If any of you that are reading this have a spouse that stays home during the week with your children, give them a break. Right now, Chick took the kids somewhere - I'm not really sure where and I don't care. I have the morning to myself. I'm listening to an XM channel that features Widespread Panic instead of the Doodlebops. I don't have to get up every three minutes to wipe a nose or change a diaper. No one is running into walls or throwing cars at the TV. For the past hour or so I've been writing about some baseball stuff and have now turned my attention to this blog.
I think I'll lock the doors.
The brilliant marketing people at Miller High Life have recently started a points program for their loyal customers. It is a lot like Camel Bucks or Marlboro points. I used to have a ton of that stuff. I wonder if my Joe Camel folding chair is still in Athens? Anyway, I am working toward an Official High Life Delivery man shirt - only 7500 points. At 10 points a beer, six beers a night it's going to take about four months for me to get there. They should really offer something for a liver transplant. But the shirt is cool.
Ralph needs a friend. At least that is what I am told on a very regular basis. And his friend will be named Buster. It was going to be Cinderella but that just doesn't fit a frog. Ralph, of course, is an anole. And he is lonely. We have looked for a friend recently and have not had much success. Three different pet stores in our area were out of tree frogs. They did have Pac-Man frogs but those things can grow to the size of a dinner plate at which point you have to feed them mice. No thank you. A simple cricket-eating tree frog to keep Ralph company will be just fine. And I have a feeling that may be what my family is looking for right now.
I think I have discovered one of the worst possible jobs - and I just might be taking advantage of it. There is a company that will come to your yard and pick up dog poop. It is called the Pet Butler. They will come out as many as three times a week to keep your yard clean. Their motto is "#1 in the #2 business!" It's not cheap - about $14 per visit. But it just might be worth it.
Of course I could be outside right now doing some scooping but then what would Chick do when the kids are napping?
Okay, maybe I'm taking this free time a bit too far. But it is nice.
3 comments:
Hi Jim!
There's more out there than Pet Butler. There are hundreds of professional scooping companies nationwide. The vast majority of them are independent, rather than franchises like PB.
We even have our own non-profit trade group and an annual convention! '07 was in Las Vegas, '08 was in Atlanta.
If anyone out there needs a scooper, email me a zip code. I can probably find one for you no matter where you are!
Cheers,
Jeff
Pet Butler is a bunch of noob scoopers.
We have the same thing in our area - "doodie calls". Gotta be a really crappy job, if you ask me.
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