Heart Like a Dog

The Good, the Bad, and the Oh My God of living with dogs!

Would You Like Some Coffee With That Chocolate?

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I’ve heard a number of times that dogs are not jealous, but I don’t believe that for a minute.

I’ve seen Sampson snap at another dog that approached while he was being pet.  And I’ve watched Delilah butt and push her way between Sampson and me or Sampson and Hubby when Sampson is getting some lovies.

I’m not really sure what the best way to handle this is (if any of you have any suggestions please let me know) so what I’ve been doing is pushing her away.

Last week  I was sitting on the floor rubbing Sampson, she pushed her way in and I gently pushed her away.  I tried to get her to lie down next to me, but she’s stubborn, that one.  Finally she sat next to me and I continued rubbing Sampson but stroked her as well.

Apparently she got tired of that and decided there was a better spot for her.

2013-01-24_20-04-05_480 She climbed up in Hubby’s lap.

She’s worked her way up to this.  It started out with her just putting her front legs up there and standing while she got attention.  Then one night he encouraged her and she climbed into his lap.  I thought it was a one-time thing, but lately she’s been doing it more and more frequently.

There you have it folks, one of the world’s largest lap dogs.

Well he does like a little something sweet after dinner.  I wonder if I should make him coffee as well?

This is the Monday Mischief Blog Hop hosted by Alfie’s Blog, Snoopy’s Blog, Luna’s Blog and My Brown Newfies.  Many thanks to our hosts.

Hop on and see what other mischief is happening today.

Monday Mischief

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My heart was heavy when we left for our walk yesterday and I was looking forward to just enjoying the nice weather with Sampson and Delilah.

We started out in the field and they got some zoomies on, then the other side of the field was calling them so I headed off in the opposite direction.  They quickly joined me.

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I’ve been avoiding the back portion of the trails as some of them are fairly steep on their own and made even more treacherous with snow and ice on them.  It was a nice spring-like day though, so I opted for the steeper trails to give the dogs a change of smellery.

Delilah was doing super well off-leash until we came to the area close to the rail trail (a very popular walking/jogging/biking trail,) at that point she blew off her recall and ran out onto the trail.

I kept calling her and I started to head down when I realized she was going farther away.  She was very close to having access to 8.5 miles of blazed trails and so I turned around and headed back towards the field.  After about a minute or so (it seemed like 10) she ran back to me and then she was leashed for the rest of the walk.

As we got close to one of the two entrances to the trail, I noticed someone walking in with Tia the GSD on leash,  I called Sampson to me and leashed him up as well.

Delilah’s leash is 15 feet and Sampson’s is just a tad shorter, so maybe 13 feet.  I find it extremely difficult to walk two dogs on leash.

One heads this way, the other heads that way and then they switch. They did this just as we entered one of the trails.

I took my eyes off the trail to look at their leashes and in the process I missed seeing a branch that was sticking out.

I face planted.

Not like last year on New Year’s Eve where I lost my footing and scrambled to keep from falling.

Not like that at all.

One second my left foot hit the branch and the next second my face hit the ground.

It happened that fast.

My left knee, my right wrist and my mouth took the brunt of the fall.

Immediately I tasted blood and using my tongue inspected my teeth to insure I hadn’t loosened or broken any.  When my face displaced the snow, some of it splashed up on my glasses, and both gloves were wet so I couldn’t wipe them off.

When I fell I dropped Sampson’s leash.  The uncaring oaf Thankfully he just stood there staring out into the woods.  Delilah rushed to my side and stuck her face in mine.

Needless to say the walk didn’t accomplish what I’d set out to do, I cried all the way home and am now sporting a fat lip and a bruised wrist.

How was YOUR weekend? 🙂

This is the Monday Mischief Blog Hop, hosted by Alfie’s Blog, Snoopys’ Blog and My Brown Newfies and Luna a Dog’s Life.

Monday Mischief

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Hubby’s alarm goes off during the week at 5:30 am.  He gets up and hops in the shower.  After he’s done showering he gets dressed, kisses me good-bye and heads to the kitchen.

Some mornings both dogs follow him and other mornings it’s just Delilah.  Sampson likes to lie in bed with me and snuggle.  (Well it’s more like I’m trying to snuggle but he wants his ears rubbed.)

My alarm goes off at 6:00 am. Most days I hit the snooze button so I get up about 6:15.  Once I’m up, I head into the kitchen to get the dog’s food ready, after it’s ready I place it in the microwave to help take the chill off it. (We feed raw….more on that in another post.)

After the dog’s food is ready, I go back in my room pick out my clothes and head for the bathroom.  At this stage Sampson is either on the bed or on the couch in the living room.  Delilah is normally on the bed.

If I exit the closet and Delilah is NOT on the bed, that means Mischief.

On rare occasions she brings her treasure into the bedroom, but most days she heads right for the living room rug.

Which is exactly where I found her.

Nom nom

Nom nom

 

It’s the creamer I used when I melted butter for my popcorn the night before.

Apparently I didn't get all the butter out.

Apparently I didn’t get all the butter out.

 

I had left it IN THE SINK.

I was slightly surprised that she carried a heavy creamer to the living room, and very grateful she didn’t drop it on the kitchen floor.  (She could have hurt herself!)

What does your fur baby do that surprises you?

Welcome to the Monday Mischief Blog hop, hosted by Alfie’s Blog, Snoopy’s Blog,  My Brown Newfies and Luna a Dog’s Life.

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