Greetings and Salutations!
Mea Culpa!
MAXIMUM Type One Each!!!
I done forgot to update y’all on the Snausage Princess! That’s inexcusable, so apologies there! For real!!!
First off, No issues. She’s doing great! Outside of an increase in her already GARGANTUAN appetite (Sapper calls her a ‘stomach with legs’) because of the meds we figure, she’s been really doing well.
Hence the following pics:
Sapper, Stella and the attention-whore Chili.
Not sure if I put that one out already. Then yesterday, Bob-the-Cat and Stell were chilling out on Sapper’s bunk together:
Bob shockingly has been really cool and seems to know that Stella got fucked up a bit. He’s been cuddling up w/her on the regular. Granted, for a cat, he was raised essentially with Stella from the get-go, so he’s got some ‘doggo-attitudes’ so to speak. Pretty cool IMO and what’s hilarious is they’ve got almost the same coloration… like IRL they’re brother/sister/littermates. At least in their minds…
Now last night I didn’t get much sleep.
B/C of doggo reasons.
Stella was on her usual perch (see the 2nd pic below) so to speak on the sofa in the War Room AKA “The Museum of Mayhem” and started having what I think was a bad dream… whining, whimpering and crying out all the while sound asleep… doggo-dreams if you will. She had these even BEFORE ‘the incident’ so I gathered her up, and brought her into MY room as the bunk is a Cali-King with plenty of room, (I thought, more the fool sez I) and so I figured she could crash w/me.
Which she did…
(pic taken at about 0400)
All 75 pounds of farting/drooling dead-weight of her.
On her back… happy as a clam.
That Bitch kept me up ALLLLLL night and the dog-farts were something Glen Filthie would have been in awe of… UTTERLY devastating. Nerve Agent Level. Toxic. What the fuck are we feeding her? I asked myself? Dead fucking rotten squirrels??? Pickled rhinoceros guts? Add on she took over the center of the bunk, leaving me on the Edge of It? WAITING to fall to my doom???
Typical Woman… even Doggo-Whammenz are bed hogs.
BUT
She slept with a cute pittie-smile she has, stayed all night and I pretty much had to clock in late to the People’s Glorious Tractor Factory as I barely got any shut-eye between the farting and the fact I was clinging to the edge of the bunk ‘cos like I said, that bitch? She’s a bed-hog. It also damned near took a stick of TNT to get her OFF the bunk when it was time to get up…
Heh. Whammenz amiright?
She’s doing well like I said… I took this whilst writing:
They were both out cold until I went to take that pic.
Then BOTH of them opened their peepers…
No idea what ‘radar’ they have, but yeah… both of them are good girls. Love ’em to death. Literally I’m burning my relationshit/marriage down b/c of one of these bitches LOL.
Nuthin’ wrong with that Aye?
And YES I do feel the relief.
MAD more mellow.
No longer feeling like I’m walking on broken glass.
TBPH:
Case in point:
Sapper, Ranger Jay and Myself are going out for breakfast at a Denny’s/IHOP or wherever for the first time in almost 10 years.
This used to be a ‘regular thing’ that X#1 never interfered with.
However, Soon-to-Be X#2 had ‘issues’ ‘cos she wasn’t part of it, as this was our guy thing… normally brekkie, and then a movie. In fact when X#1 got me hemmed up with the Gendarmes back in the day, it was because I failed to show for our “regular” Saturday morning brekkie and the movie with Sapper and Ranger Jay that got Sapper to do the detective work and eventually bond my ass out of the clink…
Frens like that are gold folks.
No movie this time as A, there isn’t one worth fuck-all right now and B, Jay has some shit he’s got to get up to w/his ole lady.
BUT
Smol Baby Steps back to ‘Normality’ Aye???
For the values of what’s ‘normal’ in my Chaotic Good lifestyle right? Holy fuck I’m so pleased I could bust!!!
The last thing for tonight is probably one of the cooler things I found recently. As they say,
“Reject Modernity, Embrace Tradition!”
This video here is about the WHITEST video you’ll ever see… an Irish RUSSIAN (more on this in a later poast!!!!) A-Cappella group named “Spokanki” (Spokane) doing a traditional song (in Gaelic) called ‘Ceann Dubh Dilis’ (My Sweet, Dark-Haired Love):
-I- have an Irish Boner going on…
Russkie or not, I dig the traditional Gaelic moo-sik
Traditional costumes…song… lyrics…
Oh Holy Hells…
THAT is traditional
You Tell Me
More Later
BCE
So I guess you can’t post those tits as revenge right? Fuckin hell.
