Happy Bday!
Today we celebrate Ben, who turns 11! When I brought home this lively 8-week old pup, I thought I was ready for everything. Ha! He showed me! One of the greatest gifts that Ben brought me was patience, and a constant remember to slow down and take time to smell the roses. Everyday this dog warms my heart golden. Happy Birthday to my best boy!
I dug up a few journal entries to share from Ben's "Puppy Ben" website from 1998. Enjoy the antics of vintage Ben!
Week ending July 4,1998
Weight: 8.2 lbs
My First Week: My first night in my new home was a long one. I cried for an hour. But I have my own little hideaway. My crate is comfortable, and I have a warm red blanket and lots of fun toys to play with. My sheepskin bone is my favorite. It squeaks when I bite it and it makes me all excited!
New Neighbors: Within a few days, I met Jazz, a German Shepherd puppy, two weeks older than me, and Blue, a huge 11 month old Mastiff "puppy," and finally, Hoby, a 7 year old West Highland Terrier. And they're my neighbors! I'll always have playmates!
Nickname: My person makes fun of me sometimes and calls me "devil dog." Cuz' when I play and roll over, the whites of my eyes show and my lips pull back to show my sharp lil puppy fangs!
Week ending July 18,1998
Weight: 11.9 lbs
Good Puppy: I walked into my crate all by myself to go to sleep for the night!
Curious Object: Jezebel, the sheep, is really neat. I'm still kind of scared to go up to her. The last time I tried, she tried to head butt me from the other side of the fence! What was that about?!
Unpleasant Experience: I had to go to the vet this week cuz' I felt sick. I didn't feel like eating, and when I did I would spit up everything. It turns out that I ate something bad and it upset my tummy! Whatever it was I ate, I hope I don't eat it again!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Hey hey, it's my birthday!
Monday, March 30, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
Business and happy fun snowtimes
Happy fun snowtimes
We got a late winter snow earlier this week that gave us about 7.5 inches of pure fun. (It's always nice to get one good snowfall that sticks around for more than 3 days... around here that's a rarity!) I love my dogs in the snow... they get happy and perky... and act with wild abandon. Leaping, hopping, pouncing.
In the middle of the snowstorm at about 130am, I took the dogs out for a walk. I had Molls off-leash and Ben was dragging an old lead. I love the sound of the snow falling. If you listen carefully you can hear it. No cars. At that moment, few other noises than the jingling of dog tags and the hushed snowfall can be heard. Peaceful. Quiet.
That serenity, however, was punctuated by my happy perky dogs... you know, the ones acting with wild abandon in the snow. Leaping. Hopping. Pouncing. Barking. At 2am in the morning. They were chasing each other through the untouched snow, barking and snarling. A lot. I mean a lot more than a typical sunny daytime fun run. Happy perky excited by snow kind of barking. Molly barking at me to throw something. Frisbee... Ohhh wait. Snow? Snowbaaall!!! Throw me a snowball! Pul-eeeasssse! And Ben barking at Molly barking at me. My attempts to quiet them were only partially successful, perhaps because I was laughing at their antics and snow covered faces. I think we got home before the neighbors felt inclined to do something about our wee hours of the morning insubordination. It was fun though. When all my neighbors were out shoveling the snow during actual waking hours, I did apologize but it turns out they didn't hear a peep. Yay for us!
Bye-bye happy fun snowtimes. Thanks for a good visit. See ya next winter!
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Cold temps, cuddly dogs
Because a post without a pic is not much fun, let Ben entertain ya. Here he is with his sleepy grin.
The other night as temps outside hovered below freezing, I was indoors, watchin’ TV, nestled in my plush electric throw. Molly was snoring in her donut bed. Ben was laying on the floor, his back against the length of the sofa. I let out a big ol’ exaggerated yawn and stretched out my legs and arms. Within seconds, Molly awoke and did her best imitation of my yawn (scarily... very human sounding), and hopped up on the sofa and plopped herself into a neat little pile next to me. Ben stirred, looked over at Molly and stood up, did his stretches – first front legs, then back legs one at a time, and jumped on the sofa to join me. Ben nestled right up against my side, blinked at me and gingerly rested his head on my lap and let out a big deep sigh. My heart warmed. I’m just lovin’ up these dogs!
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Greetings to all...
Greetings to all this Christmas Eve! Ben is all settled and cozy, can’t wait to get busy dreaming of all the goodstuffs under the tree... Idling to the time where he can tear into those double-wrapped gift packs of bully sticks. In case you were wondering where Molly has been, she has been hiding from the Santa hat. I attempted to get a photo of her donning the seasonal accoutrement without looking absolutely horrified and miserable, but was wholly unsuccessful. This one could be interpreted in a few ways:
"If I must suffer through this I ain’t gonna make it pretty" OR
"If you flash that light thingy at me one more time..."
Rest assured, as soon as the hat came off and the light flashy thingy went away, Molly was in good spirits again, doing her happy laps around the living room. So in the spirit of happy, I wish ya'll and your furry critters Happy Holidays from all of us at dogzoomies!
