Showing posts with label Bubbles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bubbles. Show all posts

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Bubble Beth

There is something about photographing the dogs with bubbles that busts my funny bone.


Finally,  I was able to adequately photo-document Beth's obsessive nature pertaining to bubbles. 



Bubbles to Beth are like crack to a crack-who(CENSORED)



Beth, the bubble-ho



Is there an inpatient canine facility for the treatment of Bubble addiction?  



I wonder if our insurance would cover it? 



I can identify with her out of control addiction. I have the same problem with Cheetos Twists. 



An heady lure, with the promise of ecstasy that only leaves you empty, longing, craving more... and thirsty.

Bubbles make you thirsty.  Have you ever eaten soap?  I ate plenty of soap when I was a child.  I remember my grandmother holding my head over the sink shoving soap in my mouth, scraping it against my teeth to clean out my obviously dirty mouth.  It didnt work.  I still swear like a truck driver.

Oh wait, my dad was a truck driver.  Perhaps I came by it honestly?  Well, now that I think about it my mother was the one who taught me how to correctly conjugate the word 'f*ck'.

What the f*ck was I talking about?

Oh yeah...f*cking bubbles. 



I crave Cheetos Twists, chocolate covered peanuts, everything bagels, grapes, strawberries, extra sharp cheddar cheese, Chelada's, crisp apples, wasabi chips, peanut butter cookies, baked potatoes, steamed broccoli, broasted chicken, fried asparagus, and the créme de la créme salmon sprinkled with fresh lemon juice.  

Hmmm...I think this reduced calorie diet is getting to me.  

Clearly the bubbles have gotten to Beth.


Beth's perfect day:  Raw chicken & sardine breakfast, bubble play time, nap, more bubbles, dinner: beef tripe, liver, eggs, mackerel & veggies, more bubble time, followed by a big juicy raw meaty bone for dessert. 


I think her heart would burst from happiness...



"Blow more bubbles now, or I will bite your knee caps". 



"Just sayin', my need is that strong...."


Sigh...I love that dog. 

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Bubble Bea

Yesterday I was 7 months old.  Can you believe it?  Seven whole months old!  


I am a serious puppy.  There is nothing wrong with being serious.  But Camera Face has embarked on a campaign to get me to lighten up a bit and play.  One cannot be so serious all the time.  So the other night she put all the dogs in the house and it was play time for me...ALONE!  
I was so happy!  Just me, Camera Face and Dad. 


They had a surprise for me.  



Oh, what is that?



What is that giant funny shaped thing floating down from the sky? 



Interesting...



Not so sure 'bout this...



ATTACK! 



Gonna get this one too! 



No bubble will escape my teeth.  



Sneaky bubbles think they can escape



But they dont know the Beaster.



Come here little bubble, I won't hurt you. 



I like to let them fall a bit and snatch them right before they make their escape in the grass. 



GOTCHA! 



Bubbles, bubbles everywhere! 



Bubble Bea to the rescue! 



 Ohhhh cool, a multi-bubble! 



I lure it into a false sense of security...then make my move.  



If Camera Face had been a little quicker on the draw she would have gotten me killing that massive multi-bubble.  

So you have to settle for another....Death of a bubble



Hurry up Dad, MAKE MORE BUBBLES!  



Bubble Bea at your service.  



Saturday, August 7, 2010

Ranger's Bubble Nightmare

Camera Face: Come Ranger...lets have some fun!

Ranger: Whatcha want to do?  Do I get treats? 

Camera Face: Yes, Ranger you get lots of treats...all you have to do is sit still while we blow these bubbles all around you.  You can catch them if you want!   

Ranger: I dont know about this...are you sure they wont hurt me?

Camera Face:  I promise Ranger, they will not hurt.  They are just silly little bubbles.

Ranger:  Okay, I will try this.  But if they hurt...I may hate you forever. 

Camera Face:  Lets start!  Sit, Ranger, Sit! 


Ranger: I dont know about this....one just popped on my nose.  That tastes yucky!


Ranger:  What?  More?  I don't know about this...


Camera Face:  Ranger will you please grow a pair?  

Ranger: I did, you stole them.  


Camera Face:  Sigh...

Ranger: You are abusing me.  I am going to tell. 


Camera Face:  Really?  Who you going to tell?  

Ranger:  I am going to call the Dog Protective Agency.  DPS will put you in jail for abusing me! 


Camera Face:  Sadly, there is no such thing as DPS.  

Ranger: I have teeth.


Camera Face:  Ranger, stop it.  

Ranger:  It is gonna poke my eye out!  I WILL BE BLINDED! It will be all YOUR FAULT!


Camera Face:  Want another yummy salmon treat?  

Ranger: Give me the whole bag?


Camera Face:  You can have one....maybe three.  

Ranger:  Screw that....Give me the whole bag AND let me sleep on the bed tonight! 


Camera Face:  You cant have the whole bag, you will throw up.  

Ranger:  Okay, half the bag, and I sleep on the bed for a week!  


Camera Face:  Ranger, after you eat these salmon treats you fart too much.  I would die in my sleep.  

Ranger:  You hurt my feelings. 


Camera Face:  Drama Queen

Ranger: I hate you.  


Camera Face:  Sigh.  

Ranger:  I don't like this game.  


Camera Face:  I am sorry

Ranger: There is no apology big enough to heal the giant gaping hole I have in my heart.  


Camera Face:  Ranger, you do not play well with others.  

Ranger:  Later, you evil bubble biatch. 


***CRICKETS***


Bonnie:  Ranger is an idiot.  I love bubbles, and salmon treats and bubbles, and salmon treats and you! 


Camera Face:  I love you too Bonnie.  It is refreshing to have such a happy positive attitude to work with!  

Bonnie:  Can I ask a question?  


Camera Face:  Sure what? 

Bonnie:  Can I sleep on the bed tonight?