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TIREWATCH 2006: Day 94

August 22, 2006

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Jason is away on a business trip until tomorrow night. She's been sitting there, just like that, for HOURS.

Posted at 06:24 PM | Permalink

Comments

What kind of a Tire Owner is Jason? Leaving the tire all alone like that!!

Posted by: Y from the internet | August 22, 2006 at 06:31 PM

Poor Baby..

Posted by: Friend of Mermaid | August 22, 2006 at 06:33 PM

Aw! So cute! Possibly thinking, "Wait! Take me with you! Waaaaaaaaaaiiit! Where are you goooooooooooooooooohhhhing!??"

Posted by: MrsPooley | August 22, 2006 at 06:35 PM

well, at least she isn't chewing shoe straps, eating cat poop, or puking on the scientific laundry pile!!

Posted by: Starbuck | August 22, 2006 at 06:47 PM

That is heartbreakingly cute

Posted by: anne nahm | August 22, 2006 at 06:51 PM

She is the tiniest animal ever. A hamster could eat her. I guess I just needed this perspective shot to be reminded of her weeness. Are you sure she is a real dog and didn't escape from a leprachaun or hobbit colony somewhere?

Posted by: desiree | August 22, 2006 at 06:56 PM

Too cute

Posted by: Kirsten | August 22, 2006 at 07:03 PM

Awwww, poor little girl! (that tire is AWESOME.)

Posted by: Mermaid | August 22, 2006 at 07:23 PM

That is so cute. Does Jason know she misses him so? My dog gets ZERO attention from me. So, when hubby is gone she is pathetic as well. I just can't take care of EVERYONE, you know?

Posted by: Katiea | August 22, 2006 at 07:27 PM

That is so very sad. My pet runs toward the door when I try to leave for work in the morning and it's enough to make me throw down my purse and stay home with her all day. Granted, it doesn't take much for me to feel that way, but STILL, the pets, they do break your heart with their devotion.

Posted by: Kate | August 22, 2006 at 07:30 PM

I feel compelled to help Ceiba before she turns into Grey Friar's Bobby.

This is actually obsessive behavior (like, duh.) and she needs to stop before she takes to washing her paws 5 times an hour.

I feel the need to invoke Cesar Millan here. The man knows what he's taking about. Plus, he's totally hot.

Posted by: Contrary | August 22, 2006 at 07:36 PM

That's such a cute picture! Hopefully Jason will pay lots of attention to her when he gets home!

Posted by: Liz | August 22, 2006 at 07:37 PM

Too cute for sure. Either she really misses him or there's something really interesting about that door.

Posted by: Jessie | August 22, 2006 at 07:51 PM

Awwwwww. She makes me want to scoop her up and cuddle with her all night. I hope you're giving her plenty of treats to ease her loneliness!

Posted by: Jess | August 22, 2006 at 07:56 PM

Oh that makes me sad!!!!! Did you share the pic with Jason?

Posted by: MK | August 22, 2006 at 07:57 PM

Maybe she is guarding the tire. You did say you lived in the city, no?

Posted by: jbeeky | August 22, 2006 at 07:57 PM

Poor neglected puppy! All alone with only a tire for a friend!

... or so she would have us think, anyway.

Posted by: a Random Person | August 22, 2006 at 07:59 PM

Faithless beast. My dog does the same damn thing and frankly it ticks me off, because WHO FEEDS YOUR ASS, DOG? Who consistently lets you inside when you're sorrowfully pressing your snout against the glass door that *I* have to clean? Yet when the MAN leaves, it's "O misery, I must stare at this door until his return, for I am so very very sad". Bah.

Also, your dog sort of frightens me with her crazy smallness. She's like a furry mosquito, dude.

Posted by: Sundry | August 22, 2006 at 08:02 PM

My cat does the same thing. It's like they have a sense for stuff like that, and it's freaky.

Have fun with the old man gone. Order pizza and sleep in! :-)

Posted by: Isabel | August 22, 2006 at 08:13 PM

Is she maybe intimidated by the giant tire next to her?

Posted by: slyeyes | August 22, 2006 at 08:25 PM

That dog has willpower. How can he sit next to that tire and not pee on it? Come on now, give her credit. That is pure restraint.

Posted by: motherbumper | August 22, 2006 at 08:26 PM

That damn tire is not going to guard itself, woman!

Posted by: Annie | August 22, 2006 at 08:33 PM

Y'know, put a receiving blanket in that tire and Ceiba could sleep there.... I'm just sayin'.

Posted by: Melanie | August 22, 2006 at 08:36 PM

The tire, it moved, didn't it? It looks more lean-y in the newest picture.

Posted by: Kristin | August 22, 2006 at 08:42 PM

That's not a too bad of an idea about the receiving blanket!!! LOL

Posted by: Dawn | August 22, 2006 at 08:47 PM

Aww! Everyone needs to leave Ceibas size alone. My baby is the same way. She is half mini-dachshound and half chihuaha. She is only eight pounds and is adorable. She and Ceiba could be long lost sister, or just really good friends. So everyone needs to back off about her size because if she and my Cocoa have anything in common it's that there size is an advantage, not a hinderance. Plus they're the best to cuddle with!

