Tea and Toast Video with Dogs

New video from Tea Leaf Green!🌿

Full of fan submission photos, check out some studly dogs at the 1:50 mark.

Their new album is wonderful, start to finish, definitely worth checking it out!

WTF Wednesday: Pouncey in a Sweater

Hallo Wednesday! Hallo WTF!

Hallo giant doll!

Hallo Clown on a swing!

Last but not least, hallo Pouncey in a sweater!

Pouncey was not blessed with the chunk or thick fur that Sugarhoney was blessed with, and does not seem to enjoy the snow as much as she does, but hopefully this will change with his ChillyDog squirrel cowichan sweater!

As with all wtf wednesdays, there are no answers, only questions leading to more questions. 

For more vintage wtf wonders (for sale), click here: vintage wtf

New WTF this week:

• Vintage 80s Most Improved Student T-shirt
• Vintage 70s Great Frame Up All Thumbs T-shirt
• Vintage 70s Old Fords Never Die T-shirt
• Vintage 1982 World's Largest Kazoo Band

Dog Bites Man

due to internet woes, WTF Wednesday is postponed until next week. 

in its stead please enjoy this video of sugarchunks biting kevin in the arm yesterday.

WTF Wednesday: Cowboy Bulldog, Sucking Pillows

Hello Wednesday! Hello WTF!

I haven't had much time for thrifting in the past week, so here are a few WTF videos I've collected from cyberspace: The Renewed Mind Is the Key:  

A bulldog in a cowboy costume rides a wooden horse: 

This is from 2 weeks ago 2 miles away from here - black bear enters kitchen, eats hershey kisses, walks down to bathroom, home owner calmly films - 

Last but not least, here is Pouncey, who at 4 years old, still sucks on pillows if he goes 2 days without a hike. Here he's made a bosom from his dog bed and sucked on it for a half hour. 

 
As with all wtf wednesdays, there are no answers, only questions leading to more questions.

For more vintage wtf wonders (for sale), click here: vintage wtf

New WTF this week:

• 90s Mt Olive Pickles Whose Dill T-shirt

sugarspay

our favorite little dumptruck went under the knife yesterday.

she went through one heat in august, and that was plenty. there are no sugarpuppies in our future.

she did great in her surgery, and was doing okay once we came home, though she was pacing around whimpering until she settled in this spot to watch the game with her dad.



she is expected to make a full recovery, and will have stitches for the next two weeks, during which time she is to be kept dry and calm. all we can do is try on that one!

way to go sugarsnickers!

the difference

between pouncey and sug - summarized in one frame.

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pouncey: BALL BALL BALL BALL BALLLLLLL!!

sug: la, la laaaa...doo, doo, doooo...i'm hopping around! pouncey, you get it... wheee!
 

happy birthday, sugarhoney!

today is the day our little sugarsnickers turns 1. it's also the day nachodoggy would have turned 12.

we were kind of hoping for a mini-nacho, and she has kind of delivered.

she does a couple things that nacho did, that the other dogs do not do.

she runs right down to the river and swims in circles in the exact same spot nacho used to do it. 

(see nacho swim in circles)

the other dogs wait on the bank until we throw something. nacho and sugar really seem to enjoy swimming, and get in for the joy of swimming.

if she is too hot on a hike, she lies down.

(nacho did the same thing)

of course, she is her own dog. she is so round, it's like she's made out of beach balls. i don't know if it's a female dog thing, but to me she is the shape of the olympic rings.

she is in love with pouncey. she follows him everywhere. she is constantly thinking of new and creative ways to vie for his attention. 

she gets herself uphill from him and lets loose.

she is not afraid to jump on the couch for a snuggle.

she is calm and gentle, she wags her tail when she meets new dogs and people, and she will come, sit, and lie down when she feels like it.

mainly she is just a little skunk who fits in riiiiight there.

happy birthday, sugarchunks! today you will celebrate with a meatball! 

deja vu daily puppy!

this is a momentous day for 2 reasons: 1) i survived; and 2) the daily puppy re-ran pouncey as their puppy of the day!

sitting in 9th grade biology class, we were talking about diabetes and the teacher mentioned sufferers may have a shortened lifespan. at this moment i was struck with the feeling i, myself, diabetes-free, would die at 38. i have not obsessed over this, but i have remembered it vaguely from time to time for the past 23 years. i am glad to say my premonition was horseshit! i made it! 

now go over to the daily puppy and give pouncey 11 biscuits...again.

eli is eleven!

happy 11th birthday to eli! aka scoobs, brownie brown brown, and fats brownino.

a more dignified animal you'd be hard-pressed to find.



he will be having sauceless meatballs to celebrate. 



happy birthday you lovable knucklehead!

happy 3rd birthday, pouncey!

yesterday pouncey turned the ripe old age of 3!



21 in dog years. he is slowly but surely turning into a right decent pet - he has calmed down ever so slightly, and is a very patient brother for sugarhoney.

eli had a blast at the party.



the party consisted mainly of pouncey eating salmon. 





happy birthday, pounce-swah, joyeux anniversaire! (upon learning he is the color of a french baguette a few months ago, he instantly developed a french accent and insists on being called pounsoir.)