Meh… they were mid at best… since the surgery? 4/10
Gotta be careful, revenge porn is a crime now.
Before when he posted them pre-surgery (and they were awesome), they were married and she agreed. Now no way and BCE could get charges filed.
Filthie is gonna love your shout-out. His blog makes my day every day.
Glad you’re having great days! But. Don’t start being so happy that you forget to watch your 6, buddy.
glad to see pics of Stella. looks like she going to be okay. that is great news.
yeah. pits have gas. like unreal amounts of it. was ‘given” a red nose pit puppy years ago by a buddy.
here the back story. he, my buddy owns a bunch of rental houses. one was on fire. yup on fire.
the next day he in there with his insurance guy and some fire cops to check it out as to why.
they found 2 pit red nose puppies chained to a pipe in the basement. water and burnt shit around them. guess the race of the owners of the puppies ? they where at home when the fire broke out too.
they took the dogs. my buddy brought home the male one, the fire cop took the female one.
my buddy’s wife can’t be around the dog. can’t breath or something. so, he brings the dog to his deli
everyday. waiting for me to show up. I had just put my dog of 17 years down a few months before.
didn’t want another one. but,,, anyway. he told me later that no one else was going to get that pup but me. Dude as he ended being called (my kid. another story ) loved his ass. but the problem was he was
ALWAYS passing gas. yeah. farting his ass off. even after many trips to the VET, many changes in dog food. hell, we even fed him youget (?) a few times per the VET to change things. NOTHING helped.
I can still remember him jumping for joy when I came home and he was farting like mad the whole time. still. he was a great dog. other than the farting problem. great with kids, cats even and other dogs. he crossed the bridge at 13 having lived a good life. you always had to have the windows down when he was in the truck though. he could gag anyone inside inside of 5 minutes.
so, yeah. I understand how a dog’s farts can wake you out of a sound sleep.
Yah bro… fucking Pittie-Farts
The ‘Secret Weapon of the Doggo World”
OMFG she (when she drops one) is EPIC
Even worse, sometimes I KNOW SHE knows as what she did as she gets the ‘pittie smile’ knowing she just gassed the fuck out of us LOL
Fucking like I said “whammenz”, Doggos included… (but at least Doggos show shame when they fuck up amiright?)
here a story for ya. my two brothers. one had this dog, good one too. but he was only home on weekends as he got called to active duty nearby. anyway. what he would do is feed his dog eggs
on Sunday before handing the dog over for the week. the one watching said dog used to bitch about
the dog farting. I saw/caught my brother feeding his dog the eggs before he passed him over one time. so. I told the one watching him just what he did. so started the WAR.
starting on Friday morning, said dog was fed chilli with BEANS. yup. By Saturday the dog was bombing the house like mad.
and come Sunday, he was fed eggs again. this went on for almost a year.
I didn’t go over there after the WAR started. the smell was that bad.
I still feel sorry for that poor dog. but it goes to show that my brothers are true ASSHOLES.
you can pick your friends, but family ????
Feel sorry? I bet that pittie loved every egg and snout full of chili. As for the humans . . . wrestle with the pig if you want, after a while you will realize you are covered in mud and pig shit and the pig is having fun.
one, the dog in question was not a pit. and 2. hell yes, he loved every damn meal they fed him.
what got to me was the “look” the poor dog had AFTER farting. it was like he knew something was bad. also too, he would move after dropping one. like go into the next room.
the one pit mix we had used to turn around and see where the sound/smell came from.
no shit, she was funny to watch when she dropped one.
the pup Dude didn’t care about dropping a bomb. hell, he did it ALL THE TIME.
and that is why, driving with Dude in the truck the windows MUST be half way down in winter even.
Dog food is very important to combatting dog farts. When we got the current dog, he was being fed el-cheapo Walmart food so his farts were atrocious.
We switched to IAMS lamb and rice, 1 cup twice a day (and plate lickings) for a 140lb dog. Took about a month for his farts to settle down to ‘more sound than fury, signifying nothing’ as The Bard would say.
Due to the decrease in volume because the IAMs is much better, his turds are manageable sized rather than the Clydesdale-size crap he used to drop (when he was 60lbs.)
