Monday, July 11, 2011

Masters of their universe

I'm back in school as of today, going for that accounting master's and CPA.

Summer classes are month-long crash courses on subjects I don't know much about. As you can imagine, when I'm not in class, I'm studying like crazy.

The dogs are doing their level best to help me. Fail, that is.

"Lady! Drop that book and let us out! Posthaste!"
OK, fine, we'll go outside for a little while.

"My piercingly shrill whining will continue until you throw my toy."
Go play by yourself. Please. I have to read two textbook chapters a day.

This is why someday Star will be diagnosed with skin cancer.
Okay, dogs! It's like 100 zillion degrees out here, the textbook pages are damp with sweat, and my notepad has spontaneously burst into flames. Can we please go back inside?

"'Scuse me, I have to smell your ugly shirt... while you're wearing it."
I'm begging you guys, please go play in another room. I need quiet, I have to study.

"HAI! I tore up this toy and now I have to PEE!!
Can we go outside?!? BTW, there's toy all over the carpet."
*sob sob sob*


PoochesForPeace said...

that last picture seems to be so incredibly capturing of the essence of Dozer, ha! :) said...

I feel like your dogs are the long lost brothers and sisters of my dogs... sunbathing, tearing their toys up, etc. :) God love them though.

forsythia said...

Silly, goofy, pig-headed, but adorable!

Kari in WeHo said...

they're just trying to give your life some balance


who wouda thunk it?? said...

Star looks as if she thinks reading will give you some incurable ailment

Daisy Dog said...

Dozer is winking at someone! LOL! I wonder who? Miss you guys !