Oh look at these pictures!  Doesn’t that precious little puppy look so  cute, sweet and innocent there with the kids?  Like such a calm little bundle of joy?  Ok, well, now don’t get me wrong, she is cute and sweet SOMETIMES.  Mostly when she has exhausted herself by the end of the day and lays limp and lifeless on my lap!

This is basically her day –

Wake up and whine until someone lets her out of the kennel (usually at 6:00 a.m., which is fine on weekdays, but weekends?  Sheesh!)

Go out and go potty, then come in and eat a few pieces of dog food.

Decide people food smells better than dog food, so she leaves most of her food and runs around the kitchen searching for crumbs and whatever anyone might drop of the floor.

Doesn’t find much food so she decides to eat the dog food after all!

Then it is cat chasing/chewing time.  Our big black cat Max hasn’t much tolerance for her so she doesn’t bug him too much, but her and our yellow tabby, Jasper, go the rounds off and on all day.  They chew on each other and roll each other around on the floor.  I don’t understand why they seem to enjoy it.  Both of them spend most of their “play” time yowling, crying or yipping in pain!

The rest of her day is spent with her other obsessions.

1.  Food:  Searching for some scrap of food she thinks you may have dropped, some food you are eating she thinks you might give to her, or some food residue left on your fingers she thinks she can lick off.  She acts like she is starving, and really she is not.  She has a little butterball tummy!

2.  Chewing:  Chewing everything she can get her teeth on!  Dillan has a book about a little black puppy called Chewie Louie.  Chewie Louie chews up everything and basically destroys the house until he finally isn’t a puppy anymore and starts to play fetch.  Well, lets just say I hope Gypsy learns to fetch soon or no one will have any socks, shoes, electronic cords, or anything left!  I am exaggerating a little here, but we have had to learn to close all our bedroom doors and not leave anything on the floor or where she can reach.

Then there is the potty training.  I am so glad we have all tile and hardwood floors because everything I have read about how it is difficult to potty train a Yorkie seems to be true.  I think we are mostly to blame for this and need to be more vigilant with her.

When she does fall asleep next to me or Dave or on our laps on the couch at night I remember that the puppy stage will be gone someday (hopefully!).

So is it worth it you ask?  Yes!  She has brought joy, fun and love into our home.  She has wiggled her way into our hearts and we love her.  Of course we love all our animals and now she is a part of that!

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Harley

September 15, 2008

We’ve been thinking about our old Harley-dog a lot this summer.  There were a couple of times we wondered if he was going to make it through the winter.  We worry a lot about the upcoming winter and how well he’ll do.  He turned 14 years old this March.  We’ve had him longer than we’ve had our children!  He has been much loved and a great hunting dog for Dave.  He’s been doing really good this summer, with the exception of one scare where he fell in the neighbors ditch and it was too muddy and slick for him to get out.  The problem is with his back legs.  They just are so stiff and don’t have as much strength in them as they used to.  So if he falls he struggles to get back up which isn’t a problem on normal dry ground.  But on the snow, ice or mud this is really hard for him. 

Anyway… I couldn’t find him that night and he usually doesn’t go far especially around meal time.  We were going around to the neighbors and everywhere, and I finally walked out to the very back of our yard near the neighbors field.  It was almost dark and I saw a shape in the ditch.  It scared me because I worried that he’d drowned!  But he was just sitting there in the water because he couldn’t climb up the ditch bank.  I almost didn’t see him and I hate to even think what would have happened had he sat in the freezing ditch water all night long (shiver).  I just don’t want to see him go like that.  I just want to go out to his bed in the garage one morning and see that he passed away peacefully in his sleep.  I don’t want to think about his health getting bad enough to have to put him to sleep!  I just want him to go all on his own when it’s his time.  So, for now we’ll love him and take care of him and hope he has a good winter.  For all our concerns he still gets spunky once in awhile which makes me laugh and lets us know he’s a happy dog and has led a good long life.  There’ll never be another like him!

Kitty Cats

June 19, 2008

 

This is one of our cats.  Max is big and all black with long hair.  He is so funny! Dave says he is just dumb, and I just say it’s his personality.  He has this wide-eyed look that makes him appear to be surprised all the time.  He has a sauntering lah-dee-dah kind of walk that makes me laugh.  His tail flicks back and forth like some uncoordinated dancer with a boa. 

 Jasper is our playful tiger.  (I’ll post a picture of him later.  I haven’t taken any since the computer crashed.)  He loves everyone and likes to have lots of attention.  He even loves Dave who keeps denying that he likes cats, but secretly he really likes Jasper.  Jasper is just good-natured and doesn’t usually get that cat-moody, don’t pet me attitude. 

We enjoy our cats so much I don’t know what we would do without them as part of our family.