Wow, what are we on, day sixteen? It took me that long to hit the wall?
Uh, I was going to write up a little photo documentary of Cookie’s trip to the vet to get her anal glands expressed, but I decided against it. It’s like, whose privacy can I violate now that my husband and kid are basically off limits? There has to be a line, even with a dog.
Or maybe I was just thinking of you and what you’re willing to put up with. The expression of anal glands. It’s like traveling to a foreign country. Anal glands have some funny expressions!
The planets deemed it so that I have not one but TWO social engagements last night, during which I was privileged to have glimpsed the human heart in a few of its many — here’s that word again — expressions. Today I realized how I really like people, but I’ve spent so many years thinking that I just don’t know how to mesh with the larger populace. It’s like believing you don’t know how to blink — it should be automatic, but once you start thinking about it you get all fucked up with the doing of it to the point where you can’t leave the house because now you’ve also forgotten how to drive and wear shoes. You become a pile of collapsed applications.
WOOF WOOF GRRRRR *Poip!* WOOF WOOF YIP YIP YIP YIP YIP.
I SO wrote a blog about my dog’s anal glands. No pictures, but it was definitely graphic…
Day 16 was also the day when I switched from Bloglines to Google Reader and discovered that you’d been doing NaBloPoMo too. Bloglines hadn’t told me and I had some catching up to do…
I have had moments like that, but they are short, thank goodness. As soon as you mentioned blinking I became fucking AWARE of blinking and now I can’t stop thinking about blinking. Thank you for that lovely morning distraction. Hopefully, once my coffee hits the veins, my distraction will hit my need to work and make my body scrubs for the masses
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Good morning, Blinky.
New name for the husband thanks to you!
Thinking I’ll save this one for PMS time. “You are such an anal gland!”
I like it.
Don’t worry, I’m out of ideas as well, just had to start making fun of myself.
Glad it doesn’t appear that your home has been burned to the ground as of now. Try not to inhale all the smoke and stuff. It’s bad for your teeth.
my wife sqeezes the beagles ass glands for free! i keep trying, but i can’t find the sweet (word usesage?) near this houndogs rear end – our vet put a surcharge on this service recently for $12 and the local human society got us for $35 to save more animals…..
i recommend doing it yourself if you can, our dog’s ass gets ripe about every 3 or 4 weeks which can add up
how often do you need to squirt it for the beast?
People who express anal glands are not getting paid enough. Just thinking about it makes me baby barf. Just a little. lol
I admit I’m a little disappointed about the absence of pictures, but I respect your choice.
The whole thing where you go and actually have contact with the world, nay even see or become ‘friends’ with people is starting to occur in my life with surprising regularity all of the sudden. I don’t know what prompts these cycles but I’m trying not to get too attached–which is possibly why I saw no friends for quite some time.