Monday, July 27, 2009

Breaking and Entering

Yesterday Zac and I decided that we would go on a nice Sunday hike with Nixon. As Zac is walking out the front door he locks the handle, I made sure the back door was locked and then went to walk out the front door. I noticed he had locked the handle already and figured he wouldn't have locked it without taking his keys... so I didn't grab mine. WRONG. Just as I am walking around the side of the garage I see Zac and Nixon walking back from the car. Zac asks me if I have my keys. Nope. So we check all of the windows to see if there was any chance we left one unlocked. I knew there was no way we would have left one of the downstairs windows unlocked, but the windows upstairs are usually unlocked. Indeed they were. All of them, in fact. Too bad they are all 20 feet above the ground. So Zac hoisted me up onto the overhang above our door. I climbed up, took the screen off and slid the window open. I climbed in through the blinds and right onto the desk knocking over our pens and pencils. So I wasn't very quiet and probably wouldn't make a great thief, but I did make it into the house. Moral of this story, never trust anyone else to have keys. Always take your own. :)

Friday, July 10, 2009

My Funny Boy

Nixon is the funniest dog ever. We just got into our new condo and have been renovating, so we haven't exactly had all the time in the world to spend with our dog. SO, I suppose we were lucky that Nixon has always been able to entertain himself. We were sitting on the couch after a long day of work and Nixon was wide awake, I walked outside for a minute and he quickly followed. When we went back inside nixon began playing with something little and black that he had brought in from outside. HE WAS FREAKING OUT! He was going so crazy, that I thought the black thing was a bug, so I grabbed it from his mouth.

Not a bug.

A rock.

A ROCK! Nixon would set the rock on the ground and then pounce on it. When it wouldn't move, he would push it with his paw, and it would go sliding clear across our wood floor. Nixon would chase after it and shake his head, jump all around it, and push it again. Hilarious. Much funnier when you're there in person, but still, hilarious!