Welcome 2010

If you're eating or just have a weak stomach in general, stop reading now. I warned you.

So I woke up this morning thinking goodbye 2009, 2010 has got to be better. This is what I got right out of the gate. For those of you that don't know, there is a new puppy in the house. Scooter. Half Chihuahua, half Miniature Dachshund. A Chi-Weiner if you will. Funny ass little dog. (The ass part of that last statement will make much more sense in a minute.) The dog sleeps in my bed, under the covers, way down by my feet. She had gotten in and out of bed a couple of times during the night to go potty....she uses a full laundry basket as her "stairs". Didn't think twice about it until I went to pet her and realized that the blanket that she had been dismantling for the past few days was now hanging partially out of her ass. Apparently string had been a regular part of her diet and passes right through a small dog. Well, not right through unfortunately. The lovely brown string had been dragged across the laundry in the basket, across the hand stitched quilt that was a gift from my aunt and down inside the sheets. All while I was asleep. And then to add to my lovely morning gift, I had to finish/help the string find the rest of its way out of my dogs ass. So much for 2010 being my year.