Heart Like a Dog

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

What's In A Pack?

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My sweet little granddaughter turned one on the 9th.  Her party was scheduled for the 7th, but she had a stomach bug and so it was postponed.  To today.

It was a snowing this morning when we got up, but seeing how my granddaughter’s party was at our house, I wanted to make sure the dogs got their exercise in.

I put their reflective vests on and headed out to the field. I had some Taste of the Wild kibble in my treat pouch so I took the risk and dropped Delilah’s leash.  She took off across the field but came running back every time I called her.

That little speck you see is my dog....running back to me.

After we cut through the field, we headed off into the woods, on our way back down towards the field Sampson ran ahead, by this time I was holding Delilah’s leash and I looked down for some reason, I heard a dog bark in the field and when I looked up, Sampson was gone.

Delilah and I kept walking towards the field and I kept calling him but wasn’t having much luck, finally I saw a dog at the bottom of the hill and forgetting that Sampson was wearing a reflective vest I said, “Come here.”

Thankfully it was Brady, my walking buddy’s dog.  She also had Kodak with her and so we all walked together.

While we were making our trip back down the hill to the field, I saw another dog at the bottom of the hill.  My buddy and I quickly figured out that it was another woman who typically walks anywhere from 4 to 8 dogs.  None of the dogs have collars on and I’m pretty sure none of the dogs are registered with the town.

A while back my walking bud and this woman had a little tiff, and they no longer speak, so I asked my friend if she wanted to keep walking down the hill.  She said, lets and we’ll head toward the field.

Meanwhile the four dogs had run down to greet the other dogs.

By the time we got to the field, all four of our dogs were back with us and the woman and her pack had left.

We decided to let the pups run and play a little in the field.

The Pack

Delilah and Brady really play well together, and they do an awful lot of running.

Just playing

Sampson and Kodak fought over a stick.  Silly dogs.

I noted to my walking buddy, how the dogs (Sampson, Delilah, Brady and Kodak) seemed to recognize themselves as a pack.  They went and greeted the other dogs and then immediately came back to each other and us.

After about 50 minutes, we headed home, where the dogs went to sleep.

I have to say my goal of tiring them out worked.  Even though Delilah did go up on the counter once, she did pretty good today.

And although a bunch of people cancelled due to snow, my sweet little granddaughter finally had her first birthday party.

Happy belated birthday Chili, your Mimi loves you!

Word count: My book has 4,033 words.

Never A Dull Moment

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Some days I really struggle to find something people will enjoy reading, but truthfully most days I rely on my dogs to give me something to write about.

Most mornings Delilah is laying on the bed while I busy myself in the bathroom.  At a certain point in my routine she determines either a) it is time for her to rise and shine or b) I have spent enough time in the bathroom and it is her job to come in and help me move along.

She does this by coming up at me from behind and shoving her head between my legs.  I know, totally weird.  It looks like I’m giving birth to a chocolate lab.    Once she has her head there, it is pretty hard to make her stop.  You walk, she goes with you.   You stop.  She stops.

Cute?  Maybe.

Funny?  Not really when you are on a time schedule.

Work for “Dancing with your dog?”  Quite possibly.

Most days Sampson has turned in his spot on the bed, for a spot on the sofa in front of the fire.  Smart dog that Sampson.  Sometimes when he hears Delilah making her ruckus, he comes to peek in and see what we are doing.

Other days, they start wrestling on the bed.

Today was a combination day, Delilah came into the bathroom and walked with me (with her head between my legs) all over the bathroom.  Then Sampson poked his head in and the two of them went out into the bedroom and started wrestling.

I was in a mood to listen to some music this morning, so I grabbed my iPod and put the ear buds in.  When I was finished in the bathroom I turned around to shut of the lights and leave and that’s when I saw it.

Blood.  Fresh blood.  Little drops of fresh blood all over the bathroom floor! Lots of little drops of fresh blood all over the floor.

I shouted for the dogs and they both came running and then the real comedy began.  They know their names.  Really they do.  But for some reason when you call them and say, “Delilah sit” they both sit.  “Delilah sit” and “Sampson come” result in both dogs sitting or both dogs approaching me.

Finally I got them sorted out and I had Delilah in front of me while I checked her nails.  It made sense to me to start with the nails.  As I was checking her second paw I looked over and noticed Sampson was bleeding on his right forepaw.  Is that a word?  It is now.  It would be your forearm, you know the part between your elbow and wrist?  It was the part between his elpaw and paw.  Yeah, that’s a word now too. Elpaw.

I got a towel and wet it and scrubbed at the blood to find out what I was dealing with, it looked like a small wound, either a scratch from the woods or maybe a tooth puncture from wrestling with Delilah.  While I was cleaning at this I noticed he had blood on his shoulder too!  Thankfully the blood on his shoulder was secondary blood from the first wound, but don’t ask me how he got it from his forepaw to his shoulder, but he did.

I cleaned him up, put a little Cortaid on it and sent him on his way.   But I will keep an eye on it just in case. 🙂

Book update: I have 3,007 words in my book.

Sorry For The Interruption

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I’m sorry for the big black protest post you saw this morning.  Well let me rephrase that, I’m sorry for not giving you notice that would be up this morning.

I have to admit, I am way behind in the times.  I had no idea the Senate, who apparently have NO OTHER ISSUES to deal with, were working on a vote to limit our internet freedoms.   While the idea of the bill does have some merit, the bill itself is far too broad.

I found out about the internet protest last night, after I had published my post.  And after reading the posts from Rescued Insanity and  Something Wagging This Way Comes, I followed Word Press’ instructions and joined the protest.

I hope if you visited this site and saw the protest, you took a moment to view the video.  That’s all I ask, what you choose to do with that information is up to you.

I did have a little something dog related to share with you today.  It falls into the “My Dog Makes Me Laugh” category.

The other night I was preparing dinner and Sampson and Delilah (those model dog citizens) were sitting in their respective areas on the edges of the kitchen.  Hubby disappeared and I wasn’t sure in which direction he had gone.  Dinner was ready and I looked at Sampson (who was looking at me) and I said, “Where’s Daddy?”  Sampson turned his head in the direction of the bedroom and a few seconds later, Hubby came out.  Which made me burst out laughing because it was so perfectly timed.

And like Sampson knew EXACTLY what I was saying. 🙂

I’m sure your pet makes you smile on a daily basis, but does he/she do something that makes you laugh?

Book Update : My book has 2,397 words

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