Baby, you look tits today

"Baby you look tits today" - my husbands idea of a compliment this afternoon. I gave him a squeeze, a good tongue kiss, grabbed Tessa and headed out the door. I kicked ASS at the thrift store today. Found a hammock to hang in our back yard, an easel for my studio, a play kitchen for the girls, 4 cook books, and a vintage Pyrex bowl. I get home and as hubby is telling me that Melanie called *ring ring* I pick up, indeed it's Melanie "congratulations, it's a Nomar!" We now have a Nomar.... What is a Nomar you ask? Nomar is a shaggy silky terrier possibly jackrussel mix. He was ejected from Melanie's house for the heinous crime of repeatedly digging under the fence. This in itself is annoying but not unexpected - hey, he IS a dog. HOWEVER, when $1000 worth of other dogs wriggle out through the hole and disappear, that is a different story. As Melanie tried to retrieve all 5 lbs of her min pin, the evil neighbor lady released her giant German Shepard kill hounds. Chopper (the min pin) is but a mere cherry on the sunday to these particularly vicious dogs. Luckily she caught her new pug puppy before she was able to squeeze through the hole too. So now we are a family of 3 dogs. Of course this is only the test drive. If Nomar doesn't assimilate to our packs ways he will be looking for a new home. Around here new dogs must earn their tags. 2 weeks of good behavior and we'll admit that we own you.