Memorial Weekend

We decided to go camping for the long weekend. It was sort of a last minute decision and Hoosier National Forrest is only 40 min away, so we did the lazy mans way of packing. We threw in the full box of camping gear and tossed everything else around it, including the dog. We ended up only staying one night because rain was coming but the 2 days we were there we had perfect weather and alot of fun. Bud seemed to enjoy himself also, although I think he attracted every tick in the forest and we had to spend 10 min prying them off him. I have never had to deal with ticks until we moved here and they are disgusting.

How much gear does it take for a 1 night camping trip?

I love Buds little bull legs. He got very territorial and barked at any dog that went by


Lets see, pregnant lady with the backpack and dog.... whats wrong here?

ARGH!!!!

Have you ever had one of those days where you just want to hide under your covers? I had one of those recently. It started with Chris slamming his 4 fingers in the car door. We are both shocked that he didn't break anything but his fingers are very bruised and swollen. On my way home from work my car decided to up and die. Fortunately it wasn't a busy road so I was able to coast to the side and after several tries I got the car to start again. Chris was working till midnight that day so I had a huge 'to do' list I was wanting to accomplish that evening. As soon as I got home everyone I know decided to take that moment to call me. While on the phone for over an hour my dog decided to grab everything in site so I did my best running after him while carrying on a conversation. Finally, at 7 pm I was able to start my list. I headed outside to work in the yard a bit and brought my dog with me. Looking around the back side of the house I decided the best place to hook the end of Bud's 20 ft leash was the back porch light fixture because it's bolted to the house. Oh boy was I wrong! Bud took off at a full on sprint and riped that light right out off it's place. So now I have a spastic dog and a light fixture hanging from wires..... great!

Fuming, I lock Bud in the house and start a sad attempt to fix the light. Half way through I head to the garage to find a wrench and my Houdini dog some how maneuvered right through my legs and off across the field, at that point I swear I heard him yelling "freeeedom!!!!" I went and found his leash and a toy and started the chase. After only a few minutes Bud got distracted by something on the ground so I took that moment to sprint through the field with my flip flops.... hello pot hole. Fortunately I only tripped a little and kept going. As I got close I heard a squeak by Bud and wondered what he had. I yelled his name and he looked up at me with a baby rabbit in his mouth.... oh boy! I yell, he dropped the rabbit, rabbit makes a dash, Bud pounces on the rabbit and I pounce on Bud. I got the leash on him and with super human strength wrestled him away from the rabbit. I then decide that I need to get the rabbit back to his den so it's mom can take care of him. So as I'm pushing Bud away with my right hand and leg I somehow manage to scoop the rabbit up in my shirt without touching it so my scent doesn't get on it (although looking back I'm sure that did nothing since it was in my shirt and my shirt has my scent on it) If any of my neighbors had looked out their window at this point they would have seen a pregnant lady in her sweats in the middle of the field with a spastic dog trying to tackle her down and her shirt half way up her belly with something in it. I manage to get the rabbit back to it's den only to see that it's no longer moving. I finally got back to the house only to remember that I have exposed wires outside and it's getting ready to rain. Not knowing anything about wires I did the best that I could with rope and called it a night. It was a horrible terrible no good very bad day.