Baxter and Lucy love to play with one another. It is constant. All day. The only time play stops is when I force them to separate or when they are just too tired to keep on playing.
When they go outside, I have to separate them else they forget what they are out there to do.
Don't think Baxter is the instigator. Lucy can dish it out. Sometimes, he'll be sitting quietly on one side of my lap and she'll be on the other, when she suddenly decides that he needs to have his face chewed upon.
They go back and forth.
"Stop touching me."
"You stop touching me."
"You're on my side."
"Get away from me."
"Gimme!"
"No! It's mine."
"You meanie!"
"I know you are, but what am I?"
"THAT'S IT! YOU TWO NEED TO SEPARATE!"
Friday, January 30, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Empty Boxes
Many, many years ago, a friend made an analogy about personal satisfaction. He said imagine that every person has 1000 emotional boxes that need to be filled each day in order to be satisfied. Some of those boxes are filled by family, some by friends, some by hobbies, some by work, some by lovers, some by pets, etc. One person or one thing in life just isn't enough to fill all the boxes. Only a variety of emotional stimuli can completely fill all the boxes.
It's an analogy that I have been relating to all this time. Personally, I think I have become a more well-rounded person because of it. I dabble in an assortment of activities as anyone who reads this blog can corroborate. Generally, my boxes have been full. That is until my Sydney died.
When she left, felt all of my boxes drain. It was a tidal wave of despair. My grief was as if I had been wrapped in a blanket of painful emptiness. It lasted for several days. Even now, I periodically get choked up and sob.
Knowing that she was deteriorating, we brought Baxter into our family. I thought he would help keep her company and perhaps bring life to her as she did to my previous dog. Baxter didn't do much for Sydney, but he did bring many days of joy and play to Annabelle before she died.
Annabelle died while my husband was visiting family in California. Two dogs in such a short time. Can this place harbor any more negative experiences???
My husband was wrecked by Annabelle's death. He still grieves for her.
With Annabelle gone, we were down to two dogs; Jake and Baxter. Having had three for such a long time, two felt incomplete.
Baxter is a good dog and I love him. Unfortunately, some of my boxes remained empty.
Then, last Sunday, my husband picked me up from work and explained that the little female schnauzer that had been at the pet store for the last 5 weeks was STILL there. That cinched it.
The very next day, we went into the store. I asked for the schnauzer and told the lady to get the paperwork ready, Lucy was coming home. AND, she was coming home wearing a pink collar with bling, bling rhinestones!
She is precious! I LOVE HER!
The next morning, I went to the puppy store and purchased a name tag. Her tag has rhinestones, of course. As the weather has been cold and icy, she had to have a sweater. Pink, naturally. I found the perfect pink sweater for her and it fit her as if it had been specially made for her. As there was no price tag on the sweater, I causally inquired, thinking $18 would be an acceptable price. My guess was no where near the retail price of FIFTY-FOUR DOLLARS!
Well, no way was I going to pay that kind of money for a dog sweater that she will grow out of in 3 weeks. But, ma'am, it's 100% cashmere.
WHAT!?! I don't have a cashmere sweater and the last sweater I bought for myself was less than $20.
So, a bit of bargaining and super shopper points later, Lucy has a pink rhinestone collar with a rhinestone encrusted name tag and a pink cashmere sweater.
Baxter loves her. Jake prefers being left alone. Lucy loves Baxter. My husband loves Lucy.
And the best part of all....my boxes runneth over.
She is soooooo pretty. I just LOVE her!
Trust me, Lucy is very feisty and can easily give as good as she gets. She is top dog in her mind and isn't afraid to put Baxter in his place. She has no problem taking the toys away from him or muscling him away from the food bowl. My lap is the one thing that he claims priority over. So, as long as I snuggle with him and remind him that he is my big boy, he does fine.
Notice the name tag.
It's an analogy that I have been relating to all this time. Personally, I think I have become a more well-rounded person because of it. I dabble in an assortment of activities as anyone who reads this blog can corroborate. Generally, my boxes have been full. That is until my Sydney died.
When she left, felt all of my boxes drain. It was a tidal wave of despair. My grief was as if I had been wrapped in a blanket of painful emptiness. It lasted for several days. Even now, I periodically get choked up and sob.
Knowing that she was deteriorating, we brought Baxter into our family. I thought he would help keep her company and perhaps bring life to her as she did to my previous dog. Baxter didn't do much for Sydney, but he did bring many days of joy and play to Annabelle before she died.
Annabelle died while my husband was visiting family in California. Two dogs in such a short time. Can this place harbor any more negative experiences???
My husband was wrecked by Annabelle's death. He still grieves for her.
With Annabelle gone, we were down to two dogs; Jake and Baxter. Having had three for such a long time, two felt incomplete.
