Thursday, September 25, 2008

Forgetting to check on the okra...

...is a Bad Thing.

We now have a case of Okra Madness.


(Dinner fork and The Boy included in the frame to illustrate scale.)

Okra Madness includes Teh Itching from forearms to fingertips.

LOTS of Teh Itching.

Have already washed hands twice. Need to go to work soon, and not be itching when I do.

Ladies who are coming over tonight: Forget ordering pizza. We are having okra.

19 comments:

the reverend mommy said...

I'm itching just by looking at it...

=o)

(OK, word verification is webvibe... love it!)

Zen Otter said...

I can't wait!! Goody goody goody goody goody nom nom nom nom nom!!!

jnors said...

Well shoot. I bought a box of okrey at the big K store yesterday. I'm gonna slice it, mix it with egg and cornmeal and fry it up for the fam. Well, mostly for me. But for them, too. But they won't eat it. So it's for me!

Plus, who wants to see okra "again," kwIm?

zorra said...

Got cornmeal?

SpookyRach said...

*jealous*

I loooooove okra. Can't even walk close to the plants though. Sympathize with teh torture/itching

Anonymous said...

Once upon a time .... and Noah said unto God, "I don't have one like you to take onto my ark ..." God said to Noah, "Let's treat life in reverse, give you eyes to see with and you will see me upon your ark".

Anonymous said...

TO: GOD
FROM: THE DOG

Dear God: Is it on purpose our names are the same -- only reversed?

Dear God: Why do humans smell the flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?

Dear God: When we get to heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or is it still the same old story?

Dear God: Why are there cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt,the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE named for a Dog? How often do you see a cougar
riding around? We do love a nice ride! Would it be so hard to rename the 'Chrysler Eagle' the 'Chrysler Beagle'?

Dear God: If a Dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad Dog?

Dear God: We Dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent ID's, electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee flight paths. What do humans understand?

Dear God: More meatballs, less spaghetti, please.

Dear God: Are there mailmen in Heaven? If there are, will I have to apologize?

Anonymous said...

Dear God: Let me give you a list of just some of the things I must remember to be a good Dog:

1. I will not eat the cats' food before they eat it or after they throw it up.
2. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell .
3. The Litter Box is not a cookie jar.
4. The sofa is not a 'face towel'.
5. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.
6. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear when he's on the toilet.
7. Sticking my nose into someone's crotch is an unacceptable way of saying 'hello'.
8. I don't need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm under the coffee table.
9. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house - not after.
10. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt...
11. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch.
12. The cat is not a 'squeaky toy' so when I play with him and he makes that noise, it's usually not a good thing.
P.S. Dear God: When I get to Heaven may I have my testicles back?????

Anonymous said...

Let the humans teach you a brand new trick. Learn it perfectly. Then when the humans try to demonstrate it to someone else, stare blankly back at the humans. Pretend you have no idea what they're talking about.

Make strangers feel sorry for you. When out for a walk, alternate between choking and coughing every time a strange human walks by.

Make your humans be patient. When you go outside to go pee, sniff around the entire yard as your humans wait. Act as if the spot you choose to go pee will ultimately decide the fate of the earth.

Show independence. When your human calls you to come back in, always take your time. Walk as slowly as possible back to the door.

Act like a convicted criminal. When the humans come home, put your ears back, tail between your legs, chin down and act as if you have done something really bad. Then watch as the humans frantically search the house for the damage they think you have caused. (Note: This only works when you have done absolutely nothing wrong.)


Draw attention to the human. When out for a walk always pick the busiest, most visible spot to go poop. Take your time and make sure everyone watches. This works particularly well if your humans have forgotten to bring a plastic bag.

Take charge at bath time. After your humans give you a bath, DON'T LET THEM TOWEL DRY YOU! Instead, run to their bed, jump up and dry yourself off on the sheets. This is especially good if it's right before your humans' bedtime.

Make your own rules. Don't always bring back the stick when playing fetch with the humans. Make them go and chase it once in a while.

