The dogs are tired of the rain

We've been getting dumped on with rain in the Midwest for what seems like forever. Myself and the dogs are sick of it.

When my alarm went off this morning it I could hear it pouring down rain outside, so rather than get up, which means an immediate trip outside so the dogs can go potty, I stayed in bed until it died down and then let the dogs out.

Did they appreciate my thoughtfulness? No. Einstein and Lady sat by the back door the entire time and I had to chase Sophia through the house to make her go outside. Then she proceeded to walk between the back door and the door to the three-season room, hugging the house as she went and picking up a nasty looking spider in her fur during her travels.

I'm ready for the dry heat of July that turns the grass brown any day now.

In more pleasant news, I made the dogs a quilted dog bed, pictured above, to match our bedroom decor. You can read about it here, on my quilting blog.

Einstein's on Cheezeburger.com

I LOVE www.Cheezburger.com. It is filled with goofy pictures of dogs and hilarious captions written with poor grammar.

You can even upload your own goofy pictures, so when I took a particularly silly one of Einstein, I uploaded it and slapped a caption on.

What is really happening in the photo, is Sophia stole Einstein's frog toy, and he's barking at her to get it back. What do you all do with your goofy dog pictures?

Crisis averted

Einstein LOVES his squeaky frog toy.

If we take it away, he sits near the counter it has been placed on and cries until he gets it back. He doesn't care about any other toy as much as his frog.

Any toy that receives that much love is bound to sustain some wear and tear. The frog hasn't squeaked in a while, it's tongue and a piece of its foot are long gone. But this morning Charlie, our foster dog, delivered the final death to the frog, ripping it open in the bottom and pulling out the stuffing.

Knowing this day would come, we've been searching for a replacement frog for months, scouring the toy aisle every time we go into the pet store, but we've never been able to find another frog.

So today, I turned to Google, did an image search for "dog frog toy" and several search pages in I found Einstein's beloved frog. I ordered five, one for Einstein to play with and four to store in a safe place until the replacement croaks (pun intended). Crisis averted.