Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts

Thursday, July 11, 2013

You will always have a friend

Bella woke up this morning crying.

I went and got her and held her for a little.  She was then smiling.  I put her down on her blanket, she immediately started crying again.  So I picked her up again and held her.  But soon, someone had stuck up the whole room and needed his diaper changed.

So I put Bella propped up in the bean bag and went about changing Oliver’s diaper.  When I came back upstairs from throwing away the diaper, this is what I saw.

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It’s always nice to have a friend to come and hang out with you and give you support when you just aren’t feeling the best!

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Walking the dogs

This was too cute not to share.  Oliver went and got the leashes out all by himself and wanted to take the dogs for a walk.

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A couple things to note:

1.  The neighbors haven’t mowed for 3 weeks or so, it’s getting to be a forest over there.  They haven’t been living there as the sewer backed up and flooded their basement and then they were hooking up to city sewer (that fun and expensive thing we did a year ago).

2.  Oliver isn’t wearing a child’s hat, he is actually wearing Jesse’s hat, and it pretty much fits him, except the bill looks a little large.  Yes his head is that big!

3.  The dogs did a great job letting him walk them, they heeled better for him than us.  I think they knew if they pulled he would go toppling down.

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Date Night Lessons

Jesse and I actually got out of the house and saw a movie last night.  We went to “This is 40”.  It was funny and actually made us re-think some things that go on in our house.

#1 – We need to stop yelling. 

We don’t yell a lot.  But enough that we are worried about Oliver and even Bella learning from our behavior.

My number one aggression outlet is the dogs.  I might be frustrated by Bella, Oliver, etc, and the dogs will do one little thing and I turn on them.  I always feel bad afterwards.

So I personally need to do a better job at letting my frustrations/anger go.  Probably a deep breath and leaving the room for a minute would work. 

The number one reason I yell.  When I am crazily trying to make lunch or dinner for Bella and Oliver, get everyone served, and then shortly afterwards Oliver is taking the food I prepared for him and feeding it to the dogs.  And there in lies the reason I yell at the dogs…because they are constantly begging.  Most of the time Oliver isn’t feeding them because he doesn’t want to eat it or he is finished, it’s because they are there and he is sharing.  I know this because he will continue to eat what is on his plate when the dogs have been removed.

Besides locking the dogs in a room I don’t know how to change this behavior, because it is so ingrained in them to beg.  So advice for anyone getting a dog in the future….do not feed them from the table…EVER.  It will turn into a nasty habit that you will regret.

And I know Oliver is learning from me.  He yells at the dogs too.  Most times right after I have finished yelling at them in a string of words I can’t understand.  Whoops…nice one mom.

He also loves to torment them by ramming his pushing toys into them.  He actually isn’t trying to torment them, he is trying to play chase with them.  But sometimes they don’t feel like running from him.

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Notice how the dog bed is not even a safe haven for the dogs…he will take his toys up there to get them.  As of now they are his best friends (which is why in his mind they deserve so much of his food).

He is also sporting the one and only piece of clothing I have made for him.  The little football raglan shirt.

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Thursday, August 2, 2012

Happy Birthday Colby!

63 years young…..

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You are loved!!!

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Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Shaky Legs

I am sitting outside right now on the front porch.  I came outside to let the dogs out, so they could do their business.  And yes I brought the laptop out with me to catch up on some of my favorite blogs.

Elle is right beside me, her back legs are shaking and she is growling.  Now you wonder what could be so scary that she would need to cower over by me.

A pink balloon is floating down our driveway.

Yes I have no idea where is came from, but it's a pretty scary sight to behold!