We are just full of excitement here these days
Synchronized snoring with Scout and Trixie
15 lbs of cuddles with Sully
And finally, Trixie snoozing with Jasper.
She’s doing great after a minor hitch with her spay. She’s back to herself, but for some reason, the ducks want nothing to do with her. This upsets her, so I’m hoping it a short-term rejection.
I’m putting together the ingredients for a bunch of Christmas gifts. I’m doing 8×8 pans of lasagna, toffee and cranberry upside-down cake this year. I was clearly in the mood to cook.
I’ll also post my holiday gift idea favorites over the next few days.
We had our first snow last night, and the pups are cold. I am NOT turning up the heat. LOL
How many Great Danes can you fit on one cushion? Apparently, three, at least.
I’ve been meaning to update you on Jasper for a while. He will have been here three months this coming week. It’s been a riotous three months. He’s a very good boy, but we have had a variety of issues to work out, starting with boundaries, how to keep his huge and very strong front paws to himself, and to stop being selectively deaf when it comes to the word “no.”
He pulls the same look anytime I scold him. He turns on the charm and reminds you that he was once starving and abandoned. I feel like a villain, but remain steadfast in his training. He rewards me by catching on incredibly quickly.
Look at that booty
Scout still feels a bit put upon, but she enjoys romping around the yard with him. He insists on full body contact with her when they sleep and while she tolerates it, she throws me those “why me?” looks from across the room.
It’s impossible to get them all looking at me at once…so here are 2 of them Continue reading
How it began:
How it’s going:
The incredible shrinking panda!
I’ve been keeping a bit of a secret..
This is Jasper, he is six years old. At the time he was relinquished, he was only around 100 lbs.
When I picked him up, his foster mom had him on his way up to 107 lbs. There is a lot to tell you about this sweet boy, but understand, he was not expected. We just seemed to be a perfect fit for him, even if I was very reluctant. He needs a pack, he clearly couldn’t be an only dog, a ranch house seems best and someone who has handled a big, strong Dane before were all needed, and well, that’s us. I took a couple of weeks to give it serious thought while his foster mom evaluated him and made sure he was gaining weight and didn’t have any serious health or behavior problems.
We had a vet visit today, and he’s a chubby 120 lbs after just 10 days here and is getting quite the booty.
Look at this profile. She’s really growing up…well, physically. Mentally she’s all puppy.