07.30.06
The shirt.
Check out my new shirt….and my MOTTO!!
13 Days and counting!!
The diary of a Thyme and her pregnancy
…shower her with gifts! I introduced myself to Mr. Jason today and boy was HE nice! He brought me THREE birds. I know I should share but why? Seriously WHY? Mr. Jason was totally understanding to how unruly Bela and Potter can be and he catered to a pregnant girls needs. It’s a shame he couldn’t see Bela and Poo on a ‘good’ day, but they are so few and far between.
Anywho, here’s me at 7 weeks…playboy ain’t got nothin’ on me!!
For a dozen hamburgers today!!!
Mom and I went back to the vet, nope not sick, Poo needed a “checkup”. Rumor has it she’s been peeing in her bed again…bedwetter!! I am up to a svelte 56 pounds and there seems to be a ‘contest’ brewing at the doc’s office. I heard that mom promised them STARBUCKS to who guessed the closest to my upcoming litter. LITTER??? You talkin’ trash about MY puppies…shame on you! That coffee better not burn your lips!
17 days and counting!
Spending the weekend sharing a king-sized bed with the likes of Poo, Hayden, & mom I guess was worth it because people took note that I have some PRETTY puppies!!! Poo and Hayden walked away with PURPLE today and Hayden took the PURPLE yesterday!! Those are MY babies…now get out of my spot on the bed Poo!
I learned tonight how to really throw this weight around. In the kitchen figting to catch that silly moth that has wiggled into our house is me and my two teenage kids, Poo and Hayden. Well, I showed them. Mom STILL has it!! I bulldozed my way right in there, that moth was MINE! I think they are *still* looking….silly kids.
23 days and counting!!
You want more pics…you GOT ‘em. Here’s me and Sir Gunner (ain’t he a cutie) and me and my dummy (no Poo was busy pulling her sister Arwen around by the lead). Enjoy!
Mom took me to the vet today for a “well mommy” exam. I heard her chatting to them on the phone about my weight gain and how much longer we have to go. GO!?!?! Where we going? Doesn’t matter. I looked damn good in that lake this weekend the boys just wouldn’t stay away, I still got it. No, I didn’t get “beached”…hush yer mouth. As for my exam, let’s just say the vet says I’m “healthy”…and so are my Booberries!! Don’t you know the first rule of etiquite is to NEVER ask a girl her weight.
Here’s me: Week 5. Mom is holding me back from that picnic on the lawn….mmmmmmmmm steak!!!
ROAD TRIP!!!!!!! I’m hitting the open road copiloting a trip to see Mrs Lynne & Mr. Gordon and Sir Gunner. Not to mention my daughter, Wee and her buddy Falco. Finally got Poo and Hayden packed last night…sheeeshhh…kids! Potter packed her baby and the jumbo knuckle, which was a good choice but I don’t know what SHE planned on eating. Oh mom, you might want to take along more food……Potter forgot to pack hers
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So I’m thinking to myself (actually not since you are reading this) that I don’t know if I like this whole pregnancy/have puppies idea. My first trip around this block left one puppy that never left….Poo. Now, all of a sudden I wind up in the same predicament and another one comes BACK!! Hayden is here for what mom calls a “visit” and we are going on a road trip soon…GREAT!! Me and Bullwinkle and Rocky….ugh! I want to vacation with Bela at grammas!!! Pool, sun, shade, birds and the things that dreams are made of….SQUIRRELS!!!
I feel I’m lost in that episode of South Park
“Baby let’s make a run for the border, I’ve got a hunger only tacos can stop….”…mmmmmm tacos…..