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Monday, September 24, 2012

I don't like beans

Gimli often accompanies me in the kitchen when I'm cooking, searching for chocolate or crinkling the cheese paper.  He knows if he stays long enough, he'll eventually get something yummy.

The other day I gave him a frozen string bean and this is what he did with it.

That's ok, I don't much like them either.

Friday, September 21, 2012

Corgi hide

Sung to the tune of Rawhide, can hear it here:

Rolling, rolling, rolling
See my belly's swollen
Keep this corgi rolling

Rain and wind and weather
Hell bent for leather
Wishing Candy was by my side

All the things I'm missin'
Cookies, lovin', kissin'
Are waiting at the end of my ride

Move 'em on, head' em up
Head 'em up, move' em on
Move 'em on, head' em up

Monday, September 17, 2012

Stop worrying mama

Ever since Gimli escaped, I've been paranoid about ensuring the gates are closed securely.  Gimli likes going around the perimeter of the yard and sniffing to ensure no monsters have come into his yard.

Naturally, this makes me nervous and I always call him back too quickly for his linking and he gives me this face.

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Gimli's been Frankenweenie-fied!

I ran across this site today, Frankenweenie-fy your pet, for the Frankenweenie movie that's due in theaters October 5th.

On the site, there was a section to upload your pet's picture so it could be turned into a Frankenweenie.

Naturally, I had to upload Gimli's:

Am pretty sure if you saw this thing in the middle of the night, all you'd have to do is give it some food and it would be content to follow you around so you could give it some more.


When we last left off on our German travels, we were headed to the quaint little town of Alsfeld.  This town goes back to around the 8th or 9th century.  It's located on the "Fairy Tale" route that runs from Hanau to Bremen and travels the road where The Brothers Grimm lived and worked.

Yes, the entire town looked like this.

What used to be the market place. In this picture, we are standing in the town square.

This is the town where legend has it, the story of Little Red Riding Hood originated.  They even have a fountain erected in her honor.  In German, she is known as "Rotkappchen", which translates to "Red capped girl".

The town has expanded over the years as you can tell by the expansion beyond the original stone city wall.

Upon arrival we met with our guide, who led us around the town. We met up with The Brothers Grimm, then Little Red Riding Hood and her entourage.

We were treated to a short play of the story and then lunch.  A separate post is coming to cover the play.

We roamed around the town for a bit and looked around St. Walpurgis' Church, (Walpurgiskirche), which dates back to roughly the 11th century.


The organ. If only we could have heard the music.

After our stay, we boarded the bus to head to one of my favorite places in the world, Schloss Waldeck aka Snow White's castle, located above Lake Edersee.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Itchy & Scratchy

Gimli's been itching off and on for about a week now.  There's clumps of hair strewn around our house and I don't mean the weave of corgi hair that we all have on our carpets, I'm talking clumps!

This all started last week when Gimli kept sliding on the floor on account of the hair between his toes.  Mike decided to trim the hair with the clippers and did a good enough job of it until Gimli zigged and Mike zagged and Gimli ended up with a booboo on one of the pads of his feet.

It wasn't too bad, the pad wasn't sliced open or anything, but kinda like razor burn in appearance.  An irritation that kept Gimli licking and licking at his foot until he was walking around with one sopping wet paw.  To combat this, we started giving him his allergy medicine in the hopes it would at least make him drowsy enough that he'd leave his paw alone and give it time to heal.  This worked and his paw is now back to normal.


Gimli's actual allergies have kicked in.  They usually appear around this time of year.  Sort of a final push for the allergens to attack their poor victims before the weather cools and the plants stop producing pollen and other such nasty things.  He's been itching and rubbing his head and nose on the floor and generally being very very nice to me.  Although this part might be due to his drowsiness from the medicine and he's just storing his snarkiness for later.

He is moping around though and playing the sympathy card, all "woe is me" and all that.  Surprisingly he can still hear the cheese wrapper crinkle.

He did mock me when I did my crunches this evening, so he's not totally ko-ed, just with more time to think of ways to make me laugh.