WTF Wednesday: Sugarstitches, Fake Frat, Dental Assisting

It's Wednesday, let's WTF!

I have survived almost 4 decades without needing stitches. This changed on Monday as I was hit by a sugarfreight train.

While walking down a muddy hill, a 60 lb furry dumptruck sprinted by, knocking both of my feet out from under me, sending me flying, and I landed flat on my back and wrist.

Oooops, did I do that?

The blood spouted plentifully from that smiley face gash. 

We went to urgent care where the physician's assistant's assistant (it had to be his first day, ever) tried to numb it, but did not in fact numb it. He told me they had practiced on hot dogs.

Some women brag about natural childbirth, i am bragging about natural stitches. There was no anesthesia, I felt every stitch! 

Here it is now with 4 stitches, healing up - it's my mousing hand, so I have to be careful. I also keep seeing it in my periphery which is causing me flashes of panic because it looks like a spider on my hand. Other than that, it's fine. 

 
Moving along to a couple of vintage t-shirts I picked up last week.  First, this 60's football jersey with fake fraternity letters. Iy Phelta Thi. (Say it out loud).

Oh John, what a kidder.



Last but not least this wearable tribute to the oft-underappreciated career that is Dental Assisting. 



Scraping gums - just like dancing on rainbows! 

As with all wtf wednesdays, there are no answers, only questions leading to more questions.

For more vintage wtf wonders (for sale), click here: vintage wtf

New WTF this week:

• 80s Lonely at the Top Farm Animal T-shirt
• 80s Hendersonville Apple Clouds T-shirt
• 70s Democrat for Commissioner T-shirt

SNOWDAY!

They called for 5 inches, and we got 5 inches.  The dogs love it!



This is a different kinda snowball.

 
Sunrise on the snowy Swannanoa river.

 
I always dreamed of becoming a white lab.

 
Pouncey will get the ball, no matter what. 

 
Sugarhoney will stalk him on the bank, no matter what. 

 
Something on your nose, E.

 
Snow pounce!

Sugar heart tongue. 

Stay warm, amigos!

addicted to power

once again this year, we gleefully celebrated valentine's day with arby's. 



power went out during a wild windstorm saturday at 830 pm, and it was restored at 5pm on sunday. generally i spent the outage railing against humanity, researching generators, calling duke power for updates every 15 minutes, scampering through neighbors' yards looking for signs of progress, rage-cleaning the stovetop, and going to creekside taphouse for many dranks.

sugarhoney spent the outage sitting like a human.



i hope everybody stays safe, snuggly, and warm during the forecasted ice storm!

pinwheel of labradors

plus, tennis ball

plus, sugarchunks

widespread puppy

if you ever want to be popular, walk a puppy through the lobby of a westin hotel at 1 AM on new years eve.

we went to charlotte for widepsread panic on wednesday and sugarhoney came with us. she was the star of the city.

while walking her past the nascar hall of fame, a cop drove by, leaned her full torso out the window, gave a thumbs up, and yelled "that is the best dog ever!"

kevin carried her on the elevator to avoid her scaring people in their fancy clothes.  a cop in the lobby saw this and said, "uh oh, is that dog too drunk to walk?"

dozens of people passing by stopped, turned around, and squealed "PUPPY!!!" to each other, asking to pet her. she just wagged her tail, cool as a cucumber.

one kind young man flyyyiiiiiing high on new years spirit on the full elevator grabbed her ears (lovingly), got nose to nose with her and yelled "YOU ARE JUST THE CUTEST LITTLE FUCKER!!!!!!"

the show was excellent, the band sounded great, the setlist was thoughtful, uplifting, and everybody was having a good time...



it was an awesome way to ring in the new year. 

best wishes for a healthy and happy 2015 to all! 

WTF Wednesday: Castration, Swans, Opera

It's the last WTF Wednesday of the year - WTF?!

Let's begin with a billboard on Tunnel Road in East Asheville. 

Don't Castrate Your Best Friend! NoCastration.org. I will let you draw your own conclusions on this. I do see some validity. But then again...WTF?! 

Here is a fun golf game complete with 6 hazard trees. The only thing you need is a club! 

Anyone care for a mutant chicken wing? 



She looks way too happy to be giving a flu shot. 

Here's a lovely enormous beige swan sculpture which also holds your pens. 

Two pens. 

A wonderful 4 CD set of Opera for People Who Hate Opera. 

Surround sound, because if there's one thing you want when you're listening to music you hate, it's to be completely surrounded by the music you hate. 

Last but not least is Sugarrascal. She ran through the house with the toilet paper still attached to the wall, chewed a little pile into confetti, and finished with some chewing on Pouncey's food bowl on a dog bed.

As with all wtf wednesdays, there are no answers, only questions leading to more questions.

For more vintage wtf wonders (for sale), click here: vintage wtf

New WTF this week:

• 80s Cat w Rhinestone Eyes Tee
• 80s New Here Raglan Sweatshirt
• 80s Raccoon on Horseback T-Shirt