Saturday in New Hampshire was a pretty chill day for the dogs.  My sister and I had things to do, my brother-in-law had to work a half day, so Sampson and Delilah were left at home with Chet and my sister’s dogs.

Delilah, Gordy (in the back) Sampson, Bandit and J.D.

Chet did get the dogs outside into the nice big field so they could run around for  a little bit.  I was nervous that Delilah would take off, so anytime she went outside I made sure she had the beeping/vibrating collar on, but she really did phenomenally well.  She responded to us every time!!

I felt kind of bad that the dogs were stuck in the house, so Sunday I suggested taking them swimming.  We piled into our respective cars and headed to Moore Reservoir.  There were two couples with their dogs at the beach area, but we found a spot in between them where the dogs could swim.  Neither one of their dogs were swimming so it wasn’t a huge issue.  We had Delilah on a 30 foot leash because her vibrating collar is not waterproof, after a few minutes of really wanting to go greet one of the dogs, she settled in.

We started a game of fetch with the dogs by throwing some sticks in the water, the big swimmers were Delilah, Gordon and Bandit.  Sampson swam a bit but was really content to walk in the water.  J.D. doesn’t like to swim.

Initially we had Delilah on the leash; then I began letting the leash go and allowing her to swim with it on.  My brother-in-law advised us to be cautious with this as her leash could get caught on something along the bottom; while Chet and I were prepared to swim in order to save our baby I decided I would take her off leash.

Delilah and Gordon were the ones who played the longest.  Gordon is a greedy boy and doesn’t like to share sticks.  Whenever one of us would throw a stick,  there was always a chance that Gordon would get there first.  Delilah is the dog that never says never; she was determined to bring in the stick.

I thought after an hour of swimming, the dogs would sleep great last night, but alas they are like their mother and don’t sleep well when they aren’t in their own beds.  Delilah was up shortly after five this morning, I let her out and went back to bed but she was persistent and rousted me from bed right around seven.

All too soon our weekend was over and it was time to pack up and head home.  We stopped once for gas and once to let the dogs out for a potty break and stretch, but there were no complaints getting back in the car.  I think they were anxious to head home.

Are we there yet?

I was sitting on the couch, we had just finished dinner and I was contemplating what I was going to blog about today, when my topic was handed to me, with a knock at the door. (Okay, it was really the doorbell but that just didn’t flow.)

We all peeked out the window to see a young lady standing on our door step.

I said to Chet, “Do you want me to handle this?”

He replied, “Yes.”

The young lady (Rachel) standing on our doorstep, was soliciting donations for the Clean Water Action group.  (Incidentally, Clean Water Action group is currently in a facebook competition, so if you could go and like this page it would be awesome!)

While I was filling out my name and contact information, Rachel said, “That’s a cute dog you have there.”

“Thank you” I said. (Like I actually had something to do with his good looks.) “Actually there are two of them.”

Yes, there they were sitting like very good dogs at the top of the stairs.

Whenever someone comes to our door, we always try to have the dogs sit and wait.  They really struggle when it is someone they know and love (try getting through our door when you are loved by our dogs!) But if Chet is in charge, they usually sit.

I then poked my head in the door to see if Sampson could come down and say hello.  As soon as I said his name, his body was already in motion.  Naturally monkey see, monkey do, so Delilah came too.

The important thing to me, is that they waited until they were allowed to greet our visitor.