Baxter is a good dog and I love him. Unfortunately, some of my boxes remained empty.
Then, last Sunday, my husband picked me up from work and explained that the little female schnauzer that had been at the pet store for the last 5 weeks was STILL there. That cinched it.
The very next day, we went into the store. I asked for the schnauzer and told the lady to get the paperwork ready, Lucy was coming home. AND, she was coming home wearing a pink collar with bling, bling rhinestones!
She is precious! I LOVE HER!
The next morning, I went to the puppy store and purchased a name tag. Her tag has rhinestones, of course. As the weather has been cold and icy, she had to have a sweater. Pink, naturally. I found the perfect pink sweater for her and it fit her as if it had been specially made for her. As there was no price tag on the sweater, I causally inquired, thinking $18 would be an acceptable price. My guess was no where near the retail price of FIFTY-FOUR DOLLARS!
Well, no way was I going to pay that kind of money for a dog sweater that she will grow out of in 3 weeks. But, ma'am, it's 100% cashmere.
WHAT!?! I don't have a cashmere sweater and the last sweater I bought for myself was less than $20.
So, a bit of bargaining and super shopper points later, Lucy has a pink rhinestone collar with a rhinestone encrusted name tag and a pink cashmere sweater.
Baxter loves her. Jake prefers being left alone. Lucy loves Baxter. My husband loves Lucy.
And the best part of all....my boxes runneth over.
She is soooooo pretty. I just LOVE her!
Trust me, Lucy is very feisty and can easily give as good as she gets. She is top dog in her mind and isn't afraid to put Baxter in his place. She has no problem taking the toys away from him or muscling him away from the food bowl. My lap is the one thing that he claims priority over. So, as long as I snuggle with him and remind him that he is my big boy, he does fine.
Notice the name tag.
Friday, January 02, 2009
Big Grins
The weather has been absolutely wonderful; perfect for being outside with horses. So, that's what I've been doing this week.
My students were sick last week and were unable to attend lessons. It was just as well because last week, the weather was cold and wet. Completely yuck.
This week has been in the 50's and 60's and sunny. Perfect!
The girls had greatly improved on there ground skills and for the most part, are more comfortable on Kadance's back. She is a big horse and the girls are little. It is a long, long way to the ground for them. No major wrecks yet. They each have been taught emergency dismount. Luckily, they haven't had to execute the maneuver for real, only practice. Kadance has been a wonderful lesson horse. She is extremely patient and willing to cooperate with what is being asked of her. Of course, only from the girls. When the trainer, Ellen, or I ask, she sometimes shakes her head in defiance. Then, when asked to actually put forth some effort and shift into a higher gear, one above molasses, she periodically protests. My horse is much more Whoa than Go.
She was in good spirits this week.
My students were sick last week and were unable to attend lessons. It was just as well because last week, the weather was cold and wet. Completely yuck.
This week has been in the 50's and 60's and sunny. Perfect!
The girls had greatly improved on there ground skills and for the most part, are more comfortable on Kadance's back. She is a big horse and the girls are little. It is a long, long way to the ground for them. No major wrecks yet. They each have been taught emergency dismount. Luckily, they haven't had to execute the maneuver for real, only practice. Kadance has been a wonderful lesson horse. She is extremely patient and willing to cooperate with what is being asked of her. Of course, only from the girls. When the trainer, Ellen, or I ask, she sometimes shakes her head in defiance. Then, when asked to actually put forth some effort and shift into a higher gear, one above molasses, she periodically protests. My horse is much more Whoa than Go.
She was in good spirits this week.
Baxter Had Too Much Christmas
This was Baxter's first Christmas. He wasn't quite sure about all the activities. When I brought out the Christmas wrapping paper, he became confused. Jake, however, knew about Christmas and searched for his presents under the tree. One of the presents had catnip in it. Baxter loves catnip. He was very interested in that package. It wasn't until Santa came that the awesomest awesome presents showed up. Jake and Annabelle made hast and eagerly went for their presents. Baxter wasn't too sure, but when told it was okay, he shredded the wrapping paper and got down to business.
After we unwrapped our presents, we packed the car and drove north to Smithville, MO, to spend Christmas with the Parsley's. All the excitement was taken in stride by Jake and Annabelle. Baxter was operating at full capacity until he just couldn't take it anymore.
After we unwrapped our presents, we packed the car and drove north to Smithville, MO, to spend Christmas with the Parsley's. All the excitement was taken in stride by Jake and Annabelle. Baxter was operating at full capacity until he just couldn't take it anymore.
Last Photo of Annabelle
Big girl Annabelle went to Heaven. Her body just gave up. I was with her when she passed. She was a good dog. Jake and Baxter both still look for her.
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