Monday, July 18, 2011

The Ross Boots

We have moved our dogs out to the in-laws house. Our two dogs, who were our first babies, are 100+ pound yellow labs named Jake and Riley. Riley is Jake's mommy and he is very, very attached to her. We have had such guilt about our dogs being cooped up in a small-ish yard and are so excited that they are now residing pond-side on 25 acres. They will live there until our house is built, so for at least the next year and a half.

We (and when I say "we," I mean Ryan) installed an electric fence this weekend that encompasses the entire pond, plus some for running room. In order to train the dogs to learn the fence boundaries, I have to go out there three times a day and do a 10-20 minute session with each dog for approximately two weeks. Egads, especially in this heat! But they are worth it and their happiness is certainly worth it! Until they are trained, I am going out four times a day to let them out of their dog run area to swim in the pond, go potty and play a bit of fetch.

So, today I decided I would wear my rainboots because
A)after the dogs take a dip in the pond, they seem to insist on stepping all over me

and

B)my father-in-law sprayed for poison ivy earlier today and I didn't want any of the toxins on my skin.

I purchased rainboots from Zulily a few months back and this was my first time to wear them. They are super cute, wouldn't you agree?

And according to their website, they are lined with with a "whisper-soft fleece lining." Let's do a little Kansas in July math, shall we??
Size 8 snug fitting rubber boots - socks + 104 degrees for 45 minutes = The Ross Boots

What am I talking about???


I could.not.get.the.damn.boots.off! And then the panic set in. I'm a mildly claustrophobic person anyways so the fact that my sweaty feet/calves were stuuuuuuck in these boots was enough to send me into a tizzy. Serious panic that almost resulted in calling 911. Not really, but I did consider it. I finally was able to pull the boots off, causing the "whisper-soft fleece" to turn inside out and flop over the top of the boot. In case you were wondering, that's not supposed to happen. It is eight hours after the fact and the boot liners are still sweat soaked.

The End.