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4/24/14 Painting to Music

The humans Jamie and Mom continued to toil away today at the painting of the ceiling. 

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They took turns choosing music to listen to while doing the job.  Mom went first and chose some Blink-182 “surf punk” music.  I liked it!  The driving guitars made me feel frisky.  So I ate a clean paintbrush.  Jamie heard me crunching away while Mom rolled the paint across the ceiling.  Foiled again!

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Then it was Jamie’s turn to pick the tunes.  Jamie (DJ McMassacre) likes EDM, or Electronic Dance Music.  Mom likes it just fine, and they painted while jamming to the club beats of Bastille, Skrillex, Fonix, and the like.  I liked this music as well, (they didn’t blast it too loudly), and I did my part to help by chewing up the paper dropcloth, hiding under the ladder, and licking any faces that came into my line of fire.  But, when I stole Jamie’s shoe, Mom threatened to put me in the crate for a cool-off.  She’d had enough of my shenanigans!

So I decided to cool off myself.

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The ceiling is now finished, and the humans are going to move on to painting the walls.  All told, they painted the ceiling that flows from the kitchen, to the eat-in area, to the living room.  It took almost 3 gallons of paint and nine and a half hours.  Dad says the ceiling hadn’t been painted and it was “thirsty”.  Jamie and Mom used a special paint with primer built-in that was low VOC.  It was still a huge job.  I’m so proud of them!  Mom says the walls should be easier, but she’s not holding her breath.

As for me, I can’t wait to hear more music!  Woof!  Love, Maggie

 

 

 

 

6/8/13 I Do Not Have Dog Breath – and other thoughts

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I do not have dog breath.  I know this because I snuck into the laundry room and got out the box of Carpet Fresh that Mom uses on the living room rug, brought it out into the backyard when no one was looking, and sprinkled it all over the grass.  I’m feeling mighty fresh, myself.

Jamie caught me shaking out the box (Mom was in the shower; I’m determined to never let her bathe again) and ran after me with the hose once he took the box away from me.  I hadn’t eaten much, and Mom said it was mostly Baking Soda anyways.  So I got a nice shower out of the deal, too.  My people keep sniffing the air as I walk by.

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Pitbull.  Mom cannot get enough of him, Skrillex or Will.i.am.  Fortunately, I have gotten over my fear of music, because she is playing it constantly!  Suddenly, she starts dancing around, and I like to join in on my hind legs.  I think I make a good partner.  Even though I’m not supposed to jump, Mom laughs and dances with me, but I usually give up first.  Mom tells Dad that if Pitbull, Bruce Willis, or The Rock shows up the house, she’s out the door.  I don’t know who those people are, but I’ve been keeping an eye on the front window, just in case anybody comes over.  I like to give everybody a good welcome.

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Bad things happen to my tummy when I steal Brussels Sprouts out of the garbage.  Bad, bad, things.

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If you’ve left me a comment or feedback, and I haven’t gotten back to you, I’m sorry, I’m still very new to this site and I’m learning.  I don’t mean to be aloof or unfriendly.  Give me some time and I’ll get back to you, just have to figure things out.  And I have to finish my nap and chew up this Rawhide.  Thanks so much for reading and taking the time to comment! 

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I’m adorable!  And I love my blanket!  It’s the best blanket in the world.  Someone please come give me a belly rub – I’m about due for one.  Woof!