Puppy Love ❤

Life around here has been eventful to say the least.  It all began with one word....

Easton

This was a sunny day in March when we brought him home from  Hopes Haven.  He wasted no time in stealing our hearts.  He was so little then, not even eight pounds.  Such a sweet baby!

At first, I reverted back to feeling like a first time mom.  I worried about everything...and I mean everything.  Was he getting enough sleep, was he getting too much sleep, was he eating enough, was he drinking enough, did he have to go potty, does he have to go potty again?

It was easier and calmer then...he didn't take long to turn into a little bundle of energy.

Now he is a toddler.  A 50+ pound toddler.  Thank God his puppy teeth are gone!  He quickly decided we are his personal chew toys and we should like it!  Who needs toys when you have five people who taste so good?  Yes, we have a lot to teach him!

But look at this face....he didn't do it!

I'm Your Huckleberry

Pill Popping Puppy is 15 years old today!!! 

To celebrate his birthday I thought it would be fun to play a game...

"I'm Your Huckleberry"

Name the person who said it and you know what Pill Popping Puppy's name is...
(for those of you who already know his name, you can't play!  Sorry!  Consolation: if you know his name he loves you and would like you to come over so he can shed on you!)

Mama Don't Do Ants

It has been an eventful morning.  After finally ripping myself off my mattress, I decended to the first floor and stumbled, eyes at half mast, to the kitchen to make myself some strong coffee only to discover my kitchen had been invaded...invaded by ants...

Mama don't do ants.

Suddenly, I was VERY awake...I saw red, my head spun around at least 10 times and fire shot out of my eyes...it was quite a sight!  After I got my head to stop spinning and the smoke detector stopped ringing...I retrieved the Raid and sprayed every inch of my kitchen.  Next, I had to wipe down every surface with a hot as I could stand it wet rag.

As one would imagine I was very cranky and I didn't feel like getting out of my cranky mood...until...

Live-In #2 & Live-In #3 came down for breakfast, tip-toeing around the kitchen so they wouldn't have to witness any head spinning.  As they ate their breakfast I listened to their conversation and could not help but smile...

Apparently there are some substitute teachers out there with some very bad smelling breath - even mints can't help some of these poor souls.  Oh, and guess what day potatoes are afraid of...Friday.  And last, but not least - today is Pill Popping Puppy's 15th birthday!  Live-In #2 suggