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Reconnecting with the dame

I made good on my promise to this dog last week and got her out for an hour-long walk five out of seven days:

This week is going to prove a little more difficult as I’m doing a tiny bit of traveling and have meetings scheduled every hour I’m home, so we’ll play as much fetch in the backyard as we can when I can fit it in. And not just with any ball, no. The only ball I have found that she will not destroy and then ingest and then have a very hard time digesting is one of these:

Champion Sports Official Lacrosse Balls-Pack of 12

I buy them in packs of 12 because they are a little bouncy. And sometimes I forget that. And sometimes (very often) one will hit the ground and then fly right over the fence into one of the four yards surrounding ours. I always buy them in bright yellow or orange, as well, so that when she loses her mind and forgets that she’s a dog and can’t find the damn thing, at least I can spot it hidden under a bush.

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Such a good girl. Sometimes.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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