Wednesday, 8 July 2009

These Blue Shoes Seem To Suit Me Well

My parents came over for dinner last night to celebrate their 37th wedding anniversary (37? In a row?) (Bonus points to anyone who can identify the movie that quote came from.)

We were sitting at the table while the puppies played on the couch. I thought they were chewing their bones until I heard a very distinctive ripping sound. I jumped up, convinced they had just destroyed the couch. My heart sank even lower when I realized they weren't chewing the couch, they were chewing one of my mom's shoes. The shoe was still identifiable as a shoe but there was no way to salvage it. They mutilated the shoe.

Stella has always been a fan of shoes. We constantly find her trying to get into the closet. If we accidentally leave the door open, she will instantly stick her head in and grab a few shoes. She doesn't chew them, though. She gums them a bit but mainly just likes to cuddle them. We think she likes the smell (because she usually goes for Shawn's workout runners or my ballerina flats or other shoes we wear while sockless.)

It looks like we have become a little too complacent when it comes to training the puppies. That changes today. Today the puppies will start boot camp. Today the puppies will embark on their journey to become less horrid. No longer will Stella's wrinkly brow or Wolfgang's old-man eyebrows get them out of trouble.

I am officially immune to this:

and this:

and these:
I won't lie; I am likely not immune to this:


  1. Puppy faces! I'm in trouble . . . I could never get too mad at a puppy with such an adorable mug. Clearly, my future puppy is going to be able to get away with murder.

  2. I've never trained a puppy, but I've taught 3 year-old dance classes, and I think the principle's the same. Someone will try and adorable their way out, someone will cry, someone will yell, someone will stomp their feet, in frustration, and someone will wet themselves. Good luck!

  3. this is the problem with cats. they apparently don't have the ability to feel bad about the naughty things they do, so i am unable to train them.

  4. Ah Clerks, how I love you!

    "This job would be great, if it wasn't for the fu&%ing customers!"

  5. I'm in the process of training my puppy and I can tell already that it's going to be a battle of wills. How did I end up with the crazy one?

  6. We fortunately never had chew-y dogs. Ruined shoes would make me lost it. I love most of my shoes.

  7. yeah i don't think i'd be a fan of dogs eating my shoes. my friend's dog does that all the time and she's had to replace so many, it would just drive me nuts!

  8. But how do you become immune to all of those?!

  9. Clerks! We used to quote that movie all the time at the crappy job I had in college.

    The puppies are adorable, obviously.