Could also be stress related. The future Ex may have kept the level of drama up to where SP was reacting to it. Remove said drama 24/7/365 and SP’s system may be bounding and rebounding while it settles on ‘normal.’
made the switch to Iams lamb and rice many years ago per the VET and never looked at anything else.
all of our dogs have done really well with it. they get a can each and one to two cups of dry.
funny thing, the one dog loves the dry more than the can stuff (?) and they are always trying to get
“dropping” when the wife cooks. I think she does that for them anyway.
btw, it was the VET with Dude that I started feeding him Iams. didn’t help much at all.
Also the meds… painkillers and such always had gaseous with the dogs whenever they went on meds.
Well…Harrrumpffff… the food sounds good, Tiny. Y’all are eatin surprisingly well.
But don’t listen to these faggots and pussies – farts are healthy and fun! 👍 That is a mighty fine K9 team you have there. Feed them more beans and lentils to increase anabolic digestion in the lower intestine – the afterburner, if you will. They’ll run cleaner AND faster! Keep them close and get out every day in the sun for a walk. It does wonders for the mental health and attitude humans too.
It may not smell like it at times… but you guys are gonna be alright. I am praying for you all.
That’s awesome news that the doggo is doing better.
NEVER feel bad that you gave “she who must not be named” the heave ho !
She made your life a fucking Hell for 9 years with constant drama and BS.
I’ll bet you a $1 that once this is all over and you are chilling that your blood pressure goes WAY down.
I’ve been worried for years that you’d have a heart attack or the cancer would come back with all of the stress that you have been under.
Hang with your boys, enjoy your life and start planning what you want your life to be post divorce.
It sounds like you are tired of Tampa, so sell the house and bail. Go somewhere that you can be happy.
If unsure, rent an apartment in Sapper’s new AO after he moves and see if you like it.
You have a new and exciting chapter ahead in your life once the big D is over.
“DING!DING!DING!” Winner, Winner, Chikin Diner…. no shit Jimmah.
Get down here so’s we can have beers and steak, on me.
Having been introduced in person to BCE’s menagerie, I can say both doggos and Bob the Cat are all finest kind.
Ditto the hoomanz as well.
Greetings Pete.
Went down to Green River Lakes 2 weeks ago, wondered how you were doing these days, hope all is good on your end.
Sig
Movie worth watching – F1.
No surprises, but excellent cinematography and sound, well worth the 2.5 hr run time.
” Literally I’m burning my relationshit/marriage down b/c of one of these bitches”
Seems to me that it’s been a dumpster fire for some time, I’m glad that you came to your senses and stepped out of it. You weren’t the one burning the relations ship either, get that crap out of your head.
Premium kibble does seem to reduce the toxicity of dog farts, Iams, Hill’s Science Diet, and Taste of the Wild are three I’m familiar with.
Looks like Stella has figured out how to rock poor, poor pitiful me points, you’re screwed.
When Herself left, my lab/shepherd female took her spot on the bed. She starts off curled up next to me, which is nice. But later on, I’ll turn to sleep on my left side, and there she is, on her back, spread eagle, and I’m a foot from dog crotch. She rarely has gas, which is a blessing. The other one, a yellow lab, well that’s different.
I found both have mild poultry allergies. It’s the chiggin in the food that does it, and it’s’ everywhere. I moved them to Purina pro plan beef/rice and they seem to do good with it. I was feeding them Iams Lamb/rice but they changed the formulation somehow and neither wanted to eat it. Greenies would mess them up as well. Then I found out that they like milk-bones as much. They are cheaper and actually work better. The vet was blown away how clean the female’s teeth were. She’s nine.
It’s also treats. Give them some eggs, or meat scraps and I’m in for it. I found cheese helps them and fixes their guts.
I had the same problem with Herself. Slowly but surely all my guy time evaporated. After years I joined the men’s clubs and a ministry or two at the Church, which allowed me to rebuild a network of men frens.
I have to say, I don’t miss the drama. The trying to figure out what’s up her ass now. It sucked for the first four months or so, then I met a newer, younger woman (literally the day the judge signed off) and I’ve been drama free since. She wasn’t born in the US, so she wasn’t brought up to grow into an old boss cunt.
Guess the cats outta the bag, Billy I just see the world differently. Your Ex, at some point shared with you joy and comfort and Love. You were a team a thing. I feel for you.
Relationships with wives are a lot of work, can only speak for my relationship, we’ve been married for 42 years now, together like 45 years. In our gig I am the wild child, and I would yell it from the hill tops she is my rock my best friend my lover, and the one!.
My friend I hope you find the peace required to excel in your life. Billy you are a good man, good men deserve good women by their side. Sounds funny but that relationship makes us complete.
