Dance, Dance Revolution

Annie and I dance our butts off this weekend. Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Holy blistered toes Batman, my feet are sore!*

We even met Charlie Robison on Saturday night, after we saw his concert. He even signed my cowboy hat. Thanks again Charlie.

Here's the joke he told us. "You know, the only country in Tim McGraw is Kenney Chesney."

AWESOME!!!

Although Annie didn't really appreciate it, I thought it was hilarious. She said that Charlie is just jealous. Nah.

I received a nice present from my dog Earl** today. Here's the situation:

I was 4 tabling at Full Contact (and doing horribly, I might add) when the receptionist said, "Um, Doc? One of your dogs had diarrhea in his kennel." I have both of my dogs with me today, and they are in their respective kennels, and Earl did a number on his.

I walked to the back of the clinic and saw that not only was 1/2 of the kennel covered in diarrhea, but so was one entire wall of his kennel!!!! Talk about blowout diarrhea.

So after watching him step all over it, I managed to hoist him up into the bath tub to bathe him. After about 20 minutes, I had Earl and his kennel clean again. I should also mention that I'm gonna be staying at my parents house the next 4 nights because I've got work close to them. Mom's gonna be thrilled about this. Anybody know a vet?

I'm about to head to lunch, so ya'll enjoy the rest of the day.

Peace. Keep on keepin' on.

* And no, I don't mean those toes (i.e. cameltoes).

** Earl is an Australian Shepherd. He's a kick ass dog, except for his quarterly bouts of blowout diarrhea. He can paint the walls at about 5 feet or so. It's impressive. Sometimes it's so bad, he sounds like Jeff Daniels in that scene from "Dumb and Dumber" when he has NASTY diarrhea. I'm waaaaaay lucky to have Earl for a dog. Lots of cleanup.