Huh?

Maybe it's the ADD. Maybe it's 'cause I'm over 40.

Evening kidlets. A rather confused Scrubbie here at the QWERTY tonight.

For some reason, over the last few weeks, a number of folk around Scrub's part of the Great White North have been askin' questions about the Lunatic Dog.

She's an absolute darlin'. I mean completely, utterly and totally cute as a button. Neurotic, goofy and looney - but just a wonderful little fuzzball. Lov'er to bits.

She's a mutt. Cross between a Spitz and a Poodle. A Sp'oodle. Or S'poodle. Or Spoodle. Whatever.

She's got one ear up (the Spitz) and one ear down (the Poodle). Hysterical.

She's got this tongue thing. It's the neurotic side of her. Does a lot of licking. If we don't stop her - she licks a hole in the carpet. She's not lickey with faces and such. Blech. But everything else. Even the air. Kinda makes her look lizard-ish.

So - as mentioned - seems there's been some interest in the 'ol bitch lately. "Awwww - she is sooooo cute!" they say.

"She's so well behaved!" they say.

"How old is she?" they ask.

I reply "just turned 3! Still lots of puppy in her though!" (her birthday was in April)

And the ooo'ing and ahhh'ing continues.

BUT...

(there is often a "but", isn't there...)

BUT... Scrub was electronically flipping through some pics today. You know how it is. Hop on the 'ol external hard drive and start going through thousands of pics that you really should be deleting... but just never do.

So - was clicking here and clicking there... and came across this pic.

Cute, eh?

It's The Wife and the Lunatic Dog when she was just a wee thing.

I remember that day. We packed up the fuzzbucket and the Kid and off we toddled to the park. Enjoyed an impromptu picnic. Was a beeeeuteeee of a day.

Glanced down at the date of the photo.

"What's that?" I thinks to myself.

June 2004 it says.

The 'ol Scrubbie brain goes into high gear. Could hear it whirring inside my head. The smell of smoke filled the room. The Wife - got the fire extinguisher out.

"Lets see..." I thinks. "It's Sept 2009 right now." ummmm.... "And this pic was taken in June 2004." ummmmm.... "Holy Frack - the lunatic dog is 5! Not 3!" ummmmmm.....

So - I dont really know what happened there. But, for some reason, the fuzzy bitch has been 3 for a couple 'a years now.

Geezuz - no wonder the Kid gets pissy with me when I tell him it's time to change his diaper.