I had the pleasure of Ms. Lillie visiting me on Thursday night while her human parents went to the Panthers/Steelers game. The Steelers did not win so there is really no point in discussing it. Since she is a Resdkins fan, Lillie concurred. We didn’t even watch the game, just checked the score during commercials of whatever we were watching.
Lillie enjoyed our walks (we did not see the Oreo dog from visits past) and she ate well, but she had a bad case of the itchies. I didn’t see any fleas on her (or me) so I hope it is some temporary allergy. Her human brother, Gabe, had a fall from the monkey bars and has a mild concussion, so she was glad to see her human dad and sister, Lexi, come to take her home. Hope you’re feeling better Gabe!
Kenzie and Bourbon’s family headed to the beach Thursday night about the time Lillie left, and I’ve spent the weekend going over there and letting them out and making sure they had food and water.
My new iPod came on Friday, so I took it next door to take pictures while the dogs were outside. I don’t know what it is about dogs and flowers together that I like so much, but I did snap a pic of Bourbon taking some time to smell the flowers.
Kenzie is really cute when she comes back in the house, she stands there and when she sees me reach for the cupboard that has the dog treats she starts doing her twirly happy dance. We had a ferocious thunderstorm last night with thunder so loud and lightning so bright that I surely expected to hear some sound of fear from Dudley’s ashes. Luckily, storms don’t seem to bother neither Bourbon nor Kenzie, but Kenzie didn’t want to go outside in the wet grass to do her “business.” They had done major business before the storm, but when I went over after the storm passed so they could go out before bedtime, she wasn’t having anything to do with it. I did go over early this morning and she seemed very happy to go out into the wet grass.
The last time I was over there, Kenzie tried to take Bourbon’s treat and he snarled at her to tell her to, “back off!” She did and no blood was drawn (unlike Dudley & Zoe, but that’s another story) and by the time I left it was as if nothing had happened. I imagine that is a lesson most humans can take from a dog, get mad, say your piece and get over it!
Amount of time it takes for a dog to “do its business” is directly proportional to outside temperature + suitability of owner’s outerwear. ~Betsy Cañas Garmon, www.wildthymecreative.com