Stupid Dog

Posted on July 19, 2008 by Monkling

Does anyone know that Keith Urban song called, “Stupid Boy?” Well let’s just change the lyrics a wee bit.

My tomato plants are well over 6′. This is a first. Usually the only thing that I can ever grow that high are weeds. I did wonder why none of those little green tomatoes ever seemed to ripen. I didn’t think too much of it, though. Just figured they’d all suddenly turn ripe all at the same time.

Tonight Frank was out back grilling us some burgers & hot dogs for dinner. I went into my garden to get some mint, an important ingredient for what I planned on making for us to drink: mojitos. As I walk towards my little garden, there is the big, black, furry beast, among my tomatoes.

Let me tell ya, the old dog is getting a bit deaf but he sure heard me yelling at him. Neighbors probably heard me yelling at him from 3 blocks away. Stupid dog! It’s bad enough I have to battle bugs and stuff but I shouldn’t have to compete with my dog for my own damn tomatoes.

There is now a barricade blocking the spot where he managed to squeeze in. Let me catch him in there again & this dog is going home to Jesus way earlier that he plans on.

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2 Responses to Stupid Dog

  1. katy says:
    July 20, 2008 at 9:57 am

    Make the dog a mojito and let him relax. He was probably just in there watching the tomatoes ripen. I bet he goes back there and begs them to get ripe for you so you will be happy….or something like that.

  2. kim-d says:
    July 20, 2008 at 11:05 am

    I wholeheartedly agree with Katy. I know. There’s a shock. :wink:

    There he is, your loyal and loving puppy, in there praying for ripe tomatoes for you, and you’re threatening to send him to meet his maker early? And then you wonder why Steve and The Pope are **like this**–crosses middle finger over index finger–while The Pope ignores you. Well…

    You can get tomatoes lots of places but there’s only one Nicky. I am turning into a weird animal-lover person. Oh wait! I ALREADY AM a weird animal-lover person. :grin: No matter what, most of them are still better than most of the humans I come in contact with.

    Mmmm…mojitos! Mmmm…burgers and dogs on the grill. To me. Send them. Along with the pasta from the other night. Okay? :???: