Posts Tagged ‘Gej’

We can always tell when Gej is due to go to the vet, because his eyes begin to glow with an inner demonic light.

Maybe it’s because he knows he will have a chance to torment those same lab-coated individuals who stole his testicles. Or maybe it’s because whatever drugs they give him to suppress his demonic heritage (“Parvo?” Yeah, right. That’s not even a real word) is starting to wear off, allowing his powers to grow.

Either way, he’s off to the vet today. Best to wish everyone well, just in case.

Happy Thursday!

Valerie got one of those new-fangled iPhone 4s thingamabobs. As you can see, it has a much better camera than my tawdry old Droid does.

Alas, no matter how fancy the phone, I don’t seem to get any better looking. Surely, there’s an app for that?.

Oh well, you came here to look at the dog anyway.

Happy Thursday!

I’ve always been the sort of person who does fine on just six hours of sleep. Valerie likes more. As a result, it is a rare thing indeed for her to awaken in the morning and for me to still be deep in slumber. Rarer still is for Gej, who is almost exclusively a sleeps-at-the-foot-of-the-bed kind of dog, to hunker down on my pillow.

And yet… here’s photographic proof, as taken from the camera app on my wife’s cell phone.

I know, I’m as stunned as you are.

Happy Thursday!

Valerie and I went out last night for a celebratory birthday dinner. You’ll know it was her birthday when I mention that we went to Le Bec Fin. It was a pretty nice dinner, and I had an incredible sauteed foie gras that was the last one in the house (yes, I made sure Valerie got a taste).

Before we left though, Gej came down the stairs to see us off, stopping midway. He does this thing where he sits his butt down on one step and his front legs fully extended on the next step down. It’s like millions of years ago something pushed his genetics to ensure he’d evolve to be the right height for the height of the steps.

Kind of puts me in mind of Lamarckian evolution, ya know? Anyway, here’s your weekly photo of my dog. Enjoy!

Happy Thursday!

Last night, Valerie came home with purple hair. We’d discussed it, and since I think she looks great no matter what, and it was something she wanted to do, we made it happen.

We did not discuss it with the dogs though.

Gej seems somewhat troubled.

Happy (Purple) Thursday!

On Wednesday, Valerie and I were heading into town for a night at the theatre, having invested in season tickets at the Walnut Street Theatre, and starting off with Andrew Lloyd Weber’s Aspects of Love.

Before we left though, Gej was on patrol in the yard, walking the fence line, checking for any stray rabbits or deer or the weird looking creature that we’ve spotted of late that looks like some kind of mutant giant rabid fox (or a very sickly chupacabra).

Happy Thursday!

I have no idea what he did all day that left him so exhausted, but early last night Gej sprawled out on the bed in the pose you see below.

He seems fully recovered this morning. I suspect it was all an act for the camera.

Happy Thursday!

Gej has a busy day ahead of him. There are puddles of sunlight to rest in, couches to lay upon, deer to bark at, and of course, Sugar, my wife’s elderly, little five-pound dog to torment.

Best to start the day with a good breakfast!

Happy Thursday!