6/21/2007

Our Basset Hound...





Theo is an idiot. I love him, but he's an idiot. I'm actually embarassed by his most recent behavior. He's currently weighing in at about 99 pounds. Granted, he comes from big genes (you should see his sisters and brothers! The photo of Ozzy is one of his brothers! He's a big boy, too! The photo of Rosey is interesting, because she is Theo's mom..and they look EXACTLY alike! Theo's belly almost drags on the ground, too!), but he doesn't do anything but sleep, look for food to steal, and poop.




Yesterday, he managed to eat an entire brand new big jar of Vasoline. I kid you not. Now, he's a bit misersable, as the petroleum jelly passes through his system. His behind is quite messy, with a lot of black, greasy smudges. I'm not going to bathe him, however, until it all passes through him, as bathing now would be a waste of time. We had a bunch of friends over this afternoon, sipping beers and munching on junk out on the deck...and Theo kept walking by. I swear he knows his ass is a mess! At one point, Carnivorous Hippy and I were chatting and Big Boy went to lie down nearby. He's so fat that he has to maneuver in an odd manner to lie down, and, of course, he had his posterior pointed in CH's direction! After a bit, he rolled over onto his backside in such a way that not only was his ass in clear view, but his yellow-stained wiener, too! I bet CH thinks we're idiots! Nah, she wouldn't think that. She's too much like me...things such as a black-butted, overweight basset hound just add to the spice of life!

There are times I actually hate our dogs. I know I shouldn't, but they can be SUCH PAINS! Jim Dandy has been pulling apart the fence, one board at a time. Dood sheds horribly in the house. Theo not only eats anything, but manages to make big messes in the process. Yesterday, he not only ate Vasoline, but also pulled out all of the recycling in the bin in the pantry, trying to get at a single empty catfood can! He's so sneaky! He manages to get in there as soon as I go around the corner! I think that when these dogs are dead and gone, we'll not replace them.




Right now, hubby is saying, "You watch it, Theo. Your days are numbered," as Theo has managed to sneak in the back sliding door we left open. It's our fault, you know, that he gets away with what he does...but, well, he's an idiot!




10 comments:

Lotta said...

Dude vaseline? That's gonna be coming out for awhile!

Lotta said...

PS - We have this local commercial for a carpet cleaner. It shows a dog scootching it's bottom across the carpet (read: Popping anal glands) and then the carpet cleaners number comes on the screen. It's brilliant!

BoggyWoggy said...

I've seen the commercial...isn't it the one where the little kid is saying, "Mom! Come and look! Skippy can do a trick!"?

Janet said...

Poor Theo....he sounds like he's bored - that's why he's overweight and getting into mischief. He's not an idiot - he's a basset hound! Please give him a belly rub and a kiss on the snooter from his basset hound friends in Texas. :o)

Janet and her rescued basset hounds - Jackie, Kim, Kelly and Opie

BoggyWoggy said...

Oh, Janet, you have no idea how much love this basset gets! I just vent on my blog! Right now, he's sleeping by my feet, his tummy full of Milkbones and his ears freshly cleaned. He's not bored...he is a rescue dog (we got him in Idaho) who lived in a home where he was only fed people food for 4 years! He's just beginning to break bad habits!

Vita said...

trying again.

Vita said...

OK, it let me comment this time. Well, I've forgotten what I was going to say. I'm going away now. Byeeeee.

Anonymous said...

I have to say that I think dogs can be an absolute pain in the butt, a lot like children, but we love them and they love us.

Anonymous said...

Dogs can really be a complete pain in the butt, just like children. However, we still love them and they love us!

leyna said...

Try having a great dane with separation anxiety, who thinks he is only the size of a lap dog. Everywhere i go he has to be, i finally broke him of sleeping with me but it has been a chore. I know a Rosie (basset hound) here in Boise that can open the fridge and clean it out in a heartbeat, nothing is safe from that girl. My Dane can only open every door and window in the house (with his tongue).