My Girls

My girls were up late waiting for Santa. What gives?

Tempers Can Flare During The Holidays

Where's Our Figgy Pudding?

It Snowed This Week!

A rare sight here in southeast Texas but my girls loved it. We didn't have any accumulation as they did on the east side of town but enjoyed the cold snap.

Someone's Been A BAD Girl!

I found the first tree ornament of the season in the yard. My girls are so sneaky. I think they are being good and then behind my back they betrwy me. Devils!

And Someone Think's It's Amusing

Give Me Shelter

My Sable offers Lucy some shade from the rather warm December sun.

Lucy Strikes A Pose

Is this demure enough Mr. Photographer?

Look! I can roll my tongue too.

Wet Dog!

Are You Skeptical Of Others?

Someone Dropped The Ball

A Fun Time At Millie Bush Bark Park

The girls and I enjoyed a rather chilly sunrise at the dog park this morning. Although they aren't jumpers they didn't hesitate to get in the water. They just slowly surrender to it. As much running and swimming they did they will be stuff and slow to move about for the next 24 hours or so.

Lot's Of Kisses

Ahhhh Mondays

Before and After

Before When I got my girls five years ago I had one of those full view glass doors. Soon I realized I didn't want Lucy, my first dog, to stay outside all day nor did I want her to have to stay inside for a 13 plus hour day. So I had to modify the door to put in a pet door and I've never regretted it. When I got Sable, the black lab, she just followed Lucy in and out. I would close them off in this partioned area and they could go outside or stay inside in the cage or by the door.

But they prefer the air conditioning I assure you. At any rate, Sable unlike Lucy was a wood chewer and managed to destroy most of the molding on the door and on the frame. Well Sable has been with me five years this Christmas and I CAN NOT believe it's taken me this long to take the door down and put new molding up and repaint the door. It's been one of those things I've intended to do for some time. Hopefully, she's past the wood chewing stage. After

My Girls:Upclose

Content As A Spectator

Shake It Off Baby

Double Duty

When she's not at her guard post. She's out casting shadows.

Helpful Hint

I've found a lot of so-called helpful hints on line and many seem bogus or at least they don't work for me. But in this case I was very pleased to learn that latex gloves work great at raking up pet hair off carpet (in this case my truck) and upholstery. The most discouraging thing as a pet owner has been keeping things as clean as I once did. I don't think I was neurotic before but maybe. I'm not quite sure. But between dust, I have a pet door and they come in and out a multitude of times a day, and pet hair from my Golden it's easy to be overwhelmed. So I was pleased to learn of this tip and how easy it makes vacuuming now. Try it out and let me know what you think.

If It's Cool Enough

Lucy can rest anywhere.

Meanwhile

While we wait to get a new fence up (the old one was downed by hurricane Ike) Lucy keeps a close eye on the neighbors dog.

Steppin Out

If I had a dollar for every time my girls go in and out this pet door I could bail out a few banks myself.

Cooler Weather Brings Privileges

With the days getting a bit cooler, the girls are riding with me more often as I run errands. The mid day sun is still much too hot for them to be in a parked car for any length of time though. But when I got out of my truck the other day this lady was telling me that it gives dogs cataracts to ride with their head out the window. Damn. Always something or someone raining on my parade. I never get on the freeway at high rates of speed with the window down but driving around Sugar Land less than 50 mph much of the time hopefully is no harm to them.

A Couple Of Nosey Parkers

The girls love this temporary fence. As of yet, they haven't made any attempts to get out but they do love waiting for the neighbors or their dogs to come outside.

Outside Looking In

I had to keep my girls tied out front every once in a while after the hurricane since the back fence was down. I can't say enough how much WE love having a pet door but since there are four yards in a row without fences I can't let them roam free. But I have managed to find the plastic contractor fence for now and it appears to detour them from trying to escape. But why would they want to leave me?

Wish I Could Adopt One

A shelter worker gives a shot to a puppy at an animal shelter established to care for abandoned and stray animals following Hurricane Ike in Galveston. All of the animals arriving at the shelter are photographed to help with locating their owners. Most of the island remains without running water, electricity or gas since the hurricane hit in the early morning hours of September 13.

Why Won't You Let Me Sleep?

Thankfully:My Right Eye Is My Good Eye

Thankfully, my right eye is my best because that is what I use more to watch TV. Since Sable, more often than not, stands just like this watching me watch TV. She creeps me out sometimes.

Whoops! I Think Chesty Is A Democrat

U.S. President George W. Bush and first lady Laura Bush laugh with an unidentified Marine who is in charge of the Marine mascot, Chesty the 13th, after attending the Evening Parade at the Marine Barracks in Washington August 29, 2008.

They're Feeling It:The Dog Days Of Summer

Beggars!

When Did That Happen?

Used to my golden, Lucy, was the first in and out of the water. She also dominated the window when we were taking a ride. Now, more often than not, Sable, my black lab mix, is in the forefront. She is the first in the water and the first one back with the ball. Heck, she used to wouldn't even attempt to swim. She would just stand at the waters edge watching Lucy. She also is in control of the window when in the truck now. Before she would make no attempt to put her nose out the window. Sometimes she lets Lucy up beside her and sometimes she won't budge. I don't know what brought on this shift in behavior? They are both 5 years old this year. However, Sable does out weigh Lucy by 20 pounds making it somewhat easier to push Lucy around in a tight spot. It's strange watching them change before my eyes. Much like watching one's children change I suppose. All I can do is scratch my head and wonder.

Nothing As Fragrant As A Wet Dog