That look you see there is what happens when I put Scout in timeout for chasing the ducks and then drag her out for a photo shoot. I was working on the recipe post earlier and I saw Maddie running past the window, wings out and booking it across the yard…and then she ran back the other way. NOT. GOOD. I went out and stopped Scout from chasing her. And then…time out. She was not amused.
Finally had our vet visit – the vet had the flu so that delayed him for quite some time – and she was 26.5 last week, today I weighed her and she was…32 lbs. So you can tell, sleep is important around here. Also one of the few times I can get good photos.
That is the table. Nothing is safe now.
This is what they do all day. Bixby is back to his very happy self. And it wears Scout out most days, so even though she gets into everything…it’s short lived trouble because she needs her naps.
I have more photos I’ll post tomorrow. Until then…
Kids were playing soccer in the street. Scout was happily watching and Bixby seemed to be keeping an eye on her. Later I caught them playing “the floor is lava” (at least that’s what I assumed as they jumped from furniture to furniture without touching the floor). Bixby has no clue he’s not a tiny puppy.
Scout cannot get enough of Lucas. She sits on my lap and watches and wags her tail. I can’t with all the cuteness!
This little girl loves her heat. I guess I can’t blame her. The vet was here on Thursday and she weighed in at 26.6 lbs, but she is all legs and ribs. There’s not an ounce of fat on her to keep her warm. Even with her cute little jacket, the mornings have been too cold for her.
She has started complaining loudly when she’s cold and the heat is not emanating from her favorite vent. If whining doesn’t get her what she wants…well then she’ll issue a sharp bark and give me a look that clearly means I’m failing at my obligations.
Unbelievably, Scout is 12 weeks old. As a comparison, here is Bixby at week 12. Scout is a slender 25.6 lbs. Bixby was a very solid 30 lbs. She’s not that far behind him, but I swear where he was all muscle and chest, she’s all leg and a skinny-minnie.
She’s really come into her own. She trots around the house (sounding nothing like a puppy and more like a herd of Danes, with those big feet of hers) confident of wherever she is going. We are, knock-on-wood, fully potty trained, with just a few incidents when she waits too long to ask to go out. And very close to ringing the bell.
She LOVES to be outside and will stay outside even when Bixby has come back in. She finds a spot in the sun, grabs a stick and happily lays around watching her ducks. She has learned not to chase the ducks, BUT, she often walks over to them and sniffs around them – looking at me like, “what, I’m not bothering them, I’m just over here sniffing stuff” – definitely pushing the limits wherever she can.
She has come to realize that the front of the house is much different than her backyard and if she can go out the front door, adventures await. When we go out the front yard, we walk on our leash or go in the car to fun places. I will often find her perched on the couch, looking out, waiting for her next adventure.
Leash training is going well, but we are limited because our vet came down with the flu and 12 week shots have been delayed. So we are content with walking around our block.
She is a good girl.
I don’t normally dress up my animals – maybe the occasional bunny ears or reindeer antlers – but when Bailey came to live with us, she was so underweight and it was so cold, I went to Goodwill and bought her a small woman’s sweatshirt, cut the arms off and voilà she was warm when she was outside.
Enter little Scout (who btw now weighs 21 lbs). She started sitting at the backdoor, shivering miserably every morning while I took care of the ducks, so I decided it was time to do something about it. Last night we went to Goodwill again and I found two toddler sweaters for the extravagant total of $1.50. This is the first one. She’ll outgrow it in a week, the next one is a size bigger.
And yes, I think she looks adorable. She’s not thrilled about it, but she also didn’t sit at the door, instead followed me around while I did the morning “duck chores”.
Scout is growing and growing. Don’t take my word for it, check out our first Bear photo shoot here.
She continues to be adorable. Bixby has been so patient with her. No matter how much she climbs, bites and antagonizes him, he gently corrects or redirects her.
Having him around has made things so much easier. He will distract her when she is bothering the cats, entertains her when I’m trying to get things done. And she follows him around and clearly idolizes him. It all works for me.
Had a fun photo shoot today…