A Day In Rhonda's Life: Who Says Size Matters?

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Sunday, July 11, 2010

Who Says Size Matters?

Meet Ringo, our 190 pound English Mastiff.

Ringo, meet DumbLittleSquirrel.

I know, Ringo. It's a Provincial Park. You can't touch him. And he knows it.

Better luck next time, my boy.

6 comments:

KK said...: My dog brought home a screaming squirrel once. Ick!; 7:58 PM
debi9kids said...: OMGoodness. He looks so sad in the last picture.
(that is one overly brave squirrel); 8:48 PM
Muthering Heights said...: Wow, that is one BRAVE squirrel!!; 9:27 PM
Controlling My Chaos said...: Now that's my kind of dog. One that outweighs me. Okay, barely.; 10:18 PM
wy-not said...: Please tell my sad little grand-dogger that Grandma will fry him up some nice non-National-Park squirrel right here. Well, if I can find one. And if I can catch it. And if somebody else will prep it. On second thought, maybe don't make him any promises. :) LOVE the pics.; 11:11 PM
~ Noelle said...: lol cute post! he looks so sad at the end.; 12:21 PM

A little about me....

Okay, first off, I am married to Leon and have three "delightful" daughters and an English Mastiff named Ringo.

You will notice that I have put delightful in quotations. That is because I have a mood-swinging, my-friends-are-smarter-than-you 15 year old, a 12 year old tween, who is just beginning to do everything her older sister does that makes us want to jump off a bridge and put ourselves out of our misery, and a 5 year old who is learning from them both. Thankfully the 5 year old, while ornery, loud, spoiled and a thumb-sucker, still loves us and thinks that we are smarter and way cooler than everyone but the 15 year old.

I photograph weddings whenever I possibly can, work for a fabulous group of pharmacists in one of our local hospitals, for a regular, although not so great, paycheck.

I love to read, play Farkle on Facebook, and have developed a passion for soccer.

I totally suck.

But I love to play. It helps me to not gain weight quite as fast as if I weren't playing it at all.

My life, which route I take, and how fast I wake up in the morning all depends on how badly I want a slurpee and a chocolate bar. If I am registering at "Holy Mother of God! I NEED sugar!" on my gauge, then you would be wise to just get the heck out of my way. I've got places to go (the store), people to see (the local cashier specifically), and sugar to ingest ... PRONTO!

Speaking of which.....

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Sunday, July 11, 2010

Who Says Size Matters?

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