Bixby seems to be officially a dad. Ducks arrived today and he has not left their side. He’s also chased away the cats and Scout from “his” ducks.
I think it’s gonna be a long few months…
I’ll have more deets and photos, video after they get settled.
The face he makes when I forget to give him a piece of my breakfast banana.
“You know I can smell banana on your breath”
Her third (how is that possible?). I would have totally forgotten, but I keep in touch with her brothers and sisters, so someone reminded me. Boy has that bear shrunk over the years (and the scarf, too).
Here she is with her big brother, he’s looking very serious (he hates having his photo taken) Continue reading
We’ve been traveling a lot the past few months and it has just worn them out. Been home a day and they are still snoozing away.
Hopefully, we’ll be able to take it easy for a few weeks.
I’m making Ropa Vieja tomorrow. Post a recipe later. Until then…
I ran across this while looking for a recipe. How was Scout ever this small and how sweet is Bixby?
She’ll be three in November. Time flies.
I can’t believe I posted about Augie below and completely forgot to post about the Beast.
He turned 6 last week.
Looking very dapper in his bowler
This does not seem that long ago:
Also, in case you missed it, there is a fun story behind his bowler hat here.
Happy birthday, Bixby!
They look so concerned…but it’s mostly concern I’m going to be stingy with those treats I’m holding. Photobomb courtesy of Zander. That white bunny was Jake’s and though he’s seen better days, I cannot bring myself to let him go.
We went from 72 degrees yesterday to 22 degrees and snow today. They don’t seem to mind. The pavement was warm enough I won’t need to shovel, so I’m okay with it, too.
Good puppies waiting for their after-bath treats.
As the weather gets warmer, puppies get a bit stinky and the shedding is out of control. So we had puppy bath night.
You may remember Bixby loves his baths.
Scout is not so fond of baths, but she really loves towel time, so she tolerates the bath for the spa-level towel down afterward.
And somehow, after two-years, I finally caught her in full Elvis lip mode. Hound dog indeed.