Heart Like a Dog

The Good, the Bad, and the Oh My God of living with dogs!

What's Your Sleep Number?

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Every night around 9 PM the dogs get their stuffed Kongs, after about 20 to 25 minutes of working at them, Hubby and I will offer to help, because sometimes those baby carrots get stuck together and they can’t work them out. 🙂

My niece slept over last night in order for us to be up bright and early for our traditional Christmas shopping.   Because she was here last night we deviated slightly from our routine.

Sampson apparently got tired of waiting for someone to come and help him and he brought his Kong out and threw it at my feet. 🙂

Sampson absolutely adores my niece so he refused to go to bed when Hubby, Delilah and I headed off to dreamland.  I would have thought I’d have a much better sleep without him plastered up against me in the bed, but that wasn’t the case. 

I woke up with an aching back.  I guess my sleep number is adjusted to accommodate an 85 pound lab.

Follow-Up Friday

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For those new to the blog, my follow-up Friday provides me with an opportunity to update or revise a post from the previous week.  You know sometimes you post about something and you need an update but it doesn’t warrant a whole blog.  Or sometimes someone made a comment that really resonated with you.  Yup, Follow-Up Friday baby. 🙂

Cooperation – Update

Every night I enter the house with my cell phone (in video mode) in my hand, hoping against hope to catch Sampson doing that special something, but he continues to thwart me.  Tonight he sort of did it when my sister came over but it was really dark and it didn’t turn out!  Drat! I guess I just have to keep trying…maybe at Christmas. 🙂

Kreativ Blogger Award – Author’s Note

The first requirement to accepting this award is to thank the giver.  Which in my haste (and stress) to find 10 random things about me, I forgot to do.  So a GINORMOUS word of thanks to 2BrownDawgs for presenting us with the Kreativ Blogger award and secondly please accept my apologies for not thanking you sooner. 

If you have a minute pop over and check out her blog, she has two awesome Chessies and they are presently nesting in anticipation of a new puppy. 🙂

One For The Team – Update

My finger is feeling much better and is way more comfortable bending.  This morning when loading the dogs in the car for daycare, I reached for the hatch to pull it open and Sampson jumped and the hatch smacked him right between the eyes on its way up.  Then he looked at me as if to say, What the hell did you do that for?”

I’m hoping our hatch stories are behind us. 🙂

So how was your week?  Anything exciting you haven’t share yet?  Like puppy names? 😉

 

One For The Team

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Today was a doggie daycare day.  I know, I know, the dogs don’t play at doggie daycare, but Hubby and I talked about it and we are okay with them going for the companionship.

We have a routine on daycare day, after I put my purse and tote bag in the car I go back for the dogs.  Sampson likes to walk down the driveway and follow the property line up to the telephone pole, where he sniffs and lifts.  Delilah is on leash and she and I will follow him down, then we turn and head to the car.  Sometimes Sampson is a straggler, he takes his time making his way to the car.  That was the case this morning.

Delilah was already in the car when Sampson headed up the drive.  I stood at the back of the car waiting for Sampson so I could close the hatch.  Just as Sampson reached the car and was getting ready to jump in, it happened.

The hatch began to close.  It was almost like slow motion, I saw the hatch falling and I saw Sampson’s head and instinctively I reached out with my hand to grab it.  The weight of the hatch brought the back of my hand onto Sampson’s head but I kept the hatch from hitting him.  In the process though, I took one for the team.

At first I thought I had broken my pointer and middle finger.

It was really cold and the car hadn’t warmed up so I alternated between placing my fingers on the cold steering wheel and sticking them in my mouth.

Why?  Why do we stick our fingers in our mouths when they hurt?

Eventually my fingers warmed up and the numbness faded.  I’m not sure if you can tell from the picture, those two fingers are pretty swollen and my middle finger has a horrible bruise and doesn’t bend properly due to the swelling, but they are feeling much better tonight.

The more important thing is Sampson wasn’t afraid to jump into the car this afternoon which means he wasn’t traumatized!

What about you, have you ever had to ‘take one for the team?’

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