Category Archives: Dog related
They have a box full of them
Isn’t he done yet? I want it.
They have a box full of Nylabones of all shapes and sizes suited to them and natural bones too. However, one always wants the one the other one has. If she isn’t outright stealing the bone from his mouth, she’s looking pitiful. He, on the other hand will wait patiently for her to get tired of the bone and then snatch it from where she’s dropped it. They are a hoot.
You all have a good one!
Yay, Terrier group!
I may miss one or two of the groups but NEVER the terrier group. Nice to see a couple of familiar faces in there too.
Hats off to Mary Remer and Margery Goode. Good to see you out there Ladies.
Terriers, the clowns of the dog world. Got to love them!
Congrats to Sky the wire fox terrier on the win.
Me with Joey our second Bull Terrier.
Another Westminster…
I watched the first four groups last night. I don’t get fired up until the second night and the Terrier group though.
You better believe I will be cheering the Bull Terriers on again this year. I’d always wanted to be there if only to show in the breed. Malcolm would’ve loved it, but Gavin, not so much. He hates shows, crowds of people, and noise.
Malcolm, Veteran’s class, judge David Merriam, Devon PA
Malcolm, Veteran’s class…
Gavin, his third show …all he wanted to do was get the hell out of there…one of the few times his ear stayed up.
Nail trimmin…oh no, he’s off!
“Get back here!” I make a grab for the fat, white butt as it leaps from the couch. The white dog rounds the coffee table and dashes past me with a you-can’t-catch-me grin on his face.
“Oh, no you don’t.”
A stifled giggle comes from the direction of The Curmudgeon’s chair.
“You’re not helping. I no sooner picked up the Dremel and he was rocketing off into new realms.”
Gavin dances to just within grasp and bolts out of the room. Again.
The brown dog is hiding in her crate. She thinks she’s next.
“Patty, your nails are fine. You are safe.” I walk to the kitchen.
Gavin jigs past me. He’s enjoying the game.
“Ignoring you, naughty boy.” I go back to the couch and pick up my Kindle. I’ll try again tomorrow.
Been a sad week
I was going to post another experiment in writing, but four friends have lost their bullies, and a couple of others have seriously ill pups. I don’t have it in me to play today. Instead, I am lighting a candle for all of them.
All I want to do is hug my two and hold back time. It scares me that Gavin is now twelve and Patty is nine. The oldest one I’ve had, made it to just shy of fourteen years. I still cry over him today. It always hurts so much to lose one of our fur babies.
Pouring rain and dogs…
Not a good mix, at least around here. The Curmudgeon had a rough time shoving them outside in the morning. Neither one wanted to brave the very wet outdoors. Bull Terriers think they might melt in the rain. It’s easier to get them out in a blizzard.
When I got up, they were down for their naps. Every day without fail they insist on their naps…well, at least Gavin does. He will scream at you until you close his crate door and cover him.
They were slow getting up from their naps too. Could it be because it was still pouring and they knew they’d have to go out again? You betcha!
Get up and go out? Nope.
Whoohoo dogmania!
Patty played fuzzy grey burrito yesterday, until Gavin decided he wanted to play and jumped on her.
Then it became wrestle mania.
You all have a good one!
My dogs are fashionistas
Yes, I do spoil my dogs a bit. Today they got brand new, hand-made collars. I will not tell you how many collars they already have, but they do have more collars than I have purses.
The woman who makes the collars does a wonderful job. They are stronger and last longer than any I have purchased in a store. They cost about the same too. Pictured below are four of their collars all made by Diana. The top two are the latest ones.
http://collarmyworld.storenvy.com/
I never thought I’d see this.
These two will play together but they never snuggled together. It was that whole ‘TOUCHING?!” thing. The arrival of the soft, fluffy, fuzzy throw has changed things around here a bit.
You all have a good one. I’m going to sit back and enjoy this.
We had more snow
It wasn’t much really, just very stick to everything fluffy, one of those great packing snows. Ideal for snowball fights and snowmen.
I let Patty out without the leash (since the pond is frozen I felt safe) She tore around the yard like a gazelle being chased by a cheetah. She’s quite the lovely sight when she cuts loose like that.
Gavin walked out, peed, and walked back in, he wasn’t impressed.
Once inside, he was the bouncy one and she was ready to take a snooze on the couch under her soft and fluffy blanket.
You all have a good one!
If looks could kill…
This was Patty at the vet’s office. Patty was not happy. Patty is real good at giving stink-eye.
I’m happy to say that she is feeling better and actually ate breakfast yesterday. She was eager for her dinner too.
Now all we have to do is wait for her blood test result on Monday to see if we have anything going on we don’t know about.
You all have a good one!
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