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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Rambi who wrote (39843)	10/17/1999 2:19:00 PM
From: Ish	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

All this laundry talk reminded me I've got some to do and it's in the dryer now. I do mine once a week. 7 tee shirts, 7 undies, 14 socks and a pair of jeans. My wife waits until she has 4 loads piled up. She'll put one load in and leave, never a thought that it needs to be moved to the dryer at some point in time. III go ahead and do the rest and put the folded laundry on her bed. She volunteered us to sit a pair of dogs Friday night. Saturday am she puts them in the house and leaves. "They're ok, I took them for a walk" she says, says she. One looks big enough to saddle and is hyper. He got my breakfast and broke a lamp. The other is a large pit bull who parks herself 10 feet away and starts making noises like I shouldn't be in the house. The phone rings and I have to go into the kitchen to get it because the dog crates are in the way in the dining area. I stepped into a big, fresh smelly pile of dog crap. The call was for my wife. After washing my foot I'm on my hands and knees worshiping the stinking pile with the pit bull still threatening. The one that needs the saddle thought I looked like I needed some sex, with him. That was enough. I'd had it. I got a little upset. To the point where I thought the Chinese have a good point in eating dogs. Somehow that got across to the dogs who went and hid in their crates for the next 1/2 hour. Silently.