Nobody reads blogs on Saturday

Well maybe JimboBillyBob but he just tunes in for pictures of the Q.

The boys look so innocent

Other thoughts.

Whatever happened to the DO Not Call List? We are getting a bunch of telemarketing calls lately.

And I see Dick Cheney was in the area.

                  Turkey hunter reportedly shot in face

Fall turns into Winter

And the best thing about Winter is that it turns to Spring.

Time to put away the lawn mower and tune up the snow blower. The Q helped.

The cat has enough of this dog stuff

Quincy turns 5 today

I'm not really big on  birthdays as I was born on my sister's 5th birthday and she has not forgiven me til this day. But John Quincy Adams wants to celebrate by chewing up stuff and digging holes. Chris Matthews (Tweety) of Hardball ended our argument on what to name him when he mentioned JQA. His predecessors were Hubert Horatio "Humphrey" and Michael Gorbachev "Gorby."

When we brought him home the cat wasn't thrilled at first but Ptolomey has since made his peace.

He figured out how to dig holes and still does. I can't believe I actually have to buy dirt to fill them in.

The Q likes to dig when it rains.

We nursed him when he wasn't well.

And put up with the destructive streaks.

He helps with yard work.

He is our big affectionate,clumsy Golden Retriever.

Call the SPCA

Cal the SPCA. The Society to Prevent Clean Animals that is. Actually Quincy is the easiest dog to give  a bath.  The last 2 acted like they were going to be murdered.

It won't snow this winter

No, not because of Global Warming but because I got a new snow blower. Mrs. G bought me a new machine for XMAS and Santa delivered it early. My friends tell me that by buying it I have inoculated us  against blizzards this year and  I hope they are right. Last year there was very little snow and maybe we will lucky 2 years in a row. If not, I'm prepared.

My pal Zen and the salesman  tell me that this beast will actually throw slush. I hope they are right since I live on a corner and get plowed in all the time. It's an old  joke but I swear the plows lurk around the corner until I'm finished clearing the snow then push it back onto my sidewalk.

My trusty assistant blessed it by lifting his leg. I look forward to throwing the snow 40 feet to bury him while he is barking at me.

Idiot Watch

Rick Santorum said this would happen if they gays could marry.

"In every society, the definition of marriage has not ever to my knowledge included homosexuality. That's not to pick on homosexuality. It's not, you know, man on child, man on dog, or whatever the case may be."

 

Couple allegedly had sex with dog

 

According to the Luzerne County probation department, on June 6, Moore called the probation office and admitted that she and Antonelli were having sex with their Golden Retriever.
“(Antonelli) and his wife put themselves in danger by having sex with a dog who was not vaccinated,” a violation report says.

From the TL comments: Whose vaccinations? the Antonelli's or the dog's. I'm more worried about the dog coming down with something vile

 

I showed this story in the paper to Quincy. He didn't like it.

 

 

YouTube Weekend

One of my favorite bands has a new song out.

Just to remind you about Mitt Romney's animal abuse.  

Romney strapped a dog carrier — with the family dog Seamus, an Irish Setter, in it — to the roof of the family station wagon for a twelve hour drive from Boston to Ontario, which the family apparently completed, despite Seamus's rather visceral protest.

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He put the dog on the roof of the car! What kind of an asshole does something like that? The dog was literally scared shitless.

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This story immediately reminds you of the scene in Vacation when Chevy Chase drives away with the dog tied to the bumper and when I first read it I didn't believe it. I found it hard to believe that anyone would treat their dog like that and his family would let him get away with it.

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Que up my Republican friends who will point out that Obama ate dog meat when he was a little boy.There is a difference between a child eating what is put in front of him and an adult man hosing a dog that had to ride on the roof.

Paul Ryan has said that his favorite band is Rage Against the Machine.

Rage teared him a new asshole in Rolling Stone.

Tom Morello: 'Paul Ryan Is the Embodiment of the Machine Our Music Rages Against'

I ride inside

Dogs Against Romney

The dog is trying to kill me

He looks harmless. Just like our last guys Quincy is a big, affectionate and clumsy Golden. The problem is the clumsy. I won't give you all the gory details but I got tied up with him and now have a broken foot. According to CNN this sort of thing  is a common occurrence.

Note to the Rain Man, no beer was spilled in this encounter.

Christmas Pet Blogging

Quincy is helping to decorate the Christmas tree.

And Ptolemy is waiting to tear it down.

I got some dirt today

I used it to fill the holes that Quincy dug in the yard. He objected to that and dug it up again.

The dog had a good vacation

Our big worry going on vacation this year was how will our toddler act on the way and after we got there. Mrs. G's mother counseled against taking him because she thinks he is too bold and not ready to travel yet. I think the real reason is that she didn't want to be separated from her dog for a whole week.

I'm very happy to report that Quincy was a very good dog. He was great in the car there and back despite the delays that turned a 4 hour drive into a 6 hour frustrating journey. After we got to the beach the fun began with a walk at Lake Gerar then a parade down Rehoboth Avenue with people making a fuss over him. We repeated that everyday. Not that he was that interested in people after going to the park.

