Wednesday, October 13, 2004
I live bad jokes...
Three Labrador retrievers one brown, one yellow and one black were sitting in the waiting room at the vet's office when they struck up a conversation. The black lab turned to the brown and said, "So why are you here?" The brown lab replied, "I'm a pisser. I piss on everything the sofa, the drapes, the cat, and the kids. But the final straw was last night when I pissed in the middle of my owner's bed." The black lab said, "So what is the vet going to do?" "Gonna give me Prozac," came the reply from the brown lab. "All the vets are prescribing it. It works for everything." The black lab then turned to the yellow lab and asked, "Why are you here?" The yellow lab said, "I'm a digger. I dig under fences, dig up flowers and trees, I dig just for the hell of it. When I'm inside, I dig up the carpets. But I went over the line last night when I dug a great big hole in my owner's couch." "So what are they going to do to you?" the black lab inquired. "Looks like Prozac for me too," the dejected yellow lab said. The yellow lab then turned to the black lab and asked, "Why are you at the vet's office?" "I'm a humper," the black lab said. "I'll hump anything. I'll hump the cat, a pillow, the table, and fire hydrants, whatever. I want to hump everything I see. Yesterday, my owner had just got out of the shower and was bending down to dry her toes and I just couldn't help myself. I hopped on her back and started humping away." The yellow and brown labs exchanged a sad glance and said, "So, Prozac for you too, huh?" The black lab said, "No, I'm here to get my nails clipped."
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Three Labrador retrievers one brown, one yellow and one black were sitting in the waiting room at the vet's office when they struck up a conversation. The black lab turned to the brown and said, "So why are you here?" The brown lab replied, "I'm a pisser. I piss on everything the sofa, the drapes, the cat, and the kids. But the final straw was last night when I pissed in the middle of my owner's bed." The black lab said, "So what is the vet going to do?" "Gonna give me Prozac," came the reply from the brown lab. "All the vets are prescribing it. It works for everything." The black lab then turned to the yellow lab and asked, "Why are you here?" The yellow lab said, "I'm a digger. I dig under fences, dig up flowers and trees, I dig just for the hell of it. When I'm inside, I dig up the carpets. But I went over the line last night when I dug a great big hole in my owner's couch." "So what are they going to do to you?" the black lab inquired. "Looks like Prozac for me too," the dejected yellow lab said. The yellow lab then turned to the black lab and asked, "Why are you at the vet's office?" "I'm a humper," the black lab said. "I'll hump anything. I'll hump the cat, a pillow, the table, and fire hydrants, whatever. I want to hump everything I see. Yesterday, my owner had just got out of the shower and was bending down to dry her toes and I just couldn't help myself. I hopped on her back and started humping away." The yellow and brown labs exchanged a sad glance and said, "So, Prozac for you too, huh?" The black lab said, "No, I'm here to get my nails clipped."
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Wednesday, October 06, 2004
On Oct. 1st 2004 my Grandfather passed away. It was a very trying day, one that started out hard and just got harder as the day went along. In the morning I went and cut my grandparents lawn, then after that I sat there with my grandfather as my grandmother and aunt planted flowers at my cousins and uncles grave site. Sitting there with my grandfather then was probable one of the hardest things I ever had to do. His breathing was ragged, and he couldnt really aknowledge a persons presence. He was just sleeping... Around 1:30 I left to take care of some things. Tears were welling up in my eyes then, and that is pretty much how my eyes stayed for the rest of the day. I got home around 230 or so and sat around. My mom came home and my parents rushed off to my grandparents house. Around 330 my mom called me and told me to come over to my grnadparents house and that is when the hardest part started... Upon entering the home and seeing hte crowd of people around my grandfatehr I new it was soon. Around 430 in the afternoon my grandfather passed away surronded by those that he loved and those that love him, and always will. On Monday was the wake, and that was a hard time. Everytime I went near my grandfather I couldnt help but start to tear. I wish to thank all of my friends whom stopped by the funeral home... It meant alot to me, and I appreciate it. So monday came and went. My family came by my house inbetween the services and it was something that was needed in a way. It helped us all just relax a little i guess I dont no. The food was good so that made it better. On Tuesday was the funeral... What can we say, a funeral is a funeral. The pastor who spoke did a remarkable job, he said alot of things that in a way made us all upset yet at the same time made complete sence. My Aunt Lori did a suburb job with her speach. It hit my grandfather's personality on the head and rmeinded us all how much we will miss him and everything about him, but it also reminded us that in our hearts we will have all of his little sayings to rememember. It also reminded us how much he loved us all (especially his grandchildren) and how proud he is of us all.
I, along with all of his male grandchilder, along with some of my cousins boyfriends had the honor of being hte pall beareres (SP? I am sure I butchered that word). For me, that is what it was... An honor. The ceromy at the cemetary put the forclosure into everything. For me personally that was the hardest part. While it was going on I had Veronica's hand in one of mine and Lisa's in the other while sheila was just holding onto my waist comforting me... It was hard for me, trying to comfort two of my cousins while at the same time needing that same comforting. I also have to admit that I did cry... I cried alot. I dont think anyone realized how close I feel to my grandfather, how much he means to me, and how attached to him I was. All of the pent up emotion just came tumbling out at once. First I held Lisa and we cried onto each other shoulders, then she went off to someone else and Sheila then became the shoudler for me to cry on. Cry I did. I guess thats what surprised people the most. I dont no. it seemed to me that everyone was coming up to me asking me if I was alright. My fatehr commented on how it seemed that I took it harder than he thought I would as did some others. I guess no one else just realized how I felt. Okay, I am going to finish this now before I start my crying again... Have a good day everybody.
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I, along with all of his male grandchilder, along with some of my cousins boyfriends had the honor of being hte pall beareres (SP? I am sure I butchered that word). For me, that is what it was... An honor. The ceromy at the cemetary put the forclosure into everything. For me personally that was the hardest part. While it was going on I had Veronica's hand in one of mine and Lisa's in the other while sheila was just holding onto my waist comforting me... It was hard for me, trying to comfort two of my cousins while at the same time needing that same comforting. I also have to admit that I did cry... I cried alot. I dont think anyone realized how close I feel to my grandfather, how much he means to me, and how attached to him I was. All of the pent up emotion just came tumbling out at once. First I held Lisa and we cried onto each other shoulders, then she went off to someone else and Sheila then became the shoudler for me to cry on. Cry I did. I guess thats what surprised people the most. I dont no. it seemed to me that everyone was coming up to me asking me if I was alright. My fatehr commented on how it seemed that I took it harder than he thought I would as did some others. I guess no one else just realized how I felt. Okay, I am going to finish this now before I start my crying again... Have a good day everybody.
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