Late last Sunday night, I saw a link on Facebook asking if anyone in the area (SoCal) could save a dog that was scheduled to be sent to the Great Farm in the Sky on Monday. He looked like a cocker spaniel and since Nate Dogg is a cocker spaniel, I figured it would be downright un-Christmas-like un-Holiday Season-like of me not to snag him. I haven’t fostered a dog in ages, and my dog is an old man who is content to lie around, fart, and feast on treats all day. I’m not sure my tired old ass can handle the energy of a younger dog. Still, I figured I could at least hang on to him for a few weeks; fatten him up; get his cherry eye removed (a common condition for cocker spaniels); and shine him up like a new penny, so the odds of him finding a permanent home would be better.
So, on Monday afternoon, I popped down to the shelter, had a brief chat with the dog, decided he’d do, paid for him to be neutered, and stayed his imminent execution.
Five days and one junk-removal surgery later, Foster the Dog aka Mr. Kitten Mittens and I were posing with Santy Claus:
Happy December 25th to all and to all a good night!
Every Saturday in December, OC Animal Care is offering free pictures with Santa. Click here for more info, and for the love of humanity, if you’re planning on getting a dog for yourself or for a loved one, ADOPT! ADOPT! ADOPT! There are so many adorable dogs that need homes. There are so many adorable dogs — like Mr. Kitten Mittens who is currently fast asleep in his crate after having been completely ignored by Nate Dogg — that are being killed because shelters and rescue groups can’t find good homes for them. Seriously. Don’t buy a dog. Don’t make me come over there. I will cut you. And then I’ll sing that “In the Arms of the Angels” song until you lose your mind.
I bought some expensive ass stairs/ramp because my dog is an old man with arthritis who still wants to jump up, jump up and get down. The vet told him he shouldn’t do any of those things, otherwise he’d be in a house of pain. But Nate Dogg doesn’t care. Whatevah. He’ll do what he wants.
So, I figured it was old man dogg ramp time. Here’s a video of me trying to teach him to use it:
[The first exciting video of Nate Dogg is after the jump]
No, not thatACORN. Just regular ol’ acorns. You remember acorns? How awesome they used to be. How you’d admire chipmunks and squirrels and whatever when they’d be sitting around munching on acorns.
As a matter of fact, there was a motherfucker munchin’ on an acorn just the other week.
Okay, I sat down to write this post (like, two hours twenty-four hours ago1), and it was going to be about how a federal district judge in Intercourse, PA got busted for handing out acorns to random women who happened to walk by, and how these women were, like, totally not stoked to find condoms in the acorns; but now, I’m just going to show you this video of a squirrel eating an acorn.
I shot it last week. The video. Not the squirrel. Dang, I may be a little ornery sometimes, but it’s not like I shoot animals from my porch… (when it’s so hot outside.)
Anyway, here’s a completely pointless video of a squirrel I shot last week. (Hee. Grammar is fun.)