Also, me and Mrs. G made new friends and had a great time despite getting rained on all the time.




More photos at this link

Off to the beach

Off to Rehoboth for a week. This will be Quincy's first road trip and he is all excited. He still hasn't paid me his share of the house rent yet, deadbeat.

If anything newsworthy happens let me know in the comments. While we are at the beach the only TV we watch is the weather channel and baseball. No news, no internet and no newspapers.

No Frack cat

All this news of contaminated drinking water and explosions related to the gas drilling has Ptolemy worried about his water supply. Being an environmentally conscience feline he decided to protest this activity by staging a sleep in on the window sill. He ruled out a hunger strike.

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On the other hand Quincy has sold out to the drillers and has been hired as a sub-contractor to excavate the holding ponds.

Pet blogging

Tonight Quincy is producing more natural gas than the Marcellus Shale.

Hollenback Dog Park open

Here's to you, Fido: Wilkes-Barre's newest park goes to the dogs, literally

A year and half later my friend Valerie got her dream of a dog park located at Hollenback Park and it was done without a penny of tax money.

Way to go Val! Quincy will be down to see your crew.

Tidbits

I've always posted about things that are not political but I thought were interesting or just personal on Gort42. Now I find that I put that sort of thing on my Facebook page . I have it set up that whatever I put on the blog will automatically post on Facebook so should I continue to bore you about my everyday pet peeves and pictures of my pets?

Another Monkey predicted a few months ago that Facebook and Twitter will kill blogging. Ed Mitchell sent me this link a few weeks ago arguing the same point.

I think blogs will be around for awhile and even grow in the political sphere of influence but they may decline as a version of an online diary because other than your friends very few people are interested in what you had for breakfast.

So I will share some of my pet peeves .

Cell phones. I don't have one and I don't understand why people are glued to the things especially when they are driving a car. What the hell can be that important? You are slaves to those machines.

TV audio. Whenever the show you are watching goes to commercial the ad is a lot louder than the program.

Flashing lights. The radio towers on Penobscot Mountain now have a strobe light that I think is dangerous to people with epilepsy and blinding to many others.

Talking elevators. I can look at the buttons and figure out what floor I am on and don't need to be told to watch my step.

Change. I was in the F&B business for a long time and I always taught my people was not to put the customer on the spot. A server should never ask "do you need change" after you plopped down your cash on the check. The proper response is I will be right back with your change .

Plastic. Whenever you buy some sort of electronic product it comes in a well built plastic package that you need a chain saw to open.

Enough bitching. Pictures of the Pets are in order.

Quincy keeps an eye on Ptolemy who keeps an eye on Quincy.

It's snowing

It seems like a switch was flipped on Saturday and Winter started. As always I blame Al Roker.

Quincy's weekend of destruction

Mrs. G reminds me that it has been 8 months of destruction.

We have so many toys laying around the house you would think that we are running a day care but that's not good enough.

Yesterday he got a hold of the trash can lid (above) and made short work of it. He also got into a laundry basket and now we are are short a pair of Mrs. G's pajamas, 3 pairs of socks, bras, underwear and many other items of clothing. When he gets a hold of something that he knows he shouldn't have he likes to show it to you so it turns into a game of chase.




With all the rain lately the Q likes to dig a hole during a cloudburst. The last time he did it was just after I cleaned the porch so when he got done digging he trashed my nice clean porch.

For the most part the Q has been a good puppy. He knows his commands, is good on a leash and behaves well when supervised. It's just when you are not paying attention that he is a menace.

For example, he just came down to the Gort42 Command Bunker and immediately grabbed an important piece of paper that I was able to get back after a few minutes. After that crises passes I relaxed and he got something else. He just went back upstairs so I locked the door behind him.

After the dirt fell off he hung around with the cat on the mud covered porch.

More Quincy pix on my Facebook page.

Conehead

Quincy has had an allergic reaction to something which is common in Golden Retrievers. Trying to figure out what exactly is making him chew himself is difficult. At first I didn't pay much attention to his licking and chewing his hind quarters because dogs are dirt bags and they all do it but he really did a number on himself. We thought he was having a problem with his anal glands but the Vet checked them out and they are functioning properly. Some of the possibilities are his food or more likely a reaction to fungal spores, pollen, cat dander, weeds and grasses that he either inhales or soaks up through the skin. We are treating him with oral and topical antibiotics and he has to wear this ridiculous looking helmet until the irritation clears up. Plus we have to give him steroids as if a 8 month old puppy isn't hyper enough. After a few more days on the roids I will check to see if he can hit a baseball out of the park.

More puppy pictures on my Facebook page.

Storm blows in from the Northwest

It's unusual for a storm to come from the NW but it has been happening all spring. No thunder and lightning just rain, I feel cheated. I don't know how to explain the weird weather patterns but some of my friends assure me it is not due to global warming because it still snows in the winter.

Quincy enjoyed the rain. More pix of the puppy on my Facebook page