What a face. Who couldn’t love it?
ME! That’s who! This dog is driving me bananas!
Winterjerk has Separation Anxiety (capital S, capital A). I can’t even step out of the room without coming back to a dog popping around like hot corn in oil, and biting my arms and lower back and HAIR (it *hurts* to have a 20 lb dog Tarzaning from your locks, lemme tell you). If I ignore him, he gets more frantic. If I get angry at him, he gives me Elvis Lip and tap dances nervously, and paws at any patch of bare skin with his impossibly sharp nails.
I have to let him out to pee as soon as I step in the door because the excitement of seeing me triggers a flood of urine. And speaking of pee, his bellyband continues to be soaked when I get home from work. He doesn’t leg lift in the house anymore – he is now housebroken – but everything anxiety translate into peeeeeeeeeeeeeee (and more Elvis Lip).
I am thinking of trying him on Zylkene – has anyone ever tried this? Any feedback for The Food Lady?
Here’s a face I DO love :)
Miss Piper had her 6 week post-op check up and everything is looking good, says Doc. Three more weeks of on leash stuff and catrophen injections, and she should slowly start to resume normal activity. She will be so very happy. Soon she will look like this instead:
I wish I had something interesting to tell you, but I don’t do anything interesting these days! I work, I sleep and I let the terriers do this:
As much as Winter drives me crazy, it’s awfully fun to see him play with Spring more or less constantly. I think she appreciates someone who speaks her terrier language. Also, it’s two less dogs I have to exercise myself as they exhaust one another.
It’s hard to do anything fun with this many dogs – even for me, the Queen of Taking Multiple Dogs Places, eight is too many. It’s too many for my truck, and it’s WAY too many for my sanity. I have come to terms with the reality that I do not have time for Kieren, much as I may like him, and he would be better served in a home with someone who either has fewer dogs, or more free time.
The problem is, nobody seems to want him (except for people who aren’t suited to him, like newbie dog owners and the like) :(
Also, it will be sad to break up this duo:
Though Dexter will be happy to have the Flying Squirrel back to himself again.
On the other hand, taking a photo of all 8 dogs LOOKING AT THE CAMERA is my piece de resistance, no?
Shall I translate for you?
- TWOOIE: disgruntled
- WOOTIE: high
- KIEREN: ball? BALL? BALLBALL?
- DEXTER: <inappropriate attachment to Food Lady>
- TWEED: Again? Really?
- PIPER: I will kill you in your sleep.
- SPRING: I don’t wanna sit next to stinky little brother!
- WINTER: OHMIGODICAN’TBEARTOBEAPARTFROMYOUFOREVENASECOND!!!
Sometimes I think TWooie is the canine version of Grumpy Cat.
But lest you think he is always dour (and because I realize I am blogging so rarely lately that I have lost most of my readership and photos won’t cut it, so I have to step up my game), may I present you a rare video of TWooie *PLAYING* with the terri-erri-erriers?
Will that bring you back to the fold? Also, if one of you (*coughJULIEcough*) would just adopt Kieren, I would have more time/space (continuum? no wait, tangent!) to go on adventures with the dogs and blog it!!