Friday, May 4, 2007

Spotties-I'm coming home!

But first I have to take Uncle John to the store so he doesn’t run out of Diet Coke while I’m away. I’ll see you in the morning (after I stop at Jake’s for ribs) and then we’ll all be together again! Dottie, keep Prissy in line till I get there.

Thursday, May 3, 2007

Kids are going to the kennel

One step closer to getting my spotties home!

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

Social Conflict

I just realized keeping the canines in the same room with the Wild Caught Python is probably stressing out the snake. Poor old Alfred doesn't know the difference between a cape hunting dog and a chihuahua. The captive hatched don't seem to care either way. But I will move the dogs into the spare room, along with me and then sleep in the main room with the snakes when I have guests.

It's important that the dogs and I sleep in the same room-at least to me it is and I think it is to them. I don't think the snakes care, but I promised I would not put snakes in the guest room, so I won't.

I may move my super wonderful mattress into the "guest" room, and then buy a good twin for the snake/main bedroom. Then I can get more snakes......ha ha ha.

On the road again...just can't wait to get

I was making weekend plans to pick up the spotties and I heard one of them bark. My eyes teared up instantly. Do you think I might miss my dogs just a little bit?

Greta and Cody have managed to survive the backyard without Dottie’s leadership, but I know it’s been tough on them. They still hesitate when going out-because I can’t go out with them-although that is changing a bit. I’m out of the walker-however the back steps are still tough.

I’m leaving the dynamic duo at home (kennel) so I can spend the weekend with my spotties and then we can all be home together next week at long last. Then we’ll start working out a reasonable travel rotation so that everyone gets road time and the all important get your feet in the mushy goo at the edge of ponds and lake time. I don’t think Prissy has ever seen a pond or a lake; Cody and Greta probably haven’t either. I can’t wait to show them the natural world!

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

Not ready to give up just yet

My dog dreams were clashing with my dream of never moving again. I was just going to buy the duplex where I live, but being a landlord was complicated. Also, my recent passion for snakes makes attached to another house living a little more dicey.

So, we are going to look for a small house with our own, unattached back yard. Then I can set things up so that I have a dog area, a training area. The one thing I'm not giving up on is the neighborhood, I love my neighborhood, it's near my Uncle John and my office. So, if I have to pay a bit more to live here, so be it.

Monday, April 30, 2007

Rain Rain

Hanging out a bit this morning because it looks like this is the last dry day for the week. Might as well let the kiddos enjoy a good stretch.

Sunday, April 29, 2007

Sitting Quietly

Today I hobbled out to the backyard with a bag of treats and we practiced sitting quietly and not begging for attention. It is quite funny to watch a dog sit quietly and yet be so excited they look like they are going to explode into a million pieces.

Safety First

The dogs kept the backyard safe from squirrels while I spent most of the day sleeping. First get the body back in order, then work on the mind. That's how I treat my animals and it works pretty good for me too.

Next week I may be able to get down the back stairs WITH a cup of coffee-then my spring shall surely begin. There are few things in life better than good coffee in the backyard with the dogs.

I could actually make it to the front yard with the dogs, but the duplex has the bedrooms at the front of the house and I try to be respectful of other people's weekends.

Right now, timing isn't critical, but this is Texas and soon coffee in the backyard will be not so fun by about 10 am.

Somehow I over ordered my food this weekend, so the hounds have enjoyed free range chicken and fresh vegetables. Mom will be bringing a pack of the chicken that Dottie insists be sprinkled on her food before she will eat it-OLD DOGS CAN TEACH US NEW TRICKS.