Thursday, July 5, 2007

A poor little neighbor dog

The neighbors down the street have a dog I've dubbed the poodle thing-he looks just like my Aunt Hilda's dog Rusty. He's always running loose and the kids chase him mercilessly. I wish he could come live with me.

Why do people even GET dogs they won't take care of? He's in my prayer now, and I hope you put him in yours.

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Affection

I was watching the morning romp today and I realized how much the dogs enjoy each other. Our relationships with animals are often people focused -"he's so devoted to me, I adore him...." but my dogs enjoy each other's company as well as MY company. Not an earth shattering observation, but one I hadn't really thought of before.

Prissy, on her back with Greta and Dottie chewing on her feet-is the picture of ecstasy. She is definitely a dog that will take a village to raise-more energy than ought to be legal.

Monday, July 2, 2007

The Shrilling of the Shrew

Prissy has the most high pitched bark known to man. She puts the yap in yappers. And when she is not barking at squirrels, passerby and dauschunds, she is barking at her own pack in an effort to get them to chase her.

If that doesn't work, she will chase her tail-but she does it while lying on her back.

She is the youngest (by only a month) and the silliest and most stubborn of all the dogs. She also has the most beautiful head of almost any chi I have seen. Oh, and yes, I love her with all my heart....

Sunday, July 1, 2007

Between Showers

I tossed some kibble out for the kiddos to search and feed on. I don't really like them sniffing in the grass (some of them have allergies) but they ARE dogs and they love the game. Clouds are building so it looks like they are going to be indoor dogs again today-but Daddy is coming down to put together the patio furniture so they will have plenty to do assisting him a little later on today.

Most of the dogs on this street are indoor-outdoor only to pee dogs. A very big change from Oklahoma 20 years ago, and I'm glad. I will section off the house, or crate if I don't want to be bothered, but I'm happiest when the kiddos are in the house with me or playing outside the window where I can watch them.

I can't even leave them in the backyard if I walk down to Mom's, one house down. I wouldn't leave a diamond ring out in the backyard, and the pois are more priceless than jewels.....my treasures.

I left a lot of good "stuff" in Dallas, downsizing houses is tough/fun. But every animal, even the wayward Andy Warhol, made it here. I have critter friends all over the country-always willing to pile up on the couch or give me a snuggle. And I cherish them all. But "home" is where the pack is.