Hi y'all!
Oz and I just got back from vacationing in the Hill Country. Rented a lake house with my family and they'd only allow one dog, so poor Gull and Murph had to stay at a pet resort. They told me they did really well there, but boy were they happy to see me. Gull was running circles around me, while I was trying to pick Murph off the floor to prevent Gull from stepping on him. He had the leash completely wrapped around my legs. Couldn't move until somebody came over and rescued me.
I gotta say though that the Rental people should have been more worried about allowing kids then dogs. Oz was good as gold. He was just about as close to perfect as you can get. My nephews, however, not so much. I love'em, love'em, but they are pretty rambunctious. They managed to break a door, so my sister had to take time to fix that so we wouldn't be billed for it. And one of'em peed in his pants. Uh no potty accidents from Oz of course. They also wouldn't listen at all to my sister. At one point, she was yelling at them to "Come Here". They totally ignored her, but Oz came to her. Ah I love it.Yet she complained the whole time about Oz.
First he kept walking by her to sniff her arm or knee, so I had to watch him and if he headed in her direction I had to tell him to leave her alone, which he did. Then she left a sandwich right on the edge of the countertop and he sniffed it and she went nutz. Having to throw it away, cuz he sniffed it. But the kicker was she got upset cuz he was breathing on her arm in the car. Guess I'm gonna have to train him the command, "Oz, Stop Breathing".She is not a dog person at all. The boys love Oz so much, that they want a dog really bad, but they're not going to be able to get one until they move out someday. Least my sister knows herself well enough not to get a dog though.
Gotta say the boys are really good with Oz. I had the lil' one, Kyle, walk Oz for potty detail, while I could relax on the porch drinking my coffee. Kyle did really good with the responsibility. The novelty of it, I'm sure would eventually wear off, but he did exactly what I told him. In fact, that was about the only time he listened to instructions, was when it had to do with Oz.
Oz adores them too. After 4 days he was getting so watchful and protective of them. We were all sitting on the back porch one afternoon talking and we told the boys and Oz, they weren't allowed to go to the front yard where we couldn't see them. Took our eyes off of them for a second and they of course high-tailed it to the front yard. That's the only time Oz left the porch, to follow them to make sure they were okay. We took the boys to Pedranales River one day and Oz was so stressed trying to keep track of them in the water. He wouldn't explore at all. Too focused on watching them. I finally took him off by ourselves and he still wouldn't relax. Kept looking down the river for them. He did not like them being out of pocket. He also didn't like it, when my sister yelled at them. He would get so upset. Gosh he would make a great kid dog. May have to adopt a kid just for him.
Anywho here's the pics from the trip:
View from our lake house on LBJ Lake
Oz enjoying the view from inside the house
Oz down by the lake where we were staying
Lots more coming...
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