To Travel and To Ponder

Time to travel and thoughts to ponder...that's what's here today.

I have another run to New York tonight. The Vietnamise and Chinese resturants are doing a booming business I guess. Seriously, though, I have a load up puppies and a few adult dogs to deliver to new forever homes. Now with be on the dinner menu.

The other half of this post is some points to ponder...again. A h/t goes out to ACE for sending them to me.

Ten Thoughts to Ponder ~

Number 10
Life is sexually transmitted.

Number 9
Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.

Number 8
Men have two emotions: Hungry and Horny.
If you see him without an erection, make him a sandwich...

Number 7
Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day,teach a person to use the Internet and they won't bother you for weeks.

Number 6
Some people are like a Slinky, not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you shove them down the stairs.

Number 5
Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals, dying of nothing.

Number 4
All of us could take a lesson from the weather.
It pays no attention to criticism.

Number 3
Why does a slight tax increase cost you $200.00, and a substantial tax cut saves you $30.00?

Number 2
In the 60's, people took acid to make the world weird.
Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.

And Number 1
Life is like a jar of Jalapeno peppers;
what you do today, might burn your ass tomorrow.

- - - and as someone recently said to me: "Don't worry about old age;
it doesn't last long."

I'll see you guys on Friday night with some Nude Blogging...iffen I'm up for it. :-)
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Gotta Go Again

Gotta go again...but not to pee this time (well, soon) but to NY with another load of dogs heading to forever homes.

If not too tired, I'll me nude blogging Friday night at the motel. Otherwise, I'll check back you peeps on Saturday night.

TTFN
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On The Road Again

My philosophy exactly.

And with work in mind, I leave tonight for my, it seems like twice a month will be a regular thing now, bi-monthly transport trip to NY.

See y'all later. Will check in on Friday night while nude blogging from the motel.

Steady, girls. Control yourselves.

It’s that time again. Heading for New York tonight. Be back Saturday (though I might logon Friday night if I’m not too tired - 36 to 38 hours without sleep.)

See ya, later.

Let Me Tell You... and I'm On The Road Again

“Let me tell you about this idiot who called me yesterday. Last year I replaced all the windows in my house with that expensive double-pane energy efficient kind, ya know, and yesterday I get this call from the contractor who installed them.

He was complaining that the work had been completed a whole year ago and I still hadn't paid for them.

Hellloooo,........... just because I'm blonde doesn't mean that I am automatically stupid. So, I told him just what his fast talking sales guy had told me last year, that in ONE YEAR these windows would pay for themselves! Helllooooo? It's been a year! I told him.

There was only silence at the other end of the line, so I finally just hung up.

He never called back. I bet he felt like an idiot.”

That’s it for today, peeps. I have to make a special run to NY with another load of dogs moving into forever homes. This will be the third trip this month. My second and another couple took a load up this past Thursday.

I’ll check in when I can. Maybe Monday night. Caio!

I'm Having My Monthly PMS

Okay! It's my time of month again. Yes, I’m talking about my monthly PMS. That acronym stands for Pet Moving System, by the way. So I spend Thursday loading up some dogs and puppies for transport to New York. You regular readers know the drill.

Below is a picture of Dr. Amber preparing to slice and dice on some poor animal and render it sterile. Poor thing. Though I can think of a few humans that could use that procedure, she is actually helping out the animal kingdom by slowing down the breeding of unwanted animals.

Her rescue group is also on Face Book for you FB’ers out there. Go over and check her and Susan out.
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http://www.facebook.com/pages/Leftover-Pets-Inc/138051008651?v=wall#!
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On The Road Again - No TMI Stuff

I’m on the road again, so no TMI today.

I just drove out of that white shit last Sunday, and now I’m going right back into it.

Can you tell how excited I am.

But the people of New York and all the Vietnamese and Chinese restaurants are calling.

Dogs are need to add to warm family love and replenish menus because of the freak snow storms.

Just kidding. No families call for them.

OKAY, OKAY! Damn! It’s just a joke. Chill (no pun intended for you people snowed in with your precious demon span - uh - kids.)

Check back in with you soon.

TTUL

On The Road Again - No TMI Stuff

I’m on the road again, so no TMI today.

I just drove out of that white shit last Sunday, and now I’m going right back into it.

Can you tell how excited I am.

But the people of New York and all the Vietnamese and Chinese restaurants are calling.

Dogs are need to add to warm family love and replenish menus because of the freak snow storms.

Just kidding. No families call for them.

OKAY, OKAY! Damn! It’s just a joke. Chill (no pun intended for you people snowed in with your precious demon span - uh - kids.)

Check back in with you soon.

