January 27, 2010

  • Clean Sheets At Last


    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    I finally got around to changing the sheets.  I'm looking forward to my nice Egyptian cotton ones later on tonight...*grin*.   I almost hated to see how bad the holes the dog chewed in my flannels ones looked once I had them off the bed.  However, I decided I had better wash them before I attempt a repair.  They are so loaded with the damn dog hairs that it's almost unbelievable!  You wouldn't believe that a short hair dog would shed hairs everywhere like Baron does.  Shit, they were even underneath all the covers at the bottom of the bed.  It has to be us that are slowly pushing them down there at night when we are asleep.  I'm not sure I can even repair the top sheet.  It might be more fodder for Bratfink's rag rug.

    I'm finding more of the things that the dog chewed on when he was a pup and I remember why I put some of my good linens away up in the attic.  I told the Beast that if he chews a hole in ONE MORE THING, he is going to be soooooo sorry!  I swear, I will spend a small fortune buying all new stuff and will lock the dog completely out of the bedroom since the Beast can't seem to watch him.  I have no idea why he's doing this....at least, not for certain.  I THINK it's because he's totally frustrated because he can't be as active as he would like to be.  He's such a wuss that you never know if the cold is going to send him right back inside the house or the car, depending on where he's at.  The other day, the Beast took him down to the lake and it was windy as hell....and cold.  He (the Beast) took it as long as he could while Baron ran around, happy as only a dog can be.  When he decided it was time to get back into the car, the dog came reluctantly.    This is the dog that won't set a foot on snow, won't go outside in a drizzle and will barely go to the bottom of the stairs in most cold weather before he will pee and want back into the house.

    I'm still pissed off that Baron has chewed a hole in my nice flannel sheet.  I'm sitting here with it on my craft table and trying to decide if I want to just use an iron on or if I want to do a patchwork kind of repair to it.  I haven't decided yet because I truly am not ready to tackle it until my urge to kill is over.

    Bratfink got my package today.  She was sure that it wouldn't get there because of the weather being so crappy but I sent it UPS and they have become more dependable than our post office.  Remember when it was....neither rain, nor sleet nor snow....???? 

    Love you all.  Gotta get this posted so I can finish folding clothes and my handy rags I use in the kitchen (and everywhere else).  The Beast uses them to *shudder* blow his nose in and it grosses me out so bad I told him he's got to put all his snot rags into the washer himself.  He's actually been doing it, too.    I know!  It's so unlike a man.