We got a puppy. I have been wanting a Basset Hound for as long as I can remember. Maybe even longer than that. Well… We finally got one.
She’s 9 weeks old. I’m starting to wonder why… maybe we fell off our meds. I’m now having to potty train another dog when it’s cold outside. Oh, it snowed yesterday. And I’m having to potty train a dog. The last couple of dogs I’ve had to do this to, just so happens it was this time of year. What were we thinking? UGH! (more…)
Dogs are about the most loyal companion you will find. Sadly, my Mother-in-law last her’s last night. So technically Santa brought Cowgirl to Tbug when she was 3 or 4 (Tbug was 3 or 4 not Cowgirl), but this dog was my MIL’s dog. She lived with my MIL. My MIL spoiled her rotten. And even though my MIL always claimed that was Tbug’s dog… we all secretly knew that that was Memaw’s dog.
Memaw was torn up. She told hubby that was her best friend. She couldn’t bury her so hubby and I went over to bury Cowgirl for her. Hubby nor Memaw could call and tell Tbug so I volunteered. Some days it is rough being the adult. I’m not really sure if it even affected Tbug. I couldn’t tell via the phone. I offered to come pick her up so she could help us, but her mom said that she had bball practice and couldn’t come.
Then the next task is explaining to a toddler what happened. Have I mentioned it’s rough being an adult, especially the parent. Dogs though, they’re the best and remember All Dogs Go To Heaven because they’re so great.
I googled it. It says it is correct: Bye Week but could be by week or it could be bi week. So you call it what you want but know I’m talking about the off week that the Chiefs didn’t have to play because they were sitting second seed!
What what? or Woot woot if you prefer 😁.
So unfortunately Grady wound up back in the hospital due to his surgery before Christmas. Jared and hubby conjured up a scheme that we were going to go sit in his hospital room with him and watch the Dolphins Steelers game and the New York Green Bay game on Sunday, but he was able to “break out” on Saturday night so we changed our plans and decided to make lunch and go to their house to watch the games. One was at noon and the other at 3:30. The game plan was to make a day of it 😀.
The game plan for the meal (yes, I keep saying game plan, going with the scheme of the day….) was chicken wings because why not? Hubby made some of his “famous” salsa and the wings and carrots/celery and as a last minute thought, No Bake Cookies!
Since summer time is upon us, I wanted to give you swimming lessons via Sisco. So you can’t see it but you’re supposed to slap your paw against the water, then bite it. Next you come out of the water, shake, and jump right back in. Now that you know how to swim, enjoy your summer :).
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| This is Devil Dawg, not Mudflap…. |
As we were pulling out of the driveway this morning I looked down at my phone and it said I had 26 minutes to my parents house and that traffic was clear. I laughed and joked that we go to my parents house a lot on Sunday’s I guess.
If you don’t have an iPhone, it has some feature about it that picks up on patterns that you normally do and tells you how traffic is for that particular commute. Oh… and we weren’t headed to my parents house this morning.
Hubby said that the other day he was talking to my dad. My dad mentioned that he looked down at his phone the other day and it told him what traffic was like to the feed store. Dad started laughing and asked if hubby and I were playing tricks on him. But no, every Saturday is feed store day.
Mudflap used to tell dad it was Saturday and time for the feed store. Mudflap recently passed away though… so now it is dad’s phone that tells him it is time to go to the feed store. I can sure tell you the horses will be happy to have dad receiving reminders ;).
Oooooo I wonder if we travel on a trip if it’ll say he has to go like 136 miles (or some random number) to get to the feed store.
On facebook there are many different groups you can be a member of, MANY! So I signed up on a couple of the give and take groups around the area and now I get notifications. Yesterday while I was making Chicken and Noodles for Sunday Night Dinner I jumped on my phone to check facebook (my MIL had baby girl asleep so I didn’t know what to do with myself). I got a notification that a gal I’m friends with on facebook posted in a group Basset Hound Puppies for sale, $20. WAIT, WHAT? I’ve always wanted a Basset Hound so I showed hubby and he told me to contact her. an hour later… we had our newest family member. Now I’m off to clean his dog crate and hopefully get him to quit howling at me. Btw, he needs a name!
Prior to baby girl being born, I had a tendency to walk the driveway. If I had the dogs on a leash we’d leave the driveway, otherwise we’d stay in the driveway.
After baby girl was born there were a couple times she’d cry and cry and I couldn’t figure out what was wrong so I’d take her outside and we’d walk the driveway. She absolutely LOVES walks.
The other night she told me that she thought the dogs were starting to look a little chunky.
I think that was her way of saying we needed to go on a walk.
She absolutely loves the sights….
but her favorite is when Dale’s cows are up. Sadly they haven’t been in a few weeks. She really likes the cows.
But she was happy that we went on our walk. Like I said, she loves her nightly walks.
Plus we gotta keep the pooches slim and trim! 🙂
Oh goodness…. So much has happened this weekend I’m not even sure where to start. I could start with Friday night which I actually am not sure I remember… oh wait, it’s coming back to me. We went to see TB play baseball. Or I could start with Saturday and one of the best baby showers I’ve been to! or how about the maternity photos we worked on or the outtakes which are hilarious… Or the fact that we ate dinner with my parents Saturday night and I was soooooo tired I almost fell asleep while eating.
I say though, let’s look at Sunday, first :). Sunday Tbug, hubby and I woke up late (which was nice) went to the store and eventually lunch. Lunch is important! Then we came home and were told to meet my dad because it was time to go pick up our new puppy.
Say what? a new puppy? Yup, We got a new puppy. He’s a baby too. He’ll be 6 weeks on Wednesday! Puppy! to the max.
Meet Hank
Oh wait, you mean you can’t tell which one is Hank from this picture? No, probably not… lol. So Hank is a full blood brother (but younger litter of puppies) to Devil Dawggie and he’s a son of Mudflap!!
So let me try to help you distinguish which one is Hank. The pink arrow is pointing at him. Does that help any? Maybe, maybe not. I’ll tell you, this is how we picked him out. Off this picture! The night that we got to choose him, my parents went to pick him out because hubby and I were with Tbug working on her scuba diving certification.
Not mine, she’s still cookin! 🙂
Nope, we have 2 colts on the ground. One was born last Wednesday and the other was born Saturday. The one out of Sis is a Colt and the one out of Freckles is a filly. Colt = male, filly = female 🙂
Since Greg named last years baby Colonel, he decided he was going to name this one Ronald (as in Ronald McDonald since Colonel Sanders…). Dad’s been calling him Ronnie.
I’m not sure what we’re calling the filly yet. No one has informed me… lol since usually I don’t get to name them 🙂
We were there Saturday morning to check out the newest addition and then it was time for dad to go to the feed store. The dogs LOVE going to the feed store. I’m fairly certain that Mudflap counts days in his head between truck rides so he knows when his next one is, no joke!
Saturday afternoon we had to go pick up a load of Alfalfa hay. When we got home I am not allowed to help (which is a weird feeling!) and so I sat down on the ground to take pictures and got bombarded by dogs. Then Tulsa decided Mudflap needed a kiss I guess… lol.
Perfect timing but I really claim she’s sticking her tongue out at me. Next thing I knew she was totally in my face :). I just love these dogs!
That right there is usually my job, feed to the hay elevator or feed to the person feeding the hay elevator….
I do my best to stay out of the loft, especially in the summer because there is NO AIR FLOW and it’s hot. Saturday it was like 60’s so it was perfect weather for this!
And that was all she wrote!
