Twenty seven photos and only two weren’t blurry. That tells you everything you need to know about a 6 month old Great Dane puppy. She’s about 77 lbs these days. She is running behind Bixby by a mere 10 lbs since she arrived, which would put her at about 140-145 lbs when she’s full-grown.
She has suddenly decided to be a trouble-maker. I’ve been letting her roam the living room when I’m gone for short periods of time – usually under an hour. That stopped last week when she decided to start eating the windowsill and an extension cord. Until she’s past her chewing phase, she’ll lose a bit of freedom.
She’s completely adorable, regardless – if I scold her, her tail droops – if I yell at her and put her in timeout, she gives me looks like a thirteen year-old who has just been told she can’t wear makeup or date. I can practically hear her thinking, “you’re not my real mom.” No matter what, she’s terribly sweet and we’ll ride out this pre-teen, hormone driven behaviors.
Bixby really, really hates having his photo taken.
If we could make it through the Bixby teen years, we can make it through Scout’s. Speaking of the Big Guy – he’s feeling much better. I’ve started him on an anti-inflammatory for a few days because it sure looks like in addition to his bacterial infection, he has a bruised rib which makes him very cranky (and by cranky, I mean scary-snappy). This also means I can’t let them be outside together because Scout tackles him like a linebacker. The results were almost immediate, so I’m hopeful they’ll be able to play again soon, they miss it.
But for the most part, he is back to his lovable, easy-going self.
I have dinner company for tomorrow and I’m going to make lemon tarts for dessert, so there will be photos and a recipe (that I’m pretty much making up myself based on these lovely tarts I had in Paris), Until then…
She’s entered her silly phase. She has learned “feet check” very quickly, making rainy days like today much easier. She also rings the bell both inside and out to come and go – Bixby refuses to ring the outside bell. Now if I could just convince her that ringing the bell does NOT mean I’m gonna jump immediately. (How many times can one puppy ring a bell in the 3 minutes it takes me to actually stop what I’m doing and let her out…let me count the ways).
That ear. I’ve been trying for a while to get a photo of her unruly ear, but she’s always on the move, so it’s been difficult. I was working at the patio table, which I have blocked off, otherwise I’d never get anything done. Here she is doing her best, “why can’t I sit by you”.
Unruly ears last such a short time, I really enjoy it. I have a whole slew of Bixby ears (here’s one). They generally settle down by about 6-7 months. I miss those ears.
These guys. Love them. We traveled, by car, for 8 hours each way last weekend. They were amazing. And sweet as can be as guests.
Scout is five months and just about out of her 20″ collar. So deceptive because she’s so lanky and her neck long and graceful. She had her first nail trim and was very good. I haven’t gotten a good weight on her since she outgrew the scale here. We’ll get her out to the pet store this week and see how big is big.
This guy. We have our moments – he hates to be told what to do – but he’s a big love and wins over everyone he meets. Can’t believe he’s going to be four in June.
See that look, that says, “I’m contemplating trouble and mischief”, but who could be mad…
Seems we missed National Puppy Day. Well, let me tell you, when you have an actual puppy, it’s not easy to find time to get those photos up. Not to mention most are blurry because the whirlwind of energy that is a puppy rarely stops.
When they do, I’m always hoping the camera is nearby, because any movement on my part will awaken the beasts.
So freakin’ adorable.
Bixby and his crew. Scout is doing great. She’s outgrown the scale here at home, so I’m not sure her weight this week – she was 42 lbs when the vet weighed her last week. She might almost be 50 lbs now. She got her first nail trim this week and did very well.
The ducks have had a couple of great days – it rained last night and they enjoyed wandering around playing in it – and this morning they got to dig around in a very muddy yard. I am happy to see that all the areas above have grass popping up everywhere. I may need to reseed a couple of areas, but off to a good start.
Scout loves her time outside. Bixby will be in snoozing on the couch and she’s happy to be out in the yard, curled up with a stick and contemplating her place in the universe. Or bothering the ducks.
Sometimes I can get them to sit still long enough to photograph together. But I can’t make them not blink at the same time. The vet and I had a discussion about Bixby’s red eye and it seems to be just allergies and irritation, not severe enough to warrant any additional intervention.
I have been swamped with work and now company! As you can see, Scout has found her new best friend. I love it because I have a picture of Bixby and Little D at about the same time, so you can see how both have grown.
Scout is 17 weeks now and I did manage to get photos last week – at 16 weeks – but didn’t get around to posting them. She is no longer cooperating with our milestone Scout and Bear posts.
In case you forgot – here is her first photo shoot. It took me a good 20 shots (thank you burst feature!) to get this one.
Most of them look like this:
I’ll try and get some with her and Bixby today, because that’s the only way to really see her size now. She can still walk under him, but barely. She had her final vet visit which means we can start walking out at the ponds next week. We’ve been pretty confined until she was fully vaccinated. There’s been a big parvo outbreak in our county, so the vet wanted me to be extra cautious.
She has been the sweetest puppy and as much as I wanted Bixby to grow up and get big (face it, I’m a Great Dane person, so I want them full-sized, LOL), I’ve wanted her to to slow down a bit. I’m enjoying her snuggles and when she falls asleep on my shoulder. But there’s no stopping them…
Bixby is the BEST big brother, which is why she’s so easy, I’m sure. He sure holds my heart….