Di's little diddies

Well, it looks like it is a go! My mom will hopefully have her surgery this friday. My last two summers have been vacation free waiting on my "mother" to ---- or get off the pot. Mothers, you gotta love them, no matter what. I was bitchin and moanin to Rick about my mom. He said be glad she's the way she is. She could be like my mom. We think she's getting early alzheimers. He's right, my mom can drive me nuts, but she is the only mom I will ever have and I Love her!!!!

Today is my last day of peace and quiet! Wah!!!!!! Sami is still protecting me. She is great, I love her. The boys are sweet too, but Sami just is a doll baby. She is tickled to see me everytime. If I walk across the room to get a drink and come back, she acts like I've been gone forever. She holds her own with the boys too. Bubba don't care if I'm here or not as long as he gets his food and his treats. Zeke stays up in his room waiting for his "Mother". He comes down every now and again to check to see if "she" has returned, wags his tail at me, then goes back up. Oh well, we all should have someone that loyal.

Well I made it through the second night and nothing has come out of the basement and gotten me. What a relief! Sami is still guarding the door just in case. When she goes outside, she peers in the basement windows to make sure I am safe. Good dog!

I finally have a moment to catch up on my blogging! I am officially a dog/house sitter this week. There is no one here to holler for me to get them ANYTHING! The dogs are busy running in and out doing there thing. Every now and then, one of them runs in to "check" on me. Mostly it's Zeke, I think that is because he is the biggest momma's boy. Every now and then all of them takes of running and starts barking like they are going to eat somebody . This is fine except if it happens in the middle of the night around 1:30-ish. I'm not saying I'm a chicken, but........I am use to living in a basement apartment, not a big ole house with doors and windows everywhere and a basement. Can I just say that I hate basements, (ironically, I live in one). I think maybe someone locked me there as a child. Wouldn't you know that when I first got here yesterday, Sami, the little feisty one was sitting at the basement door. She would not leave the door, she was glued to it making me wonder if someone had snuck in while I was gone and was waiting in the basement to come up and get me when I was asleep. And of coarse Bubba just don't care about anything, he's just as laid back as can be. I know that two of you who are reading this and laughing at me cause you know how I am. I officially started my new job this summer as a dog sitter last week. Charlie is also my new best friend, we played ball, pooped, played some more ball, etc......... Can I just say I have four new best friend and "ILOVETHEM".