They're big girls now – full-fledged dogs, er, bitches.
Well, not Bonnie.
Bonnie is the devil.
This used to be a bed of iris.
There were 4 different colors.
They were all beautiful.
They were just getting ready to bloom.
First, Bonnie ate all she could, then came in the house and threw it all up at my … Continue reading.....
'The Devil made me do it.'
Or so Bonnie likes to tell me.
She has certainly had a bit of the devil in her lately.
Since catching the bunny, almost 2 weeks ago, she has been taking her new role as Bunny Slayer very seriously.
What that involves, mostly, is running off as fast as she can … Continue reading.....
The puppies' lives have returned to normal.
First Bonnie was spayed, followed by 10 days of strictly enforced no-rough-play-time.
As they know of no other way to play, that meant no play-time.
They had to be walked separately and let outside to pee seperately.
I played with both of them – but it just wasn't the same.
Bonnie got … Continue reading.....
A wuss; a wimp; a cry-baby.
Bonnie is a baby.
She was a fierce puppy, as you can see.
Now she's a baby.
She was spayed last week.
She did not take it at all well.
When we went to pick her up I heard her start crying the minute I spoke to the assistant. When the assistant went to … Continue reading.....
Taking photos of puppies is not easy.
I have the perfect pose but before my brain can send the signal to my finger it's gone.
Bonnie was hiding from me, under a bench:
Guapa was trying to eat the camera lens:
We've made some progress this week. If I hold a treat an inch from the nose and quickly lower … Continue reading.....
Nothing like a little rain, a little dirt and white (and black / brown) puppies.
They are, like all of their ilk, going back 5 generations, self-cleaning dogs.
Which means they come into the house caked in mud and lay down for a nap.
Sometime later, nap over, they get up, all clean…. leaving behind a pile of dirt.
Sedi, … Continue reading.....
I learned something this week.
Not much, mind you, but something.
When we lost Emma on Monday I was surprised at how incredibly painful it was.
I felt as if someone was actually tearing my heart in half.
I expected to feel sad, of course.
Very, very sad.
But I didn't expect pain.
And, being me, naturally I had to … Continue reading.....
Significant progress was made this week without significant cursing.
He was plumbing.
He hates plumbing.
Apparently he decided he only wanted to do things once this time…..Because it all worked the first time.
With only 4 or 5 extra trips to the DIY store.
So, now we are on to bigger things.
Like building the surround for the bathtub – … Continue reading.....