TTUL

TMI THURSDAY - NOT

Today Is TMI Thursday - And I Have Nothing!



OKAY! OKAY! (arms out front moving up and down palms down)

That's enough folks.

Okay!

Enough!

HEY! SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Thank you!

I have spent the last two days running my sister to and from the doctors, running around doing stuff and I just haven't had time to think of anything to tell you. Boring life I tell ya.

Anytrip, today I am on my monthly transport trip to NY through all the rain, ice and snow and stuff.

Again, I am so fucking happy. But I will be back Saturday, though I will check in on y'all Friday night.

I Donwanna Go!

I leave tomorrow for my monthly animal transport to New York.

This seems to be what I have to look forward to on most of the trip.

I am really fucking excited about it, too.

Can you picture the Enxyte Guy?

That‘s my smile when I think about this trip.

I tried to get out of it, but the snow birds who live in the stuff said it wasn’t too bad, and they have people lined up to receive the dogs and puppies when I get there. In other words, don’t be a pussy and come on up. I’m a pussy! I donwanna!

The only saving grace is, if I get stuck or snow bound, I have a van full of dogs to eat. I won’t starve.
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On The Road Again

I’m at it again this weekend. Because my step-daughter and wife are going on a vacation next week (the week I would normally do the transport) so it was moved up a week.

Okay with me, except it means I’ll be away from the PC till I can get into a motel Friday night. So don’t post anything worth reading till I get back, okay?

Later, peeps!

It's My Time Of The Month Again

Damn, it's here again. The day I dread all month. The aggravation and pain; the inconvenience and lack of sleep...

I have my monthly dog transport trip to NY and I have to go do it...now.

Over 30 hours of highway, dogs, rain and dodging spray from semi’s before I get to lay my head down on a motel pillow. I am so fucking happy about this trip.

TTY later, peeps.

The Final Santa Show - Unless

As I promised, this is the last of the Santa stuff, but I wanted you to see my buddies.

This is Brie and Gabby. They are, like all my animals, rescue dogs. Brie, the white one, is a Great Pyrenees/Golden Lab mix (around 110lbs.) Dr. Amber called us to say that the mother and her 3 brothers and sisters were going to be adopted. All but one. She didn’t care which one we chose, but do it that day because a rescue organization who place them was going to pick up the others. When we got there Brie walked over and sat down on Sweet Tea’s foot and would not get up. She chose us. Gabby, a Chocolate Lab (90 lbs.), had been left chained to a tree with 10 puppies. The owners had moved away. She had scars from fighting something, and was heart worm positive. We worked with her and she’s fine now.

 

These two are Nancy and Jo Jo. Nancy is a boy and Jo is a girl. The original owner couldn’t tell the difference and though he was a she – thus Nancy. Jo was tied with a rope outside Pet Smart and abandoned. Becasue she was so scared and abused, no one could get near her. Except Sweet Tea, who just happened to be there dropping off lunch to Amber and her rescue workers. The same thing happened to me when I met her. She's that kind of woman. So we brought Jo home. When Dr. Amber said she would keep the dogs at her place until we could get the house sold, Nancy ran up to greet Jo and they have been inseparable BBFs ever since. So I guess I inherited a new pet.

 

I will be leaving tomorrow night after J-Man’s band recital to deliver 32 puppies to West Palm and Boca Raton, Florida. I’ll start around midnight and try to make it a turnaround trip (without stopping at a motel,) some twenty hours. Just depends on how I feel, the traffic, and those cell phone drivers.

 

Then, either Friday or Saturday, I will be driving up to Goshin, Indiana to pick up a dog that Dr. Amber adopted out about two years ago. It became separated from the owner and a kind lady found the dog and took it to the vet. The vet found the chip in the dogs neck. She got the information and called Dr. Amber to let her know she had the dog. Dr. A called the owner of record who said they didn’t want the dog. So someone has to pick it up. She was going to drive up, but with the snow and shit up that way, I told her I would do it.

So my week will be pretty full, but the good thing is, you won’t have to put up with my shit for a few days. I can hear the yelling and whistling from here. But I promise to return with a vengeance. Besides, I have to tell you about Grannydot. Let’s just say two or three days on the road without the whining and complaining will be heaven.

I might try to tell you tomorrow before I leave – or not. Be good, folks. I do have a couple of pictures of two pugs that visited Santa for Marni and Lori. But Lori is have some problems with her Pugsley, and I don't want to maker feel any worse than she already does. So, when she says it's oaky, I'll let you see the two pugs. THEN it will be all the Santa pictures. Except maybe the one where I had to get on the floor for my Play Girl pose because the dog would not let anyone pick it up.

Later, Gator!