@thebiglybestestdoggie: Enough of this crunchy crap! Getting tired of rock hard kibble. If this continues, consider me effectively on a hunger strike. At least, until I find something better to eat. In the backyard, perhaps…
~Happy Tuesday, friends! Poor Jett has been struggling to mask his disappointment whenever he strolls over to his food bowl lately. Apparently, the filet mignon he secretly wishes for has yet to materialize.~
Pop quiz!!!
Oh, relax.
There’s only one question, and no wrong answers.
It’ll be fun!
Here we go…
WHEN LIFE HANDS YOU LEMONS, YOU ARE MOST LIKELY TO:
a) Pull on your sweatpants, grab a few pints of Chunky Monkey, and indulge in a three day marathon of tear-jerkers, including John Q and The Pursuit of Happyness, then bawl for days over the myriad of injustices in life.
b) Find your inner peace after thoroughly exhausting yourself by going postal on random objects- the neighbor’s hideous Halloween scarecrow they have yet to take down, the coffee maker that just kicked the bucket, the freakishly large rat scurrying by…
c) Throw those lemons at someone deserving. A few helpful options: that toxic frenemy you can’t seem to cut loose, a particularly infuriating coworker, or the out-of-control maniac in a semi who just cut you off on the freeway.
d) Use your pent-up aggression to squeeze every last drop of lemon juice out with your bare hands like a Viking masseuse and make a badass (and probably dangerously potent) lemon martini.
e) Other (please elaborate)
While these are all very logical (and highly acceptable) approaches, I’d personally go with option c.
After all, research clearly shows that actively doing something to alleviate troubles can be highly beneficial.
And how much more proactive can one get than hurling objects across the room?
So…which did you choose?
~Happy Friday, everyone! Hope you all have a lemon-free weekend… Unless, of course, you were planning on making a lemon martini!~
No Viking masseuses were available, so I had to make this one myself.
(Much Ado About Lemons originally appeared on Comically Quirky on 10/08/2015)
@thebiglybestestdoggie: When lightning strikes and the thunder roars, there’s only one thing for this big, strong, protective doggie to do… Hide!!! (Momma, save me!)
~Happy Tuesday, everyone! People expect doggies to be tough, but sometimes all they want to do is hide under a blanket and wait for the storm to pass… much like their human counterparts.~
I want to pack my bags and move.
To Montana.
Big Sky Country.
Away from chaos.
Away from people.
Yeah, I know it isn’t quite the beach.
But beach towns tend to be kind of…
Well…
How can I put this delicately?
Peopley.
Yeah.
There are people.
And lots of them.
Like, everywhere.
I want to live under the big open sky.
I want to see the stars twinkling at night.
And I want a Lincoln Log house.
You know, those cool log cabin houses with green roofs.
Well, guess what?
They have real Lincoln Log houses in Montana!
Except those houses have actual walls!
And doors!
And indoor plumbing!
You know what else might be nice to have?
A horse.
That’s right.
Even though I said I never wanted to ride one of those suckers ever again in my life.
But open land calls for animals, and lots of them.
There’s just something calming about wild, untamed natural beauty.
Wide open space.
And animals freely roaming around in all that openness.
Just think:
I could become a rancher!
Yeah.
A cattle rancher.
Or better yet…
A cereal farmer!
Hey, I’m all for learning new things.
Did you know that elk, deer and antelope populations outnumber humans in Montana?
It’s true.
The average square mile of land contains 1.4 elk, 1.4 pronghorn antelope, and 3.3 deer.
And the density of the state is six people per square mile.
Holy moly!
More animals than people?
Surely that can’t be a bad thing.
No wonder it’s called the Treasure State.
Although Montana does have the largest grizzly bear population in the lower 48 states.
Yikes!
But no state has as many different species of mammals as Montana.
That’s pretty exciting stuff right there.
Speaking of exciting…
It’s always important to become familiar with the laws of the land before venturing into new territory.
Did you know that guiding sheep onto a railroad track with an intent to injure the train can get a person five years in prison in Montana?
Oh, and it’s also illegal to drive with a sheep in the cab of your truck…
Unless you have a chaperone.
Well, so much for that.
I was hoping to haul a shitload of sheep in the back of my truck.
By myself.
Because I’m a rebel like that.
Montana sure is protective of their sheep.
Oooh!
Maybe the sheep are the treasure of The Treasure State.
Say what you want.
There is something appealing about a whole lot of nothingness.
And sheep.
Sheep everywhere.
~Happy Friday, friends! Hope you have a terrific weekend!~
I want a Lincoln Log house just like this one… complete with that funky green cowboy to protect us from all the elk I might inadvertently piss off.
@thebiglybestestdoggie: So I’m The Bigly Bestest, but my Momma is just The Okayest? I don’t think so! She feeds me and walks me and takes care of me, so I think she’s better than just Okayest. Unless she forgets to feed me. Then yeah, she’ll definitely be downgraded to Okayest.
