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Dogs and Rocks (Day Eighty-Five)

February 23, 2011 By Jodi

I am either coming down with something, or my allergies are kicking in; I am not feeling so hot right now so therefore I have no motivation to write.  I wonder how much of this can be attributed to all of the pet sites I keep discovering, it makes me doubt myself and my ideas.  Will I ever become a writer?  Will I be able to share my dog with the world? Do I have the drive and desire to push forward?  These are questions I have for myself that I will need to really to think about, so until I throw in the towel; I write.

Currently my computer is transferring about 2500 pictures from Chet’s computer to mine, once that is done I intend on weeding through them and seeing what I have out there.  In the meantime, I decided to share a couple of pictures with stories.

As I mentioned in an earlier post, Sampson loves to hike.  He listens fairly well, so we allow him off leash.  Back before Delilah joined our pack; we hiked at least once a weekend, if not twice.  We like hiking in the woods and have found a number of places in the area where we can do this.  One of these places is Risley Reservoir.  Sampson likes to run ahead, but he never gets too far, sometimes he runs back to us or sometimes he waits.  In this instance he waited, and this is how we found him:

Life on the Rock...

This next picture is the day that Delilah became a part of our family, notice my red rimmed eyes (it was a day from hell!)  Someday I will write down the story of Delilah and how she came to us, but the short of it is she came from Tennessee via a converted horse trailer.  She was wild from being penned up for so long and she smelled.  Lynn and I managed to give her a bath, which she absolutely hated and then she tore around the house acting like a total menace.  Sampson wouldn’t go near her, and I felt bad because I would have to return her.  I cried the majority of the day.

She looks so sweet right here...

 

Finally while Chet was grilling some food, Sampson and Delilah started to play, I started to cry because I knew then, it would be ok.  The poor thing was so exhausted from the trauma of the previous 24 hours but she was refusing to lay down.  She was sitting up with her eyes closed and her body would start to relax but then she would catch herself, like she was afraid to sleep.  I coaxed her to me and petted and rubbed her until she finally gave in to exhaustion and slept.  I think I probably cried.

Poor baby

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Day Eighty Two – Dog People

February 20, 2011 By Jodi

There are two kinds of people; people who like dogs and “dog people.”  I was always a person who liked dogs, that is until Sampson came along.

I’ve always liked dogs, in fact for almost my entire life I’ve almost always had at least one dog, with the exception of my first dog (Washy) they were dogs.  I never really got “dog people.”

My friend Kim had a yellow lab (Chloe) and I remember Kim telling me a story when Chloe was still a young dog about how Kim got dressed for work and once she was at work she looked down at her good shoes and there were little teeth marks from Chloe chewing on Kim’s shoes and I was horrified!  I couldn’t believe that the dog chewed her shoes and she wasn’t ticked off.  Clearly Kim is a dog person.

My sister is a dog person; once we went to visit her and she had an old comforter that she had thrown on the ground outside for the dogs to lay on while we sat and read.  She decided she wanted to take a nap, so she lay down on that comforter that the dogs had been on, that was covered with dog hair and God knows what else, and she took a nap. Again I was horrified!  I said to Chet, can you believe she laid down on that nasty old blanket?

But then Sampson came into my life and lo and behold, I became a “dog person.”  The dogs sleep on our bed, (Sampson’s sleep number is 35) most of the time I have either no covers, I’m on the edge of the bed or both.  But it doesn’t bother me, because this guy has changed my life.  Luckily for Delilah because if I had Delilah first, I don’t know what I would have done!

The reason I post this is because today while I was vacuuming, I picked up the duster attachment and I noticed little bite marks all over it from Delilah and I smiled.

If you look closely, you can see the little teeth marks.

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Day Seventy Three – It's not about me!

February 11, 2011 By Jodi

One of my facebook friends sent me a link about why blogs fail.  The one and only message was that the blogger talks too much about themselves.  It is never my intent to talk about myself, the goal is to get some interest in a book and get the book published.  My goal is to talk about my dogs, to help other people with their dogs and maybe share some of the joy we all receive from our pets.

That being said, please indulge me just a bit.  I decided about three days ago, that I had the winter doldrums, I was just sick of winter.  Last night at obedience class it seemed like all the dogs that were there were also sick of winter.  Neither Sampson or Delilah really wanted to walk around in a circle and most of the dogs didn’t want to do anything at all.  It is a bit concerning because when you have a dog that is bored, you usually have someone looking for something to do.  Sampson is not prone to “getting” into anything, but Delilah on the other hand is more than willing to be the instigator.  One of the main reasons Delilah came into the household was to give Sampson someone to play with when we weren’t at home.  Sampson however is a couch potato and Delilah gets bored.  This means that everything must be picked up, because it can sit on the floor for a month and she will never touch it, but one day….there she goes and she tore it up.

They go to daycare two days a week (weather permitting) and obedience class once a week, but other than that no exercise!  I’m at a loss as to what to do with them, so I throw it out to you…what are you doing with your dogs to keep them happy this winter?

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jodiHi, my name is Jodi. Thanks for stopping by and checking out my blog! I have all kinds of fun writing about my two crazy pups, Sampson and Delilah. Find out more!

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