Posted by: Sarah | August 22, 2006 at 08:54 PM

Reasons my dog would never ever EVER sit next to a tire?

Oh, maybe because he fell out the window of my car last week while we were driving home from my parents house. WHILE. WE. WERE. DRIVING.

IN. MOTION.

I am still recovering. He is acting like nothing much happened, but that is probably because the tire knocked him on the head and he had minor soap-operaish amnesia.

Posted by: Emily | August 22, 2006 at 08:59 PM

awww. poor ceiba.

Posted by: Elizabeth | August 22, 2006 at 09:02 PM

OMG, she's so cute! It's like she's holding a little vigil for Jason (or possibly the tire).

Posted by: Carole | August 22, 2006 at 09:05 PM

1. That Ceiba is a funny girl.

2. Here is my comment about your earlier Target experience of spending hundreds of dollars on what you didn't go in for: my sister and I call that "Plug-ins shopping," as in, "I went to Target today and spent $800-eleventy dollars on Plug-ins." Sometimes real Plug-ins are actually on the list when the Shopper enters Target, but most of the time, no; they just sort of happen into the Shopper's basket along with all of the other things the Shopper hasn't gone in for but will leave with. *sigh.* Target.

Posted by: scoutsadie | August 22, 2006 at 09:06 PM

This brings to mind the end of Blair Witch Project.

Or is it just me?

Posted by: Teri M. | August 22, 2006 at 09:06 PM

Maybe Cesar Milan could meet you and Ceiba at Target. He is soooooo HAUTTTTTTT!

Posted by: Pegomh | August 22, 2006 at 09:21 PM

Awww Baby!

Posted by: Simone | August 22, 2006 at 09:32 PM

man, it's a bit embarrassing how ferklempt I get at dogs and babies.

Poor sweetie misses her daddy.

Posted by: Real Girl | August 22, 2006 at 09:33 PM

Ya know I think I actually like Ceiba now. Not that I loathed her before, but she is actually nice and polite now and quite cuddly. I kind of feel badly for her now.

Posted by: Heather B. | August 22, 2006 at 09:36 PM

This brings to mind the end of Blair Witch Project.

Or is it just me?

Those shoes peeking out from the tire remind me of the house falling on the Wicked Witch of the East, so um, no. It's not just you.

Posted by: suitep | August 22, 2006 at 09:37 PM

I don't know who looks more depressed, Ceiba or the tire.

Posted by: xtine | August 22, 2006 at 10:07 PM

Is she expecting a package from UPS?

Posted by: wordgirl | August 22, 2006 at 10:12 PM

Ummm... I don't know much 'bout city dogs, but sometimes when a dog sits by the door it needs to take care of business outside. Just a thought.

Posted by: sk | August 22, 2006 at 10:17 PM

I was thinking it rather looks like she's pointedly ignoring the tire. "Yeah, I know you're there Tire but I will NOT aknowledge your presense in my space!"

Posted by: Edie | August 22, 2006 at 10:20 PM

"She's been sitting there, just like that, for HOURS."

For just a second, I thought you were referring to the TIRE.

Posted by: Susan | August 22, 2006 at 10:33 PM

My dog is currently doing it, too, and damn, is it frustrating, because: who picks up her shit and gets up with her at 6 a.m.?

Oh that's right. NOT MY HUSBAND.

Posted by: jonniker | August 22, 2006 at 10:56 PM

I see someone else beat me to it, but that tire is WASTED just sitting there. You've got a doggie bed right there!!! Once you pop a pillow and blanket in there, you will never have to look at the tire-in-limbo again with dismay or ambivalence - it will be of use! And if you aren't into the doggie bed idea, why could it not be a magazine rack? A little creative positioning of a stretched out coat hanger and you could have yourself a handy umbrella stand. The possibilities for multi-use of the spare tire are endless, really.

Posted by: Velma | August 22, 2006 at 11:06 PM

Get used to it, Sundry. When the kids get old enough, they start doing it too. You do all the work, and Dad gets all the glory... Just sayin'

"She's been sitting there, just like that, for HOURS." - I thought you were talking about ye olde friend, TIRE, too.

Posted by: Sarey | August 22, 2006 at 11:09 PM

I've had boogers bigger than that dog.

Posted by: Dr. Johnny Fever | August 22, 2006 at 11:38 PM

That has got to be the cutest thing ever. Except Noah, of course.

Posted by: Vida | August 22, 2006 at 11:42 PM

But if she moves, he might come home. And then she'll have missed him! And that would be tragic. Sometimes I stare at the empty chocolate bar wrapper...just in case the chocolate decides to come back.

Oh, and I agree with Y. How can Jason just leave the tire there all by its lonesome? Did he explain to the tire he'd be back soon? Does the tire need counselling? Are we all going to be ok?