~Happy Tuesday, friends! Need proof that doggies are nicer than kids? I think my shirt speaks for itself!~
I’m not gonna lie.
I’m not really feeling the love.
My darling boys almost forgot that Mother’s Day is tomorrow.
Until I reminded them yesterday.
But alas, motherhood is a thankless job.
Fortunately, it’s not without its humorous moments.
So why don’t we take a moment to celebrate the awesomeness of moms?
Because, let’s face it, moms are awesome.
(Yeah. A crazy, multitasking masochist sounds about right.)
(Does going out of my mind count as a vacation?)
(Hellooo!?! Do you think I enjoy talking to myself? I’ll have you know that I do not, in fact, enjoy talking to myself. Are you even listening?!?)
(Because, evidently, nobody else besides mom can see the invisible, overflowing basket of laundry that keeps mysteriously multiplying.)
(Oops, too late. I guess 364 days was too long for my sanity to stick around.)
(Move over, Iron Man! You probably know me as my alter ego, Wonder Woman. Yeah. Take that!)
(Wearing the cape is typically too much of a hassle. And it blows our cover. We’re supposed to be human, after all.)
(Dogs love unconditionally and never back talk. And they’re always so grateful. Unlike some people I know…)
(Oh crap. Who let the cat out of the bag? Was it those darned kids? They’re lying to you! I swear!)
(Mom? Mom who? Okay, so sometimes moms find ourselves in situations where we’re forced to pretend we’ve never seen those angelic creatures before in our lives. It happens.)
(Amen to that! Now where’s my margarita?)
(Quite possibly the most heartfelt way to thank your mom for all that she has ever done for you.)
~Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there! Hope you get to enjoy a nice margarita and a day off from laundry and all that other domestic nonsense.~
@thebiglybestestdoggie: Look! Over there on the, uh… floor! It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s… Super Doggie! Oh yeah. Check out my cool new cape! Does this mean I can fly now?
~Happy Tuesday, friends! While the cape might look magical, it seems all the magic is in the doggie himself. Abracadabra!~
Happy May 4th!
It’s also Cinco de Mayo Eve…
If such a thing actually exists.
Would that make today Cuatro de Mayo?
Is that a thing?
Well, it is now.
At any rate, Star Wars fans…
Today is your day!
Presenting some of the funniest Star Wars quotes of all time!
(C-3PO has such a classy and charismatic way with words, I can’t help but respect his penchant for comic relief.)
(It’s true; Yoda looks better than most people 1/10th of his age!)
(Would the iconic Nike slogan have the same impact if it boasted, “Just try it”? Case in point.)
(Even I’m disturbed by the myriad of things that Darth Vader finds disturbing. He’s got the proverbial stick up his butt. I mean, would it really kill him to smile occasionally?)
(A fool is a fool is a fool… but my guess it’s more foolish to follow a fool.)
(If only more people would heed this wisdom and think before opening their massive pie-holes, the world would be a better place.)
(Does this apply strictly to droids, or can this approach be used with humans also? Just curious…)
(Size matters not, as Yoda once said. I’m inclined to agree.)
(Naturally, the best remedy for this is to find some type of distraction to drown out the screams of your inner voice of reason and just go with the flow.)
(Ha! Yoda obviously hadn’t met my boys, with their twisted and sadistic senses of humor.)
(A fresh new threat to employ when the kids get too rowdy in the car!)
(Burn! Hmm. Perhaps “burn” isn’t the right word, seeing as how a planet far from the sun probably wouldn’t be hot enough to burn, in any sense of the word. But yelling “freeze!” simply doesn’t have the same impact.)
(I may occasionally misplace my keys, but I can proudly say I’ve never once misplaced a planet.)
(Rogue One, we have a problem! Sure, having no horizon on the horizon is indeed problematic. But killing off the delightfully witty K-2SO? Oh, that was low.)
(I, too, have my moments. I’m not sure what that says about my other non-momentous moments, though..)
Nearly half of these clever gems are from Yoda.
I guess it’s no surprise.
He’s wise and witty.
He and I seem to have quite a bit in common.
Except that I’m not green.
Or half as wise.
Or 900 years old.
Regardless of the fact that my kids might try to tell you otherwise.
~Happy Friday, friends! May the fourth, er, force be with you!~
@thebiglybestestdoggie: I will carry you here and there. I will carry you everywhere! I do so love you, my darling blue ball. And I don’t care if anyone thinks it’s ridiculous! I will never let you out of my sight again. Never ever ever!
~Happy Tuesday, friends! Poor Jett dropped his favorite blue ball in a questionable pile of …well, something, so we had to toss it in the trash. He moped around until we replaced it with an identical blue ball… which he now refuses to let out of his sight. It’s a classic case of puppy love!~
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