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A picture of Gavin at 12 weeks of age…

Sneaky Gavin, real sneaky.

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

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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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Who is the Alpha dog in your house?

     Ten years ago Gavin wanted the position of Alpha Dog but after a year of dealing with Mr. Determined, I knocked him out of that position. Yes, it took a full year.  He was the most dominant pup I’ve ever had to deal with in my life.  We locked horns on a daily basis.  I celebrated when he finally got it.   What a great day that was when he came to the realization I wasn’t going to let him be the boss. 

     The Curmudgeon sometimes thinks he is the Alpha Dog but we all know better. You can almost see the dogs roll their eyes when he tries to act the part.  The ‘get a grip’ expression is priceless.

     Patty hasn’t applied for the position as Alpha, she’s content to be part of the pack.  Though Gavin thinks he ranks higher in the pack than she does, she and I know better.  It’s fun to watch her snatch his bone away, dance around victorious, Gavin sighs, and looks at me as if to say, “Can’t you control her?”

Breaking in a new vet

     Breaking in a new veterinarian isn’t something one does every day.  Our vet of over 20 years suddenly retired due to ill-health, we weren’t warned ahead of time so were a bit in shock when we tried to make an appointment for Patty with him and got the surprising news that he was no longer there.

     The clinic has two new vets that we’ve never met so we had to make a quick choice.  We chose the one our vet had mentored and who has two terriers, a Westie and a Cairn.  Patty’s appointment was with her yesterday. We went with a great deal of concern, it’s been a long time since we’ve had a new vet.

     We shouldn’t have worried.  Patty liked her.  Patty kept giving her kisses.  That’s a huge plus. She checked Patty’s arm pit lump and decided that it was most likely a fatty tumor and we should just monitor it.  If it grows larger in size, we’ll have her remove it.

     Next we get to see what Gavin thinks of having a new vet.  Since he does love women it might be easier on him.   Knowing him, that should be a very interesting appointment.  We did warn her about him and his quirks.

I never get a whole banana…ever.

Daddy said you had nanners over here…Want some.

 

Want some too!

Don’t tell anyone but Patty likes to have her teeth brushed

     After the last vet dental bill on Gavin, and the availability of a new doggie toothpaste at the vet’s office, Gavin and Patty get their teeth brushed every night.  It’s funny to watch them.

     Patty is first.  She ducks her head down as low as possible, making me have to bend and reach, but if you look at the other end, her tail is wagging like crazy.  Once I get her jaw in my hand, lift her lips, and start brushing her tail wags even faster.  However, that’s not how I know she likes it.

     Gavin is next.  He ducks.  I catch.  I brush.  Done.  Except that every single time Patty comes over and tries to get a lick in on his teeth. 

     Hehehe!  She likes the beef flavored doggie toothpaste.

     You all have a good one!

Tree rat wars revisited

     Devil squirrels!  Tree Rats!!!  They’ve chewed through the cords for my tree lights.  Not just one string of lights have they ruined but they have taken out one extension cord and the cord to my Bethlehem star light.  This means war…again.

     When I see them in my yard, I take the dogs out.  They love to bark at the tree rats and chase them away.  If the dogs are down for their naps I go out and chase the danged fuzzy tailed bandits.  I vow to give them no peace in my yard.  Maybe they’ll decide that other yards are more to their liking.

Low and slow, a good thing

     I’ve been flying low and slow for the past few days.  It has helped my back feel better.  Maybe there’s a reason we’re having a week of rain. 

      Unbelievable how everything has greened up around here.  The gardens will need more than a bit of weeding next weekend, which is when they say we’ll have some sun again.  I really need to buy some mulch.

     Gavin and Patty aren’t thrilled about the wet weather.  At least that means they are out and back in fast. 

      You all have a good one!