Heart Like a Dog

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

Sunday Sunday….Day Two Hundred Thirty Six

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The dogs are pooped and so is the cat.  My nephew, niece and their daughter came over today and all the activity tuckered them out.

All tuckered out.

I was a bit nervous with the little one (13 months) around the dogs, but I have to tell you, they were awesome.  There were a couple of times where she stepped right on them (once on the tip of Delilah’s tail), and only once when she fell practically on top of Sampson did he growl.

All in all it was a great day, spent with people (and puppies) I love.

Duck Duck Goose…Day Two Hundred Thirty Five

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I thought it was supposed to be cooler today; it wasn’t.

Chet and I had scouted around looking for places for the dogs to go swimming.  I had found an area that was literally around the corner from the house so I brought Chet there this morning.

A woman and her pup were playing near the water, and we chatted for a few minutes.  She told us it was ok for the dogs to go in the water there.  Her pup would run thru the water, but wasn’t swimming.  A flock of geese approached and the dog was so adorable watching the geese and trying to figure out just what the heck they were. I wish I’d had my camera on me.  Oh when will I learn?

The woman kindly told us to watch where we stepped because the area was almost entirely covered with poop!  I knew that could pose a problem with Delilah.

We have a tendency to eat dinner a little on the late side and since we’d had a late lunch, we postponed dinner and took the dogs out right around 6:30.

It was a perfect time to go since we were the only ones on shore, there was one man in a small boat fishing but he really wasn’t that close to us.

Delilah LOVES playing fetch in the water.

Sampson even got in on the swimming action.

Since Sampson is not into the fetching and swimming, Chet took him down below the falls for a little walk.  Delilah thought she was missing out on something and hurried out of the water to see what they were doing.

Daddy, Sampson and Delilah

After they came back up to the area we were playing in, Delilah got in the water and started swimming away.  She totally ignored us and headed out towards the man in the row-boat!  We were calling and calling and she just kept swimming away from us.  I was standing their flummoxed looking at Chet, when finally she turned around and came back.

That tiny little speck that you can barely see in the middle of the picture is Delilah.

We wrapped it up shortly after this escapade.  We decided we would try a different area the next time basically for two reasons.

1) That poop was goose poop.  Now I was game for picking up dog poop, but there is NO WAY I am picking up goose poop!  The entire time I was bringing Delilah in and out, I was shouting “Leave it, leave it!”  Even so, she still got a few. 🙁

2) Look at the picture.

Yeah whatever kind of snake that is, it's too big for my liking!

Let’s hope tomorrow’s swimming area is a bit better!

NO DOGS ALLOWED…Day Two Hundred, Thirty Four

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The United States is being oppressed with a heat wave.  Honestly until yesterday I didn’t think it was all that bad.  Yesterday though was the pits, the air is so thick it feels like you should be swimming in it!

Since it was so hot I thought, let’s skip the walk and take the dogs swimming.  We went to the state-owned boat launch at the local lake which is about an eight minute ride.

Sampson isn’t such a big swimmer.  He went in and laid down for a minute and was fine.  Delilah LOVES the water; she loves to fetch and swim and thoroughly enjoys herself.

I had her on the 30 foot leash, so I can wade out and keep tabs on her.  Once I am comfortable that she isn’t going to swim across the lake, I drop the leash and eventually work myself up to taking her off leash.  I am fully aware of the risks associated with having her drag a leash in the lake and have no problem swimming out to unhook her if peril threatens.

We had only been there a few minutes and she had maybe five or six throw/retrieves when the CT DEEP (Department of Energy and Environmental Protection) Officer pulled us out and told us NO DOGS at the boat launch!

WTF? Seriously?

Me being the good little doobie that I am, grabbed her leash and picked up the camera and her fetch toy.  I heard Chet open his mouth (I cringed a little inside) and heard the officer say, “$75 ticket.”

My inner bitch screamed, “Shut your effin pie hole.”  The one who has control of my mouth said nothing.  Instead we started walking back towards the car.

Apparently Chet wasn’t mouthing off to the guy and thankfully we didn’t get the ticket, instead Chet engaged in about a 10 minute conversation with the guy.  Who ended up telling us how to get around it.

As long as Chet or I are fishing or boating at the boat launch, the dogs can be swimming in the water.   How messed up is that?  It doesn’t make any sense to me.  The dogs can be in the water if we are fishing (with hooks I presume, which pose a potential hazard to hooking your dog.)  If we had a kayak and Chet had paddled out into the middle of the lake, the dogs and I could be on shore swimming.  Or the dogs could be swimming behind the boat.  But no boat + no fishing pole = no dogs.

I am currently working on a car antenna that will double as a fishing pole.  Drive up, unscrew the antenna, tie a plastic hook on the end and viola the dogs get to go swimming!

Follow-up Friday

Oh The Horrors – Update on Ranger:

He is presently in a boarding facility, he was neutered yesterday and will be posted (I am assuming for foster/adoption) this weekend.  Quote “He is enjoying his freedom from a 6×8 room that was cleaned with lysol everyday.”

Good People, A NASCAR Race And A Dog Named Chase – Update:

I think I got a bit of sun burn on the back of my right arm, but all in all I think I have cooled down a bit from that very hot race!

Hooray For Hollywoof – Author’s Note:

I was amazed that one of my readers had the same original thought as to who the Hollywood persona’s would have been for my dogs.

“I think Delilah is like Britney Spears – she went thru a tough time, but w/the right people in her life & the support she needed, she made it through. & the first person who came to mind for Sampson was Hugh Hefner! Classy & fun loving!”

Thanks Michelle!

No matter where you are, try to keep cool.

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