For the life of me I don’t understand why anyone would pass up on a scratch and dent critter. Seems it’s only a matter of time before a beast missing or needing to be missing a body part or 3 will turn up on Run A Muck Ranch’s door step. If and when that happens, you can be rest assured a fun life will be guaranteed!
Never underestimate the value of scratch and dent critters!
T’is true, t’is true, we hit on a Lucky Life Scratcher ticket!
To celebrate we went wild and crazy, going out to dinner and then buying new bed sheets and a comforter. Since we were rolling in the black with our winnings, we also went way out and got Crabby regulation bean bags for his cornhole.
We partied so hard, we were out, on a Saturday night, 2 whole hours!
But alas, we returned to The Ranch, and the reality in which we live:
It may come as a shock, but living with 14 dogs, on a property with horses, it takes a little work to maintain the status of Olfactorily Pleasing.
Back when I had a life, I made lotions and potions, soaps and salves… you get the picture. It was during that time I learned about Soap Goods, more particularly, its line of fragrant oils.
As a normal life as I knew it drifted away, I began using the very same oils previously procured for toiletries, on the dog beds, to counteract the fragrance of Eau de Wet Dog Who Hath Rolled in a Horse Stall.
First the beds were washed with laundry detergent and either bleach or apple cider vinegar. Then I would sprinkle a few drops of fragrant oil on the wet laundry before putting it in the dryer.
Turns out, not only did the oils remove? cover up? or whatever, of any smells left over after a wash, but the dog beds themselves became room fresheners, making the entire house smell great. Even the back yard smelled wonderful if you were standing near the dryer vent, farther away if the breeze was right.
It didn’t take long before I did the same treatment to bedclothes, bath towels, even clothing, to get the same result. Though Crabby has a tendency to complain when his underwear smells of fresh Jasmine, even he has to admit we don’t have the multi-dog home stink that others do.
Soap Goods carries 119 different fragrant oils. Of those, I use Lilac, Gardenia, Vanilla Bean (Crabby’s favorite for his underwear), Strawberry, English Rose and Jasmine Dreams. With this year’s order, I lived dangerously and tried Chocolate, which will now be on the permanent order list.
Notice I said this year’s order. I only order once a year. 1 – 3.4oz bottle of each from the list in the previous paragraph is enough to last Run A Muck Ranch an entire year. More than a year now since I added a flavor.
To give you an idea of laundry volume: I did 11 (eleven) loads) last weekend. Only 2 of them were clothes. That didn’t include the loads done during the week. Yes, Run A Muck Ranch fans, we have a lot of laundry. I will admit, I don’t use the oils on all clothing loads, but still, a little dab will do you, making the bottles last a long time. That the bottles come with a convenient shaker top to prevents spills and waste is a bonus. With all the laundry, there’s still enough left over for what few toiletries I still make, as well as a few emergency rinses on Slugger when he’s having a truly potent day.
If you want to get rid of dog smell, while giving your home the fragrance of, well, just about anything, go to http://www.soapgoods.com/ and pick your scent! I promise, you won’t be disappointed.
You might find this hard to believe, but spending hours every week cooking for the kids is not as fun as it sounds. Not to mention what the house smells like during, and for an extended time after, each cook.
I decided to attempt a marathon cook. My mission: To prepare an entire month’s worth of food as quickly as possible. By quickly, we’re talking about the 4 Day plan, every day, after work.
I guess I got a little tired on Day 3 because it all went to Hell in a hand basket. This is the result:
I’m such a lousy Mom! Morty’s Mortiversary went by and we didn’t even celebrate!
For those who don’t know the story, here it is:
In the wee hours of May 27, 2012, while Crabby remained in his slumber, I was preparing to take Group 1 out for Sunday Family Desert Walk. When I and the group reached the driveway, we found this:
I had never seen this creature before, but that didn’t mean he didn’t live somewhere nearby. Chances are, he would just go home if left alone, so I took Group 1 and we headed to the desert.
Upon returning to The Ranch, the mutt was still there, in the driveway. Expecting Crabby to be awake by that time, I prepared myself to make the case that the dog lying in the driveway was NOT MY FAULT!
Crabby was indeed awake, and I found him standing in front of the living room window, his hands clasped in front of him, staring outside, at nothing in particular.
“I had nothing to do with that!”, I said, referring to the interloping mutt.
“I tried to chase him away”, Crabby replied in a weak voice, “but he won’t leave.”
(This video was taken on Morty’s first night at The Ranch. Poor kid was exhausted.)
We ignored the trespasser as we loaded Group 2 into the Waggin’ Wagon. Well, actually, we set out a bowl of water, then we ignored him. Off to the desert we went.
When we returned, the beast was still in our driveway. Sigh…
More water, a bowl of food, and the Waggin’ Wagon prepared to take the beast to a 24 hour vet to check for a chip.
On the way to the vet, Crabby said, apropos of nothing, “He looks like a Morty.” Eerily, I had that very same thought shortly before. We should have known at that moment the future was already written and just turned around and gone home.
The vet’s office confirmed no chip. If that wasn’t bad enough, the creature showed all the signs of having lived on the desert, fending for himself, for a very long time.
Me, I was thinking PLEASE! Someone be looking for this dog! I peppered the area with “Found” signs. I also posted to every Lost and Found page I could find. For 2 weeks I searched for Morty’s home and held out hope that we would not reach the insane number of 12 dogs. I even tried to find a rescue to take him. Can you blame me? We already had 11 (eleven) dogs! But my efforts were for naught, and my hopes dashed.
Crabby… well, back on the day we had Morty checked for a chip, as we were preparing to leave, he told the tech “May as well take him home and introduce him to his brothers and sisters.” In other words, he surrendered without a fight, the day Morty showed up in the driveway.
And now you know the rest of the story.
We love you Morty, even if you do eat us out of house and home!
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