Category Archives: Dog related

Owie footie.

    I’ve heard of so many Bull Terriers dying over the past couple of weeks that it breaks my heart.  It also make me worry more and more about my sweet pups.  Gavin is now ten going on eleven and Patty is somewhere around the seven or eight year mark.

     Right now, Gavin has a very sore paw because he cracked another claw lengthwise…again.  He’s done this for what seems like forever.  He has always the weirdest claws of any BT I ever had or knew.

      Of course, we are spoiling him rotten, and doing our best to make him more comfortable.  As a typical Bullie he’s taking full advantage of the situation.

     You all have a good one!

“I is keeping my sore footie elevated…would you please cover me so I can nap?”

Too tired to post…Enjoy the pics!

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Five minutes or less toys for the dogs

     I don’t know how many times I’ll have to tell The Curmudgeon not to buy cheap ass toys for Gavin and Patty.  He came home with two today.  They lasted all of about five minutes.  The pups had a blast but then we had to trash the new toys. 

     New rules:

     1. Never buy dog toys in the drug store

     2. If the toy is cheap, it will fall apart

     3. Never let Gavin have the toys first. 

     4. Never buy just one toy   There’s nothing left for Patty if you do.  Good thing you bought two toys.

  You all have a good one!

Not a picture day.

     Every time I tried to snap some pictures of the pups yesterday they managed to dodge out of focus just as the shutter clicked.  This was not a catch your dogs doing something cute sort of day as it turned out. 

     Gavin snoozed on the couch, I reached for my camera, turned it on and *poof* he was standing next to me.  I turned to snap a picture of Patty on the settee and she’d already left it before I could push the button.

     I keep hoping I can catch them doing something cute.  Maybe tomorrow.

     You all have a good one!

Low and slow day

      I kept a low profile yesterday.  After not getting any rest at the hospital I needed some.  Of course, having two dogs who missed me, didn’t help in the getting some rest department.  LOL!  Oh, well gots to love the babies.

     “Mommy is home.  We can go out every five minutes?”  Gavin rings the bells to go out repeatedly.

      “No.”

     “We can have what you have?”  Patty and Gavin try to climb into my lap while I eat a yogurt.

     “No.”

     “We can both sit in your lap?”  They bicker for spot on me rather than next to me on the couch.

     “No.  Get off.”  I take inventory of all my new bruises.

     You all have a good one!

Sneaky Gavin, real sneaky.

Hehehe!  I knew if I looked pitiful long enough someone would join me on the floor.  

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Before and after…

 I do need to find new rugs…the old ones are worn thin.

I’m so happy to finally have new furniture even though we’ll be paying that charge off forever.

You all have a good one!

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It rained…a lot.

     “I want to go out!  I want to go out right now!”  Gavin’s incessant ringing of the sleigh bells had me about up the wall.

     “It’s raining outside.  You really don’t want to go.”

     “WANT OUT!!!”

     “Oh for heaven’s sake…”  I open the door, the rain is coming down in sheets.  He goes out.  “I guess you really did have to pee, huh?”

      He dashes back in after peeing a lake.  “Wet, need to shake all this water on you.” 

      I throw a towel over Gavin before he can soak me and thank the fates that he’s a short-haired dog and not a long-haired one.  We go into the kitchen and Patty steps in front of me.

     “Want out.”

      “Patty, you really want out?”

     “Want out.”

     I open the back door.

     She steps to the top step and stops with her butt in the door.  “It’s raining.  I might melt.”

     “Too late you’re going now.”  I gently boot her down the steps and wait with towel in hand while she does her business.

     She piles in the door, soaked to the skin.  I throw the towel over her and briskly rub her down.  She likes the towel part.

     At least we didn’t have anything struck by lightning again…

      You all have a good one!

Silly dogs!

     In between the kitchen and the back porch we have a half-door that we can use when we want the regular door open.  I had two dogs telling me to hurry up and get their food in their dishes.  Gavin was almost too quick to photograph.  LOL!

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But Momma, I want dat lamb gravy!

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Our silly dogs waiting and hoping for ice cubes

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The noses know and they let us know they know.

     Nothing in this house goes without complete investigation.  Our two private dogvestigators make sure they know exactly where we’ve been, who we’ve been with, and if there were any dogs or other critters present.  Heavens forbid that you’ve been near more than one dog.

     Multiple dog scents mean a thorough sniffing over every inch of the body.  Ice cold noses make sure to hit and linger over any bare spots on the anatomy.  Summer clothes reveal the back of the knees, a favorite spot to place their noses.  I think they do it mainly for the squeals they get.

     Any packages or bags need investigating by the doggie duo.  They sniff each item, we can’t sneak anything past them.

     Do you have your own private investigators?

     You all have a good one!