Murphy can Finally tell all the other Dogs in the Hood to Stick it!

Ya'll know what a bad-ass Murphy is right? Whenever we go out he has to be on leash because he likes to try to kick all the other dog butts.  He really is a maniac.Well, he can finally settle his 6lb self down because he is officially king of our hood. He is now cruisin around big pimpin style.


Let me explain and tell you why I am so stinking excited.  You may or may not know that I have a "garage sale list."  This is a list of things that I want, but only if I can get a crazy good deal. About 5 years ago we bought a tandem bike (on our list) for $75 at a garage sale. We absolutely love, love, love  our bike.  We love to cruise around the lake or ride to Keystone or down Vail pass. It is the coolest.  I am pretty sure all my neighbors are jealous of us when they see us peddling around.  A word of warning before you rush out and buy one:  our good friends,Tim and Nancy, bought a super high dollar tandem two years ago and absolutely hate it. They call it the "divorce machine."

Back to us. The thing we do not like is leaving our pooches locked up in the house while we are out riding around. We have tossed around the idea of getting one of those baby bike wagons to ride down to the lake with our critters and fishing poles.  Murphy can hike like a champ but he obviously cant keep up with a bike. Cali can, but she is 12 and is slowing down a little bit. We officially put the cart on our garage sale list last year.  I have looked and looked but have never found one that I like for the right price until this weekend. WOO-HOO. I got a high quality baby dog cart for $75. This thing retails for like $500. I am super duper glad that it is a name-brand fancy model. Mr. Handsome Pants (that would be Murph) does not like to slum it in K-mart crap.  Standards people. My chihuahua has em.


Allow me to show you how it all went down.

(Enjoy the photo essay esse).


Yes, I really call him that among many, many other ridiculous names.
Trust me, he loooves it.

I was like "Wow! The coyotes have their own dining area. I wonder if they have table cloths for them? Do you think they need reservations?"  Matt sweetly pointed out that it said "denning" not "dining."  Ooops. Well, we were in motion. Apparently I can't read very fast.


Time for a break.




It really was everything I hoped for. I love it when stuff works out like you imagine it will.


To see other yard sale finds this week, clicky here.