We got a bit of an attitude from the red head a few weeks ago. It did not make me a happy camper.
And when momma ain’t happy, nobody’s happy. Timber got put on NILIF.
This dog blew me right out of the water. It took him a day to sit. Another day to shake, then shake with the other paw. Down was a walk in the park. I put his beloved Stella and Chewy treat on his paw and told him to leave it. He is amazing me. He leaves it. He stands. Now I’m trying to get him to gently jump up and give me a hug, we’re not doing so well with that one. All of the other commands he does. He just makes me laugh with joy.
Of course, it upset his tender tummy for a few days when the rules changed and if he doesn’t want to eat, he’s not so motivated.
Now that he’s feeling better, for just a few treats we can whip right the commands.
Ah yes, that’s our boyzoi.
I needed another one like I needed a hole in my head.
But, isn’t it pretty?
Our house is about a quarter mile from the high school. It’s never been a problem. The kids that walk by have always been good and they never taunt the dogs.
Timber loves having the high school so close because on his walks he frequently get extra loves and attention from the students.
However, during the fall and spring, they have noisy outdoor sports. Football in the fall and track in the spring. Crystal and Flo are petrified of the noise.
I suppose it’s the loud speaker and lights during football season.
For track season though, it’s the gun they shoot to start the races. The entire evening they are just miserable, unwilling to go out and in Flo’s case, she won’t even eat her dinner. Since we get a break for winter and summer, we forget how much they dislike the noise. Tonight track season kicked off. The minute I saw them on the field when I drove by I remembered.
Poor babies. They wish that it were basketball indoors all year long.
I always love going up to the kennels to meet the new greyhounds. I always want to adopt another. This guy was really special. I could have taken him home in a heartbeat. He even tried to woo Karen for me. I cam home empty-handed.
This one was pure magic. So sweet, so gentle. I thought for sure she could work her way into the car.
Next time I wanna be the assistant.
Look at these beautiful 15 day old greyhounds. They are so sweet.
I whispered in one of their ears that when they retired, I would have a couch waiting.
It was just past midnight. We’d been up since 4 am. Time for the puppies to take their last pee break of the day.
Karen reached down to scratch Joey’s ears. And. The. Puffy. Ear. Came. Back. Insert a few explicatives here. We can’t believe it. Going in for surgery was so traumatic for him and so worrisome for us.
We called our vet. Nobody really knows what causes the puffy ear. We really don’t want to load him up with prednisone especially when it didn’t work the first time. The new plan is just to ride it out. It’s not hurting him, it’s not doing in harm.
But damn, it would have been so nice just to have it healed completely.
As we enter the oh so coveted weekend, I am happy to report everyone has eaten everything for three straight meals.
Of course, no two dogs eat the same thing. Some like it rare, some like it slightly warmed. Some have to eat a special diet, some want the special diet ’cause they are just special.
Raw, grain-free, fancy expensive canned, kibble from Costco, kibble not from Costco.
Welcome to the Garden Bistro. May I tell you about our specials of the day? We are here to please you.
And nope, not one of them left us a tip. We’re just happy to see an empty bowl.
Have a greyt weekend everyone.
Remember the day when Karen had to make Timber the sweet potato and hamburger meat loaf?
It’s back. Apparently that is the only thing Jillian cares to eat these days. And she eats it with such joy.
Finicky dogs, they can be so demanding.
Just one week, just one. That’s all I am asking. Just one week that every dog ate their meals like we fixed their thing, like if they didn’t eat it, it might be their last.
Every day, we sing hold the pickles, hold the lettuce, special orders don’t upset us.
All I can say is, Jillian, you had better eat your breakfast.