The "inhumanity" of it all

As many of you know we are the proud parents of not only 2 great kids but also 2 lovable dogs, Rascals and Scrappy (both appropriately named). Here's a typical "brotherly" occurrence in our house: (first a little background)

Luke is home from school today with asthma trouble (don't worry I've called the doctor and all will be fine-it's the same stuff, different day). I had read online that taking a bath is good for asthma flare ups, so in went Luke. Now, Rascals loves to hang out in the bathroom when someone is in the shower or bath. Whether its the possibility of getting away from the rest of the house, getting to lick up puddle's, or the thought that taking a shower could be fun if he could just work up the courage to jump in-were just not sure but he loves to be in there. So Luke is in the tub and there's Rascals waiting, and waiting, and waiting some more...

(note, Scrappy is just checking on Rascals, he doesn't really care what else is going on) ...Than he decides to check into matters a little more and discovers the coolest looking toy ever (the kids usually shower now so there isn't a whole lot of tub vs. toy action anymore)

At this moment I'm getting the look that says "please, mom? I just want that one?", at this point I'm sure the person behind the curtain has assisted a little because the next noise I here as I'm folding laundry and chasing toddlers is an annoying squeaking that doesn't stop. I went in to tell Luke to stop and found this instead

He had gotten the toy and I'd forgotten that it squeaks (which is why it became a bath toy to begin with-water in the squeaker=no more squeaking, but apparently it had dried out over time)-I'll have to take care of that later, as for now it's in the grips of a very happy doggy.

But this is were Rascals always runs into problems and it's called Scrappy (notice in the middle of that name it spells crap which is what Rascals is thinking)

Now most of us wouldn't let something that weighs only 3 lbs push us around but Rascals has adapted to the theory of give in and no one gets hurt. Although sometimes I think he gives up a toy in exchange for being left alone for a few minutes. Every time Rascals is happy with a toy or a chew bone Scrappy comes around the corner and attacks! and usually comes away with the prize.

I think this picture says it all for Rascals

"Oh, sorry buddy, maybe tomorrow"