Sunday, February 27, 2011

One Year Anniversary!

Today is our one year anniversary of this blog.


Looking back, Nora thinks the blog was a much better idea than the 2 dogs we acquired this year.  I disagree, all were fabulous ideas.

Thanks for reading!

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Dexter is a hot mess...

Usually, of all three pets, Dexter is the most sane.  Chloe is still in her awkward puppy stages, and Nora is a typical cat that vacillates between sleeping all day, and racing around the house at the speed of light.  Dex tends to be pretty calm, and just kind of chills most of the time.

So, imagine my surprise when I walked down the stairs yesterday to see him sitting in his crate with his blanket on his nose.  And I do not mean he had is draped around his nose, oh no.  He had chewed a hole in it, and had pushed his nose through the hole.  I went upstairs to grab my phone to take a pic for Hubby, and by the time I returned downstairs, this is what I saw.

This is my dog Dexter.  Wearing his blanket.  As a dress.  FACEPALM.

Dexter had wriggled his body through the hole, until he was wearing the blanket as a a dress.

What a hot mess.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Winter's last hurrah?

Last night and early into the morning this morning, we got a terrible snow storm.  It took Hubby 5 hours to get home from work, when it normally takes less than 1.5 hours.  He did not even make it in to work today, so you know what that means?

Snow day!!!  And how do you celebrate a snow day? By playing in the snow of course!


The snow was about up to Dexter's chest, and he was bounding all around.  He loved every second!


Chloe was less impressed, as the snow was, no joke, over her head.  Plus Dex kept rolling her in the snow.  I am not sure who looked cuter, Chloe all covered in snow, or Hubby in his Pen jammie pants.


We did not stay out long, as little doggies get cold pretty quick, but Dexter packed plenty of enjoyment into the 5 minutes or so that we were out.  Chloe, well, she just wanted a towel.

Monday, February 21, 2011

What a difference a year makes!

Yesterday was the one year anniversary of the day we brought Dexter home!

This was him last February:

And this is him now:

Happy Adoption Day Dexter, we love you buddy!

Sunday, February 20, 2011

A Weinerful Weekend

Hello friends!  I just wanted to say I am feeling much better, my tail bone is starting to heal, and I had a great weekend!

Friday, Chloe had her final distemper vaccine.  She is up to 4 pounds, and did wonderfully at the vet.  Just like her brother did, she earned her name tag by being so brave through the shots.
dog tag

Of course, the ladies at the vet, and the vet himself, fauned all over her, and declared her perfect.  I was quick to point out how sassy she can be, but that I adore her regardless.

All weekend, the doggies have been so happy to see us; when we leave the house it breaks their hearts, and when we return, they shower us with love.

I think they are just happy to see me feeling better.  I am convinced they know something is just not right.

See how much love the give me?  I would not have it any other way.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Healing Dogs, by Dexter and Chloe

So sorry that we have been gone so long friends!  Life has been so busy at our house!  We spent some time watching football with Dad, chasing Nora our kitty sister, and of course loving all over Mommy.

And Mommy can really use the extra love right now, because she has an ouchie.  On her, um, rump.

"I ASSure you, it is no laughing matter"
Last weekend, Mommy and Daddy were being all mushy and lovey, celebrating something called valley times day, what ever that is.  Anywhoser, we wanted in on the love.  We had lots of love and kisses to give them both, so we decided to raise a big stink.  We fussed and fussed and FUSSED until shortly before midnight, Dad came down to take us outside.

But we had other plans.  I, Dexter, waited for Dad to open my crate, and took off upstairs to find Mommy so I could kiss kiss kiss her.  And I, Chloe, sat in my crate making sad eyes so Dad would take me upstairs too.  It worked like a charm.
Who could resist this?
We got in a few minutes of snuggles, before we were carried downstairs.  And that is when the trouble happened.  Mommy had taken her glasses off already, since she was ready for bed, so she did not bother to put them back on.  She simply scooped me, Dexter, into her arms, and down the stairs we headed.

Suddenly, Nora ran by us, and Mommy missed a step.  Next thing I know, down we went.  Mommy fell right on something called her tail bone, which is funny because she does not have a tail.  But we were all so scared.       Dad put us both to bed, and helped Mommy up.  He got her some medicine and she put this warm thing on her bum.  But ever since then, Mommy is not as happy as she usually is, and sometimes, she makes funny faces when she moves, and she says OW a lot.  Dad assures us she will heal, it is just a very bad bruise, but we have to give Mommy extra love.  He says we are her healing dogs.

So, whenever we get a chance, Dexter sneaks upstairs to check on Mommy, and Chloe makes the sad face so Dad will take her up too, since she is too small to climb stairs.
"No one's looking, I am heading upstairs to find Mom".

Please keep Mommy and her ouchie in your thoughts, and rest assured, we  will keep giving her lots of healing love and kisses.


Dexter and Chloe