Or are you on guard?
Dexter has rabies.
ha ha! Just kidding. Did I make your heart stop for a moment there?
Yippee! I’m not rabid!
Today the dogs got a good work out in the Altheticism Competition on Food Lady Farm.
Dexter gets a B+ … but don’t forget, he’s coming back from an injury. Okay surgery. Whatever.
Spring gets an A. Very impressive for a newbie to competition!
Wootie, of course, gets an A+.
It’s even more impressive when you think about the fact that he’s a lazy orange sausage of a dog. He got extra points for throwing in fancy moves, like handstands, and sticking his landings.
TWooie, otoh, failed.
But he made up many points in the synchronized competition.
And speaking of the WooTwoo, some time back a friend sent me a link to a website about Max and Moritz, a German storybook about two very mischievous brothers written in the 1800s, and asked if they didn’t remind me – disturbingly so – of two dogs I knew.
Ah, how oft we read or hear of
Boys we almost stand in fear of!
For example, take these stories
Of two youths, named Max and Moritz,
Who, instead of early turning
Their young minds to useful learning,
Often leered with horrid features
At their lessons and their teachers.
*shudder* Damn the Germans and their bad ass brothers!!
They’re scary. I’m hiding behind Spring until they go away.
How long after neutering do you think it will take Dexter to put on a little weight and become a normal sized body, rather than just a giant head with some skinny legs attached? It’s positively ridiculous that he can hide his whole body behind 19lbs of Springaling.
And speaking of Dexter … this dog makes me wish I could photograph sound. I have never had a dog do this before, but when he is really excited he chatters his teeth together so loudly that he sounds exactly like a woodpecker. I’m not kidding … I spent, like, a year telling people I had a woodpecker that visited my house until I clued in to the fact that the “woodpecker” only showed up when I was putting on my boots and Dex was stuck on the other side of the babygate waiting to be released out the front door, and I started listening a little more closely. Does anyone else’s dog do this?
One thing I CAN photograph is pain.
Food Lady, why you cry?
Ha ha ha! That was so funny! Ha ha!
Hee hee hee! I laughed so hard I fell over!
Dude! You gotta come and see this … Dexter knocked the Food Lady OUT with the Fifa! it’s hilarious!!!
*shakes fist at sadistic dogs* Clearly, they spend too much time with Gerhard.
I’m going to go think fluffy, happy thoughts now.
Hey cool! You’re not dead after all. Can I have a cookie?
Today you get a bonus post for 3 reasons:
1) because I borrowed the chickens’ heat lamp and aimed it at my bathtub drain pipe under the house and thawed it out so I could have a long, hot shower this morning. All is right with the world :)
2) because we went to the park today with The Sadist’s wife (who is not sadistic) and their dogs and had a fun play, and TWooie DIDN’T TRY TO KILL ANYONE. He objected when Cisco humped him, but no blood was shed and no fights broke out. Brilliant effort on TWoo’s part; I am so proud of his restraint. I took no photos, as I wanted both eyes on TWoo, but he did me proud. Our hard work is paying off!
3) because The Sadist’s wife brought her new puppy, whom I *did* take photos of, and you will of course want to see some of them!
This is Cruz.
The Sadist says he is a pain in the ass. I can’t imagine why ;-)
I think he’s just plain adorable :)
How lucky am I to get to spend my day off playing with a cutie patootie puppy? Seriously. Best snow day ever!
No no, I’m not going on vacation.
This is Miami … my hammy. Say it out loud :) It’s fun!
Doesn’t Miami have the super coolest Hamosphere ever? She was abandoned at the door of a vet clinic in the snow. People suck. Since I liked MC Hamster a lot, and like having a hamster, I brought her home.
The beauty of the Hamosphere is that no dog tongues can sneak through cage bars to *taste* Miami, and therefore TWooie has lost interest in eating her already.
I thought maybe Dexter would like to have Hammy TV to watch whilst recovering from his neuter.
Alas. “Rest” is not a word in his vocabulary.
Or maybe he just doesn’t want to lie down … poor doggie, they shaved his wiener bald. Completely bald!! Oh the indignity! I therefore could not withhold the joy of playing in the snow from Mr. Baldnutz (this reference is funny to Vancouver residents who have ever read the Georgia Strait only, pretty much).
He is none the worse for wear after his surgery. I can’t believe how fast dogs recover from this kind of thing. By Wednesday morning, he was bouncing up and down and bringing tennis balls to clients at work. Do you think maybe he’s crying on the inside?
Dear doG, why’d you take my nuts?
He was feeling so fine today, a mere two days later, that he really didn’t understand why he couldn’t go to agility class this evening.
What the eff?
But I didn’t want dirty barn dirt getting in his incision site, so he had to stay home. Miss Springaling went in his place.
BITCH! I HATE you!
Spring is totally gettin’ her agility on. She’s mastered all the contact equipment except the teeter, which is still a little scary, but she can run a Jumpers course like a hot damn. And she has not yet met the weave poles, because it’s been too snowy to bust out the 2X2s. It started snowing a week ago and has continued to dump on us off and on for the last 6 days. AND the temperature dropped well below 0° so once again, my bath tub drain froze solid. Why’d I move out here to the Stix again?
Oh yeah … because we get to run around on 10 acres like crazy peoples!
Apparently it’s going to start raining again tomorrow and melt all this white stuff. So since I only worked a half day today, I decided to take the afternoon to get snowy photos of the dogs for you.
I think they enjoyed themselves. What do you think?
Well, mostly anyway … Tweed doesn’t like snowballs (in his feet).
Shut up! At least they didn’t steal YOUR balls!
YOU shut up, sonny! They stole my balls over a decade ago!
Okay okay, I’ll stop with the testicle references.
Thank doG. It’s about time.
Flying donuts … so much better than balls.
I love dogs-in-snow photos. I especially love that my dogs will let me dump snow all over their heads and then look happy about it for photo opportunities.
Well, *some* of them anyway.
Mostly I just love how happy all my dogs are :)
Happy snow day, friends!
Is this post over already?
and has the certificate to prove it!
Dexter came through his surgery with flying colours … Dr. Bowra found his testicles hiding right beside his penis, and not migrating around his skull or anything weird like that. He also removed the tooth fragments left over from his smashed up tooth. So he’s got only a pretty small incision and is recovering very nicely, albeit in the Cone of Immobility that renders him motionless.
They said he was “the biggest suck” and kept putting his chin in various laps and sighing. That’s my little giraffe!
Thanks for all the positive thoughts and good wishes. Not only do *I* thank you, and Dexter too, but my wallet also thanks you, as it was a lot less expensive than we were originally quoted :)