go away. Or, they stick their adorable little faces in mine and give me a kiss. They come snuggle with me while I cry, read, watch TV or anything I do. They adore me! I remember when my kids thought I was the coolest thing since sliced bread.

Sure, Ruger and Scooter have had a tiff or 2. But, they growl, stick up their fur, show their teeth and it's over. No hurt feelings. No crying. Well, maybe a yelp or two...lol. Yeah, Ruger whines. He whines when he knows I am in the garage and he thinks he is alone. Neither dog gives me attitude. That is for sure!

My dogs beg. They don't beg though by asking, "Mom? Mom? Mom? Mom? Mom? Mom? Mom? Mom?" or however many times they beg until I finally scream at them and/or give them what they want. And IF I scream at my dogs, they still love me without me having to buy them Littlest Pet Shops or doughnuts.

Of course, dogs cannot tell me they love me. They can show me, but I cannot hear sweet little voices. Dogs cannot make funny faces like my kids can. Dogs do not play "Make Me Laugh."

Remember playing that as a kid when you were supposed to be sleeping? he he he

Does anyone else's kids play "Guess the Twin" or "Real or Fake" through the heater vents?

I cannot even begin to describe the noises I overhear. My kids think I can't hear them...

Finally, NO dog is this cute when they are sleeping:

For the Record: My new Rat is NOT Chinese! Rat terriers are AMERICAN. MADE IN U.S.A.

My NEW Toy

Ok, truth be told, I have a new pet. Yes, another one. I would have kept the Chihuahua girl, but the twins' Asthma Specialist was convinced that their downward spiral was due to the new pet. Well, that was over 2 months ago, and 4 visits ago.

The diagnosis? Fall/Winter weather swaps and the Inversion are making them sicker than usual. She said it had nothing to do with the dog.

Ok, the want side of my brain works faster than the reasonable side of my brain. Jimmy says that's because I am a woman. I was innocently just looking at the cute rat terriers on ksl.com the other night, when I came across an ad for this:

This is Riley. We are thinking of changing his name to Ruger. (Yep, like the gun) Isn't he just a freakin' doll?

He is a good boy. He is the exact color I wanted in a rattie. I had a tri-colored one, I needed a sable & white one. Riley/Ruger is a full-bred AKC registered Rat Terrier out of Oklahoma.

I love him already. He is so much fun! He does this thing with his ears. When he is curious, one ear goes up, and the other goes back. He walks around with his paw up, like he is on point. Scooter has started imitating this behavior. SO FUNNY!

Well, in case you didn't know, Rat Terriers are excellent hunters. They were developed as a breed to exterminate the rat problem on American farms.

Where am I going with this?

Well, you see, the other day, (Friday to be exact) my Ricky was going to eat some Ramen Noodles. He loves them and has probably successfully consumed over 10,000 servings on his own. Well, this particular Friday, my Ricky cooked his noodles, but forgot one KEY ingredient:

WATER.

So, he starts screaming at me from the kitchen. I went running, just to find my kitchen full of smoke. Nasty, stinky, yellow smoke. His bowl was still in the microwave, POURING smoke from what was left of the plastic bowl containing his Ramen.

LMAO! We left for the night...

I have as point, I promise....

So, YESTERDAY, when we finally got around to cleaning up our near-disaster, I pulled out the microwave to clean the singed counter top, just to find:

MOUSE TURDS!

AHHHHHHH!

ACK!

**GASP**

A MOUSE?!?!?!

Whatever. I expected mice. Hello, there are fields behind me. lol

So, now I have TWO excellent mousers.... The want and reason sides of my brain are at peace.

PEACE!








Amen, I say! PEACE!














GO BOYS GO!















I shall update and let you all know how the mouse hunt is going.