A happy Moose

I don't think there is a dog anywhere that loves their toys more than Moose.

He saw the tip of his toy hanging out of my pocket today and I was pretty sure he was going to strip me down naked to get it.


It doesn't take him long before he is off in flight chasing his toys.


He's 1/2 of the pack we call the fly boys, a reputation that is well deserved.


His race name is Tigger Breaker, and he bounces just like Tigger.


And if you want aerobatics, Moose is your man.


I don't think he ever takes his eye off of the prize.


After a little hard play though, he isn't quite as springy.


And waits for the toy to come to him.


In the end, I think he would play hard forever if we let him. Letting go of that toy is something Moose never wants to do.

Veggie tails

Yes mum. I'm doing what you taught me.


Everyday I eat my fresh fruits and veggies.


Bleh.

Poor Skirvee

Skirvee was so looking forward to his sisters coming to live with him.


He just knew that they would want to run and play with him in his big back yard.


But so far, they just ignore him, leaving him alone to wander around.


And they go off and do everything with each other.

Catching the rays

Today was one of those totally weird weather days. Windy, cloudy, rainy and sunny.


And there were a couple that took the time to just hang out and catch the rays.

Houston, the eagle has landed

Miss Jillian and Miss Slinky have settled in, just like they have always been here. They are a bit bossy with the boys, but the boys probably need it.


Jillian has been settled since her first day. She loved the tall grasses and the soft cushions.


Slinky took a day or two longer. She's now sleeping through the night, her little poopies are back to normal, she's got yoda ears quite often and tonight, drum roll please...

She ate kibble!


She's even accepted us as her momma's.

And, I still can't tell them apart, but they have their own velvet collars and no longer wear their kennel collars as name tags.

Jillian wears Jilly bean green and Slinky wears Slinky dink pink. I can officially tell them apart when they are out on the acre.

Oh woe is Flo

The world according to Flo just got a whole lot tougher.


I think we need a bigger couch.

Flyin' Flo

Took Flo, the camera shy dog, out for some quality clickin' time. She sniffed around for a few minutes and then...


She got a bug up her butt.


Not really sure how many circles she ran.


But just like the Energizer Bunny,


She just kept going and going.


I don't think there is anything better,


Than watching a greyhound in flight.

Nose to the ground

Monday morning. I've got my nose to the ground and I'm totally prepared for yet another brutal week at work.


On a side note. Miss Slinky has generously allowed us to add another food to her repertoire of freshly cooked chicken and chicken gizzards.

Yes, cottage cheese in a ceramic bowl was acceptable tonight. Seriously, she's doing awesome, she just knows how to make us dance.

As the tail wags

The twins continue to settle in very nicely. Today we added another food to Slinky's diet, no not kibble, but chicken gizzards. They were a huge hit.

It was another yucky weather day. Rainy, blustery, gray and cold. We headed out to get our shopping done and by the time we were done the weather was still the same, no change.

We had our lunch, ran the dogs and seemed like a perfect afternoon for a happy nappy.

And this is when

As the tail wags begins

Player one. The Jilli bean. She was ever so excited and I wasn't sure why, but when I snuggled down in the blankets, I figured it out quickly. She nestled in beside me batting at me with her paws wanting all of the loving I could send her way. At this point, Slinky found a nice soft cushion near the head of the bead.


Player two. The Flo ho. Since time and eternity, Flo has been my constant bed hog. She flops down on top of me until the weight of her either pushes me over or I have a hot flash and move out of the way in self-defense.

You'll have to use your imagination at this point because I didn't take the camera to bed. Imagine if you will, for only a few seconds, Jillian pawing at me for scritches and Flo draped across me.

They realized almost immediately that they were sharing me and before I knew it, I was laying on my back staring up at two girls threatening to have a turf war. I assured them this was not a happening thing and we had all better lay down nicely in the bed or the consequences would not be what they wanted.

Jillian laid back down in a huff and Flo, for the first time didn't flop on me, but laid down with her head going away from me. I recognized the green-eyed monster and rolled over to try and comfort her.

Just having dosed off, pleasant dreams on their way, I hear whining. Is someone hurt? No, it's Jillian whining because my back is to her. Good grief dog, you've been here six days...

Flo had re-positioned herself to her normal, I rolled over, Jillian shut-up and we slept peacefully ever after.

The end.

Just Hangin'

As promised the weather was, well crappy today. Long runs weren't an option unless the dogs were willing to have a shower and blown dry at the same time.

All in all, Flocko was quite happy to see me home for the third day this week. (Me too Flocko).


Minnie spent a good part of the day staring at the door. As if that was going to change weather.com's mind.


Slinky is settling in better and better everyday. She likes her freshly cooked chicken or pork hand fed to her. I made the mistake of adding a tiche of kibble in hopes that she would add something to her whole meat diet.

Big mistake, she promptly turned her nose up at the food and wouldn't even pick the meat out of it. Oh, and she doesn't want to be served out of a stainless steel bowl either, she prefers a plate.


Jillian has taken to home life like she has always been here. She follows me around and doesn't like being on the other side of the baby gate. She's quite jealous of Slinky and all of her freshly cooked meat. She's eating kibble.


And Danny Bleu neither cares about the weather or the twins. As long as he is in the same room with his momma, his world is rockin'. So Danny just spent the day hanging out.

Batten down the hatches

High winds and lots of rain coming our way. Yippee.

As the tail wags

Miss Slinky just isn't eating as I would like her too, so I took a semi-maternity leave today and worked from home.

I was slaving away at the computer when it got a little quiet and I thought I had better check on the girls.

They found cushions side-by-side to snuggle in on.


As soon as I sat down to grab a few pictures, they were up, but quickly got bored with me and headed back to the cushion.

Sometimes the cushions get double-stacked, are extra soft and become the most coveted cushions in the house.

They both wanted the double.


Jillian was the fastest and Slinky wanted it the most.

"Oh please Jillian," she asked so nicely.


But Jillian didn't move. Slinky attempted to make her her cushion softer by fluffing it.


After she laid down, she realized she wasn't successful and continued to fluff her bed.


Jillian was not amused by her fluffing, and I think she gloated a bit because she had the double.


And then, turned a blind eye to her sister as if to say "I can't hear you Slinky."


Tired of Slinky's huffing and puffing, Jillian moved.


Exhausted from all of her work, Slinky barely made it over to the double cushion.


And in the end, Slinky knew she had out foxed her sister Jillian.

The end.