Junie Bug

Meet Junie....isnt she the sweetest.

I must admit I am smitten with this little girl so its a good thing I am only watching her for one night while her foster mom is away.

She is an absolute doll, loves to cuddle, play well with even the little dogs, loves to fetch and is just plain cute.

Right now she is trying to figure out how to fit all the toys in her mouth.

She does give the energizer bunny a run for its money though, we spend over an hour in the field playing fetch and she still keeps going.

I am kind of sad she has to go home tonight :-(

TGIF

Logan had a hard day at daycare today....he has been sleeping like this for the past 3 hours....who knew the life of Logan was so exhausting.

Pet Parrot

This is my nephew Nik, a.k.a. the parrot.

He now lives with me part-time and I think its starting to rub off on him. I went to have a shower the other night and left him to "babysit" the dogs. While in there I could still hear him and have discovered the following words are now a regular part of his vocabulary:

sit, stay, on your bed, wait, lay down, Casey knock it off, Sophie go to your room (her room is the porch and she has to go there when she is being extra annoying), enough and if you dont behave you are going for a time out in your kennel.

It was cute but I guess I better start watching what I say.

Opinions

So I get everyone is entitled to their own opinion, whether or not you agree with it is up to you. I myself take the approach of listening, taking in what that person has to say and when I walk away if I take or leave it that is my business no one else’s. I am not one to intentionally hurt others feelings and in turn have a very hard time when someone says or does thing to hurt mine. Maybe they do not realize it or maybe they do not care. How one can go through life not caring is beyond me but must make for a very unhappy one. Then again on the same hand I find myself jealous of them as I find one of my biggest flaws is that I care too much, often about people who could care less about me. But does anyone ever take a step back to look at the situation? Do you have the whole story or are you relying on he said/she said knowing fully that there are always 3 sides to every story, his, hers and the truth which is somewhere in between? I am a thinker and a fixer, which results in many sleepless nights trying to figure out how to fix a situation that will make everyone happy. I hate conflict and will try to avoid it at all costs, but I am still willing to stand up for what I believe in, but I am also a grown up now and while in conflict will not lower myself to a junior high school drama queen with immature antics of name calling, mud slinging and backstabbing. But why do some people feel this is necessary? Does it really make them feel better to hurt others or do they just do it for the attention, poor me factor? Do they put themselves in that persons shoes and realize what they must be feeling, or do they even care? For the most part I keep my opinion to myself and deal with my problems on my own rather than asking for help, which leads to a lot of build up that sometimes needs releasing. So this is my release, not directed at anyone or anything in particular, just a vent, because in the grand scheme of things I am a nobody just like everyone else.

So when people ask why I love my dogs so much, this is why….would they ever do anything to intentionally hurt me, no, do they love me for who I am, yes.

Okay I feel better now…

Goofy

Okay I know its not a dog, but rather my nephew Jayden being a super cute little goof ball when Nana had her camera phone out, but I had to share it, too cute not to.

Lulu

This is Lulu and she was one of my foster dogs in the past year (previously Tula) and came to work to visit us yesterday for a bit. One of my coworkers adopted her, they were looking for a dog and after I fostered Lulu for awhile and go to know her personality she was a good fit for them. So lucky for me I get to see her often which makes the fostering part easier. She now spends her time hanging with her mom & dad, going for hikes and camping and is just plain spoiled!!

Quirks

I was talking with a friend the other day and we were discussing people and their quirks and it got me thinking about how each of my dogs has a quirk of their own....

Sophie - feels its necessary to bring anything dead she finds in the field to me. Usually dead pigeons that have met their untimely demise by flying into the horse shed. She is grinning ear to ear and wagging her tail, so proud of her new find and I am sure if she could talk she would be saying "Look Ma, look, look, look what I found, arent you proud of me!!!".

Baylee - Herds, everything and anything... Her favorite is anything small and a baby, kittens, puppies, the bunny, the goats, anything, she will stalk and stare for hours if you let her, never hurting them but not letting them pass her, if she could talk you would hear and evil laugh followed by "Suckers, I got ya now!!!".

Rylee - his is very cute actually. Every morning when I leave the house he waits about 2 minutes and then howls like a coyote. If anyone else were to hear they would think someone was beating on him, but he is just saying goodbye. I have noticed that lately the other dogs join in with him too, its cute to hear the doggie chorus before heading to work, puts a smile on my face everytime.

Casey - he is an OCD eye licker. He makes sure everyone in the house gets a cleaning daily. I have been trying soooo hard to break him of this and thought success was in sight... until I noticed the other days he has just moved onto their ears now instead.

Zoey - she is a bum scooter. She gets soooo excited sometimes when I get home or she wants a treat that she just cannot contain this excitement and barks like crazy while scooting her bum across the floor. Cute if you are alone, kind of embarrassing if you are in public.

Roxy - she has quirk overload, not sure if it has to do with the peanut size brain but it just adds to her cuteness. There is the licking, the scratching of peoples body parts thinking if she tries hard enough she can crawl inside you for warmth like a blanket, climbing the babygate to escape, laying on the heat registers, I could go on and on.

I wonder if they could talk what they would tell you about my quirks????

Baby Pictures

I am not sure if it just never occured to me to take pictures of my dogs as puppies, if it was because I did not get a digital camera until a few years ago or if with Roxy & Casey being the only babies I have had in a long time and they did not look much different, but I just do not seem to have many baby pictures of my dogs.

I was looking through my picture folder today and came across Logan's pictures. I am amazed at how much he has changed in the past year, but still remains the cutest, loveable, mushy boy he was when he was a pup.

He still has alot to learn in the manners department, likes to jump up and give hugs but still has not figured out not everyone wants hugs, but every day he is getting better.

When Logan sleeps over I have exactly 5 seconds to get up out of bed or he jumps on me. Which I did not mind when he was smaller I could settle him in beside me and steal some cuddles, but its not so much fun now he is bigger and heavier!! But I still love my Logan cuddles, they are the best after a crappy day....

Bad Dog

Zoey wants to tell everyone how bad she is......



She has decided that if left alone for more than 2 seconds outside she should go out to visit the horses in the field and dine on some tasty treats..... and then ignore her mom when she calls her to come back inside but rather sit there shaking until someone comes to carry her back to the house (told you she was a princess)... but not before she walks through every mud puddle on the way out there.....

She was not at all impressed by the bath in the sink.....

Even less impressed that she now has to go out in the kennel when its bathroom time so she does not take off....

Sprocket

This is Sprocket....

He is my foster dog at the moment and is going off to his new home in Edmonton today. I am not fostering right now but poor Sprocket needed somewhere to stay for a few days, and a few days I can handle....or so I thought. Those few days have been very interesting and involved falling in the mud, frozen toes, a bunt from momma goat and a kick from a horse....all of which I was the victim, not Sprocket. Sprocket is part border collie and felt it necessary to herd my goats and horses the other night, not something that they take to kindly. I had to run interference and was wounded in the process. Sprocket is super cute, but I am glad he is off to his new home today....

Sick....

I have come down with some flu/cold virus that I am thinking is pretty close to the plague, going on day 5 so I am hoping it is on it way out. So needless to say I have not been up to blogging but hopefully I will be back at is soon.

The dogs have all been very helpful though and loving the fact that I have been home so much, there is lots of sleeping and cuddling. Now if I could only train them to make me soup and get me a drink from the fridge I would be set....