daily sugarhoney: sugar persistence

and now for the next exciting installment of the 'sugarhoney wants to get on the couch' series:

   
ready to leap, pouncey's nose wrinkles

   
no way jose

   
the end.

WTF Wednesday: Sassy Souse, Neuticles, Safari Teddy

Hello Wednesday, hello WTF!

If you tuned in last week, you may remember reference to livermush, and a livermush festival.

  
Perusing my grocer's freezer, I happened upon an entire section of liver loaves and was intrigued by its neighbor named "Souse." 

Marketed as "Sassy Souse." Upon investigation, it's also known as head cheese. I cannot imagine a more disgusting food label than "head cheese." I can see why they are going with "souse" instead.

 It seems to contain, pork, pork tongues, pork hearts, pork skins, a bunch of carcinogenic preservatives, pickles, and wheat gluten. Fully cooked, ready to eat, a delicious sandwich meat.

WTF?!

 Moving right along to dog balls. Neuticles (slogan: "It's like nothing ever changed.") are prosthetic testicle implants that you can get for your male dog when he is neutered. There are some hazy allegations that they may help the dog's self esteem, but the main purpose seems to be the owners like the way they look, and owners who would not neuter because they want their dog to have balls, will now neuter and implant these fake balls instead.

As if that weren't WTF enough already, they sell neuticle-related items like...earrings. Dog ball implant earrings. 

WTF?!

Ending on a more vintage note, here's a late 80s to early 90s crop top half t-shirt with a Jeep Wrangler-driving, pith helmet-wearing Teddy bear on African safari. 

It's a size XL and in glorious condition.

WTF?!

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

daily sugarhoney: sugar provocation

happy pouncey was hanging out on the couch.

sugarhoney inquired,  "hey pouncey, you wanna play?"

"NO I DO NOT," snapped pouncey.

"are you suuuuuuuuure?"

"how about now? maybe you wanna play now?"

"I'LL SHOW YOU PLAY!"

the end.

daily sugarhoney: sugarbounding

sugarhoney is doing great. she's gone a few days with zero accidents, and has slept through two nights. progress is her middle name!

 

things that are hooked

Check out this amazing 70's vintage authentic $25,000 Pyramid Game Show t-shirt I posted last night to Etsy.

Be a Winner!

Dick Clark is a superhero.

This lady is also a superhero!



Jumping group hugs!

This shirt came to me via Super Allison at Robin Egg Surprise Vintage.

daily sugarhoney: sugarflashbacks

these are from the past few weeks that i didn't get around to posting.

sugarhoney with her almost 4 year old friend. i mean come on!

pouncey is on base.

 (kevin took these last 3.)

"sneeze"

"dazed"

and last but not least, sharing a tongue:

they're all getting along pretty well. eli is still being cordial, sugarhoney respects that. sugarhoney wishes you all a sweet weekend.

daily sugarhoney: sugar swimming

my friend betsy sent me this picture yesterday.

she had to point out it was not a lunch box/carrier, and was in fact a puppy life preserver.

great idea, but...sugarhoney doesn't need no stinking life preserver!

she gets swimming lessons from kevin!

and she takes her swimming very seriously.

very seriously!

WTF Wednesday - Lion Bottle, Livermush, Butt Hiding

Hellllllo WTF Wednesday! Let's celebrate some cray-cray!

How about a glass bottle, maybe an empty bottle of rum. Cover it with some papier-mâché type mess and paint it like a lion?

WTF?!

Thank you, Brigid Keenan for this self-esteem boosting coffee table book from 1977. Perfect for when you'd like to spend an afternoon just wallowing in jealousy.

WTF?!

I thought I was the barkeeper's friend! Not the cleaning scrub. Hmmmph.

Here's a clip from the Mountain Xpress back in June. Livermush. Festival. Dad are you seeing this? It reeks of scrapple.

Last but not least, here's a rear windshield that would be hard to see out of. It's been modified with adhesive letters which spell: "Show your mind, Not your behind."  Excellent!

WTF?!

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

daily sugarhoney: sugarbear

sugarhoney sits like a black bear cub.

she sits down, and pushes back with her arms until she's balanced on the back of her butt.

ruewildlifephotos.com

i've never seen a dog do this. maybe it's a female thing?

there's something very yogi/buddha-like about it. 

daily sugarhoney: sugarlearning

sugarhoney is finally kinda sorta maybe possibly getting the hang of housebreaking.

   
she loves to play with her brothers, especially pouncey. they roughhouse all day and snuggle all night.

 2 more weeks until she gets her last set of vaccines and can leave the house/yard.  until then the risk of parvo is supposedly too great.

 on tuesday, i fed them around noon, and then eli and pouncey came back to my office. after a couple minutes when she hadn't joined them, i went to investigate. she had knocked over their giant tupperware bin of dog kibbles and was inside of it trying to eat her way out. she is a total piggycub.  she likes to chew things, but thankfully, unlike her late great brother holden, she seems to only chew them, and not ingest them.

Behind the T-shirt: I Heard That

This one goes out to the two older gentlemen who work at the Tunnel Road Goodwill, bringing out the racks of "new" items from the back.

They are friendly with all the customers, but especially with the little old ladies shopping there. 

Their two responses to almost everything they hear is, "I heard that!" and/or "You know that's right!" 

I think these are fantastic sayings, both.

So fantastic that I ironed fuzzy flock letters onto a soft, thin, broken in 80's t-shirt.

vintage 80's i heard that t-shirt

here lie nacho and holden

it's been 7 hours and 22 days, since you took your love awaaaaay.  (nothing compares to nachodoggy).

can't believe it's already been 3 weeks since we brought nacho home and kevin dug a big hole under the grandest tree in our yard.

Only one tree in the sun, it is nachodoggy

it's a giant white oak and it dominates the canopy with its perfect shape.

i put holden's ashes inside with him, so they will be together forever.

kevin's sister so sweetly gave us a gift card to a nursery to plant things around them. he surrounded them with hostas and some flowering shade plants.

we found a perfectly nacho-shaped rock by the river and i painted it as a headstone.

i've gone down every day to say hola to them. i wish they were still alive, but i'm happy they are together again and close by and they will fertilize a beautiful tree.



i love you dogs!