Hide from your humans. When your humans come home, don't greet them at the door. Instead, hide from them and make them think something terrible has happened to you. Don't reappear until one of your humans is panic-stricken and close to tears. This is a good one - don't overuse it and your humans will be so relieved to find that you're OK that it could get many doggie treats.

Start their day off right. Wake up one hour before the alarm clock is set to go off and make the humans take you out for your morning pee. As soon as you get back inside, fall asleep. Humans can rarely fall back asleep after going outside; this will drive them nuts.

Anonymous said...

The 17 Commandments for Dogs



1. Sticking my nose into someone's crotch is an unacceptable way of saying "hello.”

2. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.

3. I will not eat the cats' food before they eat it or after they throw it up.

4. I will not munch on "leftovers" in the kitty litter box, although they are tasty.

5. The diaper pail is not a cookie jar.

6. The sofa is not a ‘face towel,’ Neither are Mom and Dad's laps.

8. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.

9. My head does not belong in the refrigerator.

10. I will not bite the officer's hand when he reaches in for Mom's driver's license and registration.

11. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear when he's on the toilet

12. I don't need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm under the coffee table.

13. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house - not after.

14. I will not throw up in the car.

15. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt.

16. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch when we have company.

17. The cat is not a 'squeaky toy' so when I play with him and he makes that noise, it's usually not a good thing.

Dear God: Why do humans only have 10 Commandments and dogs have 17?

DogBlogger said...

Hi there, new Anonymous commenter. Might we kindly limit our comments in length and quantity? If a conversation begins in the comment thread, that's fine, but I'm not seeing that here. Much of what you've added has been circulated on the Internet for several years and need not be replicated in blog comment form. I would like to avoid disabling the ability to comment here anonymously. Thank you for your understanding.

Anonymous said...

Stood Beside Your Bed Last Night

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, you found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear.
"Its me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here"
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea.
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore.
I want to take your parcels, I wished I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house as you fumbled for the key,
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me".
You looked so very tired and then you sank into a chair,
I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there.
Its possible for me to be so near you everyday,
to say to you with certainty "I never went away".
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew
That in the stillness of that evening I was very close to you.
The day is over.... I smile and watch you yawning
and say, " Good Night, Sweet Dreams, God Bless,
I'll see you in the morning".
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide
I'll rush to greet you and well stand together side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there's much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out; then come home and be with me.

Anonymous said...

Apologies DogBlogger ... I am an aged person and I guess I misread into the "Dog and God" subject heading. Eyes ain't what they used to be all those years ago & neither for that matter is my mind. If I have offended you in any way, shape or form, please forgive me, just as your God forgives you, for all the errors you too make in your life. Assuming you are human of course and not a sacred puppy dog messing me around ... kidding of course!

Peace be with you DogBlogger and may your God go with you, or should that be Dog?!

All the best to you and all you may do, be it from choice or otherwise. Have a peaceful life on earth and enjoy all that God or Dog has to offer, as you do not know where you will be heading when your earthlife is over.

DogBlogger said...

Thank you, Anonymous! Blessings to you.

Anonymous said...

Dear DogBlogger ... I thank you for your blessings and offer you eternal blessings in return. Almost forgot to tell you, but my own Dog is an okra lover, just as God his master was an okra lover before him and remains so to this day.

In order not to confuse the issue, this is me, the "me" that you christened "New Anonymous commenter". I like your site very much and now make way for the younger generations to partake in what you have to offer.

ElastiGirl said...

got tomatoes to go with??!!

DogBlogger said...

Nope, the tomatoes have tanked, ElastiGirl. Huge plants with nothin' on 'em.

(And I wound up not feeling very well this evening, so it was Pei Wei for us girls and I sent the fresh okra home with Zen Otter.)

Zen Otter said...

Thanks so much again for the bounty of awesome garden goodness!! Hope you feel better soon.

Andrew C. Thompson said...

I'm getting caught up on my blog reading. That okra looks great. I always have a hard time picking it in time, and more than once this summer I've let it get so big it gets woody. hard to eat when it's that tough!