William and Ginger, dogs extraordinaire, explore the wild and weird world of words with their psychotic owner.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
An ubiquitous plethora
The dogs love ropes. Ropes and balls are all they really play with so I acquire ropes whenever I find a deal. So we have a profusion, a glut, an overabundance, a surfeit of ropes. A PLETHORA of ropes. Now they are UBIQUITOUS. Omnipresent. Pervasive. Sadly, this isn't all of them. They lurk under the couches and beds and you can't take a step without tripping on either a dog or a rope. But they look so darn cute when they're playing with them.Thursday, September 2, 2010
Stud
The word "stud" is not, by any stretch of the imagination, a pretty-sounding word. Stud. Mud. Crud. Blood. No matter how you're using the word, it's still a dud. HOWEVER, if you want your dog to match your accessories, you must stud him. Because studs are really in this season.
(No dog was harmed in the creating of this picture. Yet.)
(No dog was harmed in the creating of this picture. Yet.)
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