Am I supposed to be able to pick up 50+ pounds of puppy by her toy?:p
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Am I supposed to be able to pick up 50+ pounds of puppy by her toy?:p
Ayup! And swing! ;)
Let me know if I should continue to save dead socks to add to the sock rope!
That's mine now.
Why do dogs who no longer fit in laps think they do, but the small one that would fit often want nothing to do with them? My former bosses' Sheltie never looked more panicked than when his mistress tried to convince him to be a lap dog, even though he fit just fine!
Today's Dog of the Day is a greyhound. One of the first times I got to meet greyhounds was when my former co-worker's husband brought their dogs for a visit. They were going for a walk at the forest preserve, and he stopped on the way there so we could meet them in the parking lot on our break. They were adopted through a program for retired racing dogs. She had told us about the adoption process and the dogs' care needs- plenty of water, healthy food, regular doctor visits, and helping them learn their home skills- going in and out of a door, using stairs, playing with toys, getting loved and spoiled. This was on a beautiful autumn day and they were wearing their dog vests because it was quite cool out. I was nervous meeting them, but they were friendly and happy, not at all scary or mean. They reminded me a little of Tigger because they were "bouncy", just being their happy selves. Shortly after that, my co-worker brought some photos and showed us pictures of them on their dog beds, and taking a walk around their block. They were (and are) happy, funny, sweet characters. Thoroughly spoiled :love:!
http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/l...,1261355.story
Story in the Chicago Tribune today about the high proportion of pit bulls in the shelter system.
That story tells me I need to become a digital member to see it, sorry!
All but 4 of the dogs in the Broome County shelter were pitty mixes of some sort. Angel's playmate Frankie was a mop mix of some sort, and there were a couple of elderly beagles and an elderly lab mix.
Okay, someone has VERY short fur.
We like playing outside in the snow, but the snow is COLD. So, off to the pet store to get someone a doggy coat. Do you think she wants anything to do with it? You might think putting it on her was torture.:rolleyes:
Oh, silly Angel! The coat will help!! I promise!
I think 3 people to trim puppy toenails is a bit much there, girl.
It's not torture, ya know!
She was actually trying to give you all a hint. She wanted to go to a doggy salon for a pedicure & have her nails painted special for Christmas. :D
LMAO!
She actually painted her own toenails one fine morning. One of the kids left out a pink highlighter and she chewed it up, her nice white socks, toenails, and chin were pink!
I appreciate the enthusiastic wake up calls.
However, I cannot get up to eat dinner with 50 pounds of puppy sitting on my chest, no matter how energetically she's wagging her tail.
A Corgi and his baby sister ... so much cuteness!
http://newsfeed.time.com/2013/12/30/...icle-trend-now
Okay, ya durned fool....
The kids were filling the woodbox with logs.......
and Angel was emptying it. STICKS!!!!! They're bringing me STICKS!!!!!!!
My 132 pounds heavy Rhodesian Ridgeback and something mix likes to sit in my lap as well. I actually weight a bit less than him. :D
How to handle a rope with five knots in it? Work on cutting the rope so it becomes two ropes, one with two knots (one at each end) and one with three knots (one at each end and a knot in the middle).
How to get LH to stop using his laptop? Simple, look really cute and happy and climb up into his lap so he has to use two hands not only to scritch but to keep us from falling off. Stand on his lap first and whack him in the head with a wagging tail while trying to give his ears a bath, then sit down and enjoy some scritches and keep dad from getting up to go to bed, then lay down in his lap for a couple of seconds before jumping off to go sit on the back of the love seat in a sunny window.
The missing part of that post was that the goofball was perched in my lap at the kitchen table. I swear she knows she's just the right size for a lapdog.
"Stand on his lap first and whack him in the head with a wagging tail while trying to give his ears a bath" -- are you a pretzel, Angel? Or, maybe you are a yoga doggie! I'm trying to picture how you can stand in your dad's lap, whack him with your tail and wash his ears at the same time :D You are the perfect size for a lap dog, happy girl! ;) Could you please have your people give you some petting for me, and some for Patch too, please. :love: I smile when I read about all the silly, goofy and happy things you do!
p.s., how is the rope project going? Have you gotten it split into two pieces yet?
The city of Chicago got it right, except for one alderman. I wish they would do this statewide...
http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/l...,3282237.story
That's a good bill, and hopefully it will change things and let some shelter and rescue pups get good home! I bet that guy doesn't know Golden Retriever Rescue groups exist that he course contact for Golden retrievers to have in his store ... they may not be tiny puppies, but even a 8-month-old Golden is as capable of melting hearts as an 8-week-old one!
Great. We have a dog who's addicted to gingersnaps.
Just what I need. LOL
As to the rope, the 5-knot rope is lasting much, much longer than the previous ropes, as she can't undo all the knots from the end.
I saw this on Huffington Post. It's a series of photos of black dogs, who tend to not get adopted because of their color.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/0..._ref=good-news
Okay, Angel.
I get it.
You get jealous when Patch comes to bed with me in the morning (I work nights).
However, that doesn't mean you have to lie down on top of me to block Patch from being able to.
Patch weights 10 lbs.
You, however, dear pup, weigh considerably more than that. It's hard to breathe with 60 lbs of dog reclining on my chest. Besides, Patch still managed to find room to curl up on my shins. I was very, very warm, but it's hard to sleep when you can't breathe.
Aww, Angel, there's enough of Dad for both you an Patch to have snuggle room without you squashing his chest!
While yesterday was a thoroughly irritating and frustrating day, there was a bit of humor.
Angel was due for her semi-annual checkup. They had to weigh her to get the correct dose for heartworm meds. While attempting to get her to stay still enough on the scale to get a semi-accurate reading, I glanced over at her chart to see what her previous weight was. I couldn't read it. The scale settled at a touch over 50 lbs, and as soon as we could almost read it someone decided that that was enough. I asked the vet what her weight was the last time, and she told me "50 pounds and wiggles". Still accurate!
I love Angel stories! Lol :) silly pup!