At the paint store, I'm trying to help the store clerk understand why I don't want to spill paint.
"What kind of dog do you have?"
"A Catahoula."
"Oh, a real small dog."
I don't know that I've ever been so offended in my life.
Also, the Catahoula is the Louisiana state dog. How come New Orleanians who aren't from the country know nothing about them? Well, I guess that just proves the point that they are country dogs.
Ziggy is being very helpful with the paint prep by licking the drywall patches smooth. I'm hoping both that the spackle is nontoxic and that she will start climbing the ladder to hit the higher spots.
I already know that we have to keep the paint up out of her range because she has previously eagerly drunk paint. Lapping it up like water. She pooped a lot of Eider White that day.
"What kind of dog do you have?"
"A Catahoula."
"Oh, a real small dog."
I don't know that I've ever been so offended in my life.
Also, the Catahoula is the Louisiana state dog. How come New Orleanians who aren't from the country know nothing about them? Well, I guess that just proves the point that they are country dogs.
Ziggy is being very helpful with the paint prep by licking the drywall patches smooth. I'm hoping both that the spackle is nontoxic and that she will start climbing the ladder to hit the higher spots.
I already know that we have to keep the paint up out of her range because she has previously eagerly drunk paint. Lapping it up like water. She pooped a lot of Eider White that day.
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