Saturday, October 04, 2008

Mojo Update.

Mojo is 7 ½ months now. I took him to the vet last week to get some shots and make sure he knew who is boss around here (Kaaryn). He's weighing in at 70 lbs now. I'm not sure when he is supposed to stop growing. But it looks like he'll be pushing 80-90 lbs before he's done. Enjoy some pictures of Mo.


Mojo at the vet. They had just finished putting things in every orifice, sticking him with countless needles, and a failed attempt to cajole him into providing a stool sample. This is all that was left of him.



You looking at Mo?


Mojo is perfect with Salem. They love to play and he's very gentle with her. He always waits for her to come out of the bath.



Here's one for all of you 'pit bulls are dangerous' types out there.




These last two posts got me thinking: in what ways are dogs better than babies? I was able to come up with a few answers.

Babies mess the floor. Dogs clean the floor, except on rare occasions. But even then, if the dogs poop in the house, I don't have to wipe their butts.

Dogs are spayed and neutered. I don't ever have to worry about who they're humping.

I don't get grossed out when the dogs eat dog food off the floor.

The dogs don't bite as hard. And they don't think it's funny when they do.

Mojo isn't even 8 months old, and he's almost through puberty.

My dogs listen when I tell them to stop barking.

The dogs clean up their own vomit.

My neighbors don't call the police when I beat my dogs.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Not much going on here. I am terribly busy with school. Kaaryn is terribly busy with baby. Salem is developing into quite a handful. She is a charismatic and sassy as can be. Her favorite game is to pester her parents until they snap. Then we yell. She laughs and points at us. Enjoy some pictures.


She took a dump in her bathtub. I, for one, can't wait until she starts dating.




Athos is very tolerant. Look close and see a tiny fist full of fur.



She was playing with the shaving cream in the bath. Her aim is dead on.



You ever get that feeling you're being watched?



Baby scraps for scraps with the dogs.