WTF

I love reading other blogs and decided wtf maybe I can do it too. After all did pass English composition at the Community College level. Grammar has never been my strong point, but I am far too impatient to go back and check for errors. Although, in my possesion is the HOLY GRAIL of grammar primers. Its called Grammar for Dummies, and as you can tell it is in pristine shape, having never been used.





Anyhoo, since this is my first post I will tell you all the dirty little secrets of my life. I am 34 years old( 238 in dog years). I live in a small town in central New York that is brimming with white trash. I also happen to be white trash for the following reasons


1. I have more than 2 vehicles in my yard that do not work.


2. My house has no siding


3. My lawn has been mown 2x this summer as of this post (more on that later)


4. My hubby and I have a feud with a neighbor that rivals the Hatfields & McCoys


5. I have 9 dogs, not cute little lap dogs either, I have 9 HOUND DOGS





These are just some of the reasons I have transformed from a nice Catholic school girl into the white trash princess I have become.

Well anyway, back to more about ME. I decided to go back to school last year to pursure my lifelong dream of being gainfully employed.

I am enrolled at the local 13th grade, I mean community college in their program to become a Registered Nurse.

Scary huh



As I have stated earlier I have 9 dogs. I have 1 beagle, 1 beagle mix, 2 adult Basset Bleu de Gascogne, 4 Basset Bleu de Gascogne puppies, and 1 BBdG/Beagle mix( there was an incident)

They all live with us in the house, most sleep in our bed. They also have access to our yard via a doggie door in the side of our house. The doggie door opens into a 10ft x 20 ft kennel, which we can open or close at our discretion. Our yard is fenced with and electric cow fence, not one of those underground fences. The under ground fence works great if you have pets that dont really want to leave your yard. Our dogs are scenthounds, they put their nose to the ground and take off running. We tried the underground fence. The lovely gentleman installed it and trained our beagle to be suitably deferent to the beeping collar. We thought we had it made. Then when the lovely gentleman left us with a properly trained beagle, we were delighted. This joy lasted about 3 days. Clarence( the beagle mix) spotted a vicious, man eating rabbit. Clarence ran through the underground fence, collar beeping, and gave my husband and I the finger as he chased said rabbit around the neighborhood for about 6 hours. Apparently the mild shock he got from the fence just added to his super canine strength. The underground fence people cheerfully refunded our money.

I digress. Right now we keep the kennel door closed because of the puppies. Until they are trained on the new fence we need to keep them contained. Every morning I go out to the kennel to clean the copious amount of dog doodie that appear, put down fresh hay, and just do a general cleaning of the kennel. Every day I am greeted by a new surprise.

Today in the kennel I found:
1. 2 pairs of underpants, mine not my husbands. Apparently his are not delicious
2. a pencil sharpener
3. my cell phone