Saturday, May 12, 2012

With a very unpleasing sneezing and weezing the utility pole crashed to the ground

HAA-CHOO! Oh, excuse me. I’m sorry. That was impolite. But I have issues without tissues. Since it stopped raining here I am not three steps out the door until I start sneezing and hacking. It has made my daily bodily functions into a bother. I got sneeze stuff coming out my nose, cough stuff out my mouth, not to mention the usual stuff that gets produced during the process.

I am even having trouble licking. I lick Daddy and mid lick I begin to cough and sneeze. This is very frustrating. The allergies have affected Pocket. She goes WHO HAW WHO HAW. Yesterday morning we only got a couple of driveways past ours before Daddy took our sniveling butt home.

Last night Mommy gave us both a little bit of Benadryl and I can lick Daddy without coughing and sneezing. The truth test will be when I go outside again. If I go outside again. Right now I feel like being a housecat. Give me a box, I’ll go in it. I just don’t like sneezing Foley I am.

Two nights ago the power went off during the night. Mommy and Daddy were awake, reading in bed, and Pocket and I were snuggling when suddenly everything went dark. I will let the overly excitable Pocket take over from here.

POCKET: OH CHEESE AND CRACKERS! I JUST GOT USED TO THAT COLD AIR BLOWING BEAST, WHEN SUDDENLY IT SHUT OFF. NOT ONLY DID IT SHUT OFF THE WHOLE WORLD SHUT OFF THE FAN, THE LIGHTS, EVERYTHING. SUDDENLY, WITH MY HEIGHTENED SENSES I COULD SMELL EVERYTHING AND HEAR EVERYTHING. MOMMY SAID MAYBE THERE WAS A CAR ACCIDENT AND A UTILITY POLE FELL OVER. OH NO! A CAR ACCIDENT. YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? ZOMBIES! I SNUGGLED CLOSELY TO MOMMY HOPING TO SAVE US FROM THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE, AND TREMBLED THE ENTIRE NIGHT LONG.

Foley: Normally I would tell you that Pocket got everything wrong but let me say this: The lights out situation scared the sith out of me. The zombies come out when thelights go out, and here in the village of the pruned, there are plenty of zombies, so I was nervous. When I get nervous I lick. I lick the sheets or Daddy. I believe if my tongue is connected to something everything will be allright. I learned that from Bill Clinton. Everything came back on near dawn and I finally settled down. Pocket stayed awake all night looking for zombies. I agreed with her, you can’t be too careful.

Today Mommy and Daddy went to Daddy’s doctor in Randolph and on the way home she got car sick. They had to stop at a Dunkin Donuts so Mommy didn’t womit in the car. I found this to be ironic. Most people leave Dunkin Donutus in a car then womit. Mommy left her car to womit in Dunkin Donuts. After that Mommy and Daddy had to travel on the highway.

Daddy decided he needed something in case Mommy started to womit again and, get this, he grabbed my car seat for her to use Not Pocket’s Mine. Thankfully she did not womit but if she had my seat would be violated. She told me that I had thrown up in her seat so why can’t she throw up in mine? I know that makes sense in human terms but in dog’s terms it makes no sense what so ever.

I am a little better now with the sneezing and wheezing. But I still upset Mommy and Daddy if I have a hacking cough now and then. I am sitting in her recliner in case something comes up throat wise. If she can upchuck in my chair then I can upchuck in hers. That’s dog logic.

4 comments:

  1. Too cute! Pawsome as always, wuvs, licks and waggles (bumper tails in Shiba language...)Jeni & Maya

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  2. thank goodness all that sneezing business is over. Thank goodness no monster came out of the dark
    Benny & Lily

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  3. Kudos for the Bruce Springsteen reference in the post title )

    Carsickness is no fun. I find I get carsick nowadays anytime I'm not driving. Elka can get carsick as well, though we just had good success with Dramamine.

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  4. Glad the sneezing is over and the sun is out!
    Best wishes Molly

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