Posted by: shy me | August 23, 2006 at 12:50 AM

That is adorable!

Posted by: Jem | August 23, 2006 at 12:50 AM

It looks like Ceiba is waiting for you to turn your back so she can use the tire as an exercise wheel. I would check it periodically to see if it has moved.

Posted by: Sara | August 23, 2006 at 12:52 AM

I am still laughing from yesterday's comment about someone putting a BEEFLOG in your Foyer Tire (which should be capitalized and is now officially in fashion thanks to your enlightening us on their many organizing possibilities) You should check the Foyer Tire for a possible BEEFLOG, because if its made of mutton, Ceiba may have been snacking on it while she waits for Jason to return home.

Posted by: Neomi | August 23, 2006 at 01:42 AM

Hmmm.

Now realizes that a BEEFLOG is made of BEEF not mutton and goes to bed.

*still, you should check the Foyer Tire for foodstuffs."

Posted by: Neomi | August 23, 2006 at 01:48 AM

It's a scene from Strongbadia! And oh god please don't let me be the only one here who reads Homestarrunner.

Posted by: tracy | August 23, 2006 at 03:37 AM

I love wee dogs. This is so sweet yet so sad.

Posted by: Maria | August 23, 2006 at 04:31 AM

She's just like my dogs when the father goes away - sickening really. Considering it's usually us gals who WANT the dogs in the first place, but then the men go and spoil it by stealing all their affection. Typical.

No I'm not bitter.

-Aly ;)

Posted by: Aly | August 23, 2006 at 05:14 AM

Can I tell you how sad that looks? Can I tell you how often I stop by because I need a laugh, some inspiration, and to feel like I am NOT some oddball of a mother? Can I tell you that you are all of the above? Betcha didn't know you filled NEEDS like that LOL. OK so I will tell you.

You rock even with the odd accessory in the foyer or maybe WITH the odd accessory in the foyer. And the dog. Either way, we love you Amy!

Posted by: Deb | August 23, 2006 at 06:46 AM

What a cute doggie! The tyre's not so bad, either, so far as tires go. :)

Posted by: Feithline | August 23, 2006 at 08:31 AM

Patrick has been out of town too and our dog, Belle, has just been sitting staring out the front door waiting for him to drive up. Its kind of heartbreaking actually. And by heartbreaking I mean "Damn dog. Why don't you love me like that you fool?"

Posted by: paintingchef | August 23, 2006 at 08:34 AM

I love the tire.

Everyone should have a low profile tire just inside the front door. You never know when you'll need one.

Posted by: Jamie | August 23, 2006 at 08:40 AM

Tracy--Hell yeah, Strongbadia! My thoughts exactly.

Posted by: LCA | August 23, 2006 at 08:48 AM

This picture could only be improved if she was sitting IN the tire! Poor little thing missing Daddy.

Posted by: Tippy | August 23, 2006 at 08:53 AM

Wait - the doggie or the tire? OK, I'll go with the dog, so the picture and the post are all "awwww - poor baby", but the *comments*! I'm LMAO here! Your readers are beyond cool.

Posted by: Linda | August 23, 2006 at 09:08 AM

Please tell me what breed your adorable little dog is!

Posted by: cb | August 23, 2006 at 09:46 AM

She's not pining for Jason while he's gone. She's standing guard at the door to prevent you from leaving, too. She can deal without Jason for a couple days. YOU are the one she NEEEEEEDDDSSSS.

She's such a cutie.

Posted by: Andrea | August 23, 2006 at 09:50 AM

That is so precious!!!!

Posted by: MMM | August 23, 2006 at 09:52 AM

Okay, until I saw this picture, I thought the tire was in the hallway *outside* your door and I felt very bad for your neighbors... *am dumb*

Posted by: Sarah | August 23, 2006 at 10:25 AM

Donde esta Senor Jason?

Is she STILL waiting? Little beacon of hope.

Posted by: HollowSquirrel | August 23, 2006 at 10:29 AM

I don't know who looks more pitiful...the dog or the tire.

PS. I was totally remembered this time. Mmmmm....cookies.

Posted by: Jenny | August 23, 2006 at 10:38 AM

I would love it if my dog would get out from under my feet long enough to stare woefully like that. Lucky.

Posted by: phoeby | August 23, 2006 at 10:51 AM

My little dog does the same thing when I leave. It is so sad.

Posted by: Jolene | August 23, 2006 at 11:03 AM

I want a MinPin. She's so weeny and cute, and she looks so lonely...

Posted by: Teeny | August 23, 2006 at 11:12 AM

the dog is cute and all, but i'm here to tell you that i LOVE that purple door!

Posted by: rosalicious | August 23, 2006 at 11:49 AM

what a cute little boodge.

Posted by: kathy | August 23, 2006 at 12:12 PM

Awwwwwwww!

Ya know, if you wanna get RID of that tire? A quick Craigslist post'll do it.

Posted by: Shiz | August 23, 2006 at 12:28 PM

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