Dirk Williams
Dirk, in some ways you are like my Dad who met my Mom when they were both teenagers, dated, fell in love, married and were happy as could be until the day he died. They are both excellent people so my Mom (Dad had passed) had real trouble understanding how my Ex could screw me over like she did after 16 years and the whole divorce thing.
You are a lucky man to have found your wife but sadly women like that are RARE these days.
Most American women are deep down very selfish and it’s all “ME ME ME… what’s in it for ME” deep down.
The man is a meal ticket and a tool to use to get what they want and when he is no longer useful he is discarded like a used condom. Then the law and legal system is setup to fuck him hard in court.
Now just so everyone realizes that I’m not totally bitter and jaded, I dated a bunch of women for 5 years after my divorce and had a really good time but always said “I am NEVER EVER getting married again unless I meet the perfect woman for me”.
Well God said “challenge accepted” and one evening I was waiting for my pizza to be ready and this gorgeous woman sat next to me. We started chatting and we clicked like I’ve never clicked with anyone before. She was divorced and had been married for almost 20 years to an asshole who was a mean drunk and she had no kids.
We’ve been together since soon to be 10 years and 9 years married and we are both happy as Hell.
So everyone, there ARE damn fine women out there but they are frigging rare and I had to date a whole bunch of crazy bitches before I found my wife. It IS possible so if deep down that’s what you want there is hope. Otherwise, date and have fun like I did. Good times and no BS.
Jimmy Px, absolutely awesome life’s story! god bless my friend.
thank you for sharing! many here have met my wife,,, probably tell you she’s an odd Duck, a Norwegian.
5.4 110 blue eyed blonde, couple of masters degrees , taught Kindergarten for 30 years! she loves the littles, more then life itself.
and yes i am blessed!
any of you every find yourselves in Southern Oregon your always welcome at our home.
Dirk Williams
My wife and I were in our mid 40’s when we found each other. After the Handmaiden of Satan I had sworn off ever getting married again.
She had also given up on finding someone.
Two dates and we have never been apart since. Going on 30 years now.
She is an American woman and Sicilian. If I ever cheated on her she would murder me in my sleep. But she is fiercely loyal to me.
Granted, we are both late end Boomers and grew up in a time when marriage was looked at differently than it is now.
But I am a hopeless romantic and believe that there are still some good woman out there.
Listen to Jimmy Soul,
“If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you. “
The wife’s doggo-o is a tiny little Boston Terrier and that little girl is an endless generator of the most gawd awful gas imaginable, like waking me up out of a dead sleep awful. I don’t know how she can create that much stink from such a small body.
Ha. I had a neighbor years ago with a pug like that. That was a great (and funny) little dog, but damn she could rip off a stink bomb that would have you wretching like you were breathing VX nerve gas or something.
Good to see/hear the sausage princess is recovering nicely.
Oh, yeah, if the farts are really really atrocious, you can buy charcoal pills that help somewhat in mitigating said farts. Somewhat.
They also make anti-gas pills called simethicone that works on humans and dogs, may or may not be useful depending on the dog. Dosage info here: https://a-z-animals.com/pets/dogs/dog-facts/simethicone-dosage-chart-for-dogs/
Remove stress.
Feed only top-quality food. (no bargain basement chow)
Table scraps, as long as you avoid raisins/grapes, broccoli or cabbage overall and, of course, chocolate anything.
Pills if necessary, charcoal or simethicone.
Takes about 2-3 months for non-pills to mostly stop the killer farts. But big dogs always fart.
Dog farts and yakking about de wahmens. This may be the most Dude-posting ever.
Thanks for that laugh! Literally made me LOL on that comment… “Dude-posting” BWAHAHAHAHAH!!!!
Alzaebo,
Gonna miss seeing your sometimes otherworldly posts over at the Z-man’s blog, you and the other regulars. See you elsewhere.
JerseyJeffersonian
Mind you, this was thirty years ago, and I don’t dwell on it, but your recent posts have brought up memories. One of the first things my ex did was to invade all my guy spaces. I explained to her that was my time. Bowling, pool leagues, etc. She didn’t care. Then over time she isolated me from my friends. Good friends. I’d see them when I could. When she was working and didn’t know where I was. I wasn’t cheating. Just taking some me time. She hated that.
That’s abusive behavior. She isolated me from my friends and only allowed me to spend time with her family and friends.
She didn’t beat me. But she ruined me for a while. Never again. Then during the divorce she accused me of abuse. The judge laughed at her. Heh.
Glad you’re out BC. Best wishes for you. You already seem so much happier and better. I really do wish you the best.