Another Hurricane Arliss Victim

Firstly, tonight I’m blogging from the comfort of the backyard:

It’s a cool southern California evening, the Dodgers just won again (WOO HOO!) and quite frankly, there’s not a thing on TV. So while Ann tole-paints to her heart’s content, I type away on the laptop with wireless FiOS connection.

The subject of this post may be a bit of a misnomer. No, there wasn’t a natural disaster somewhere in the world. If you recall some months ago we got a dog named Arliss. So put his puppiness together with his name and you get Hurricane Arliss.

But why? Because as of this post he’s destroyed quite a few of our belongings, including one of my real bitchin’ pairs of Black Flys sunglasses. Then there’s the dried-up clumps of Play-Doh that he devours and subsequently poops out, accentuated lovely shades of [insert most recently digested colors here]. It’s kind of like having my very own Sprinkle Brigade only without the work.

But perhaps one of Hurricane Arliss’ most humorously destructed articles was what The Kid affectionately calls his “Baby Kitty.” This is what they look like when purchased from the Marukai Super 98+ Store:

Aww, isn’t that cute? At a cost of $1.50 we bought The Kid a couple. He loves these little fuzzy creatures to death, which is why it would bring him great terror and possibly cause nightmares if he saw what his puppy dog did to his other Baby Kitty:

GAH! WTF? Seriously though, we kept this for our own amusement. I mean, just look at it! I can’t even begin to explain what it resembles, but it’s certainly not the Baby Kitty we brought home.

*shivers*

Well, it’s getting a bit chilly out here so I think we’re going to pack it up and head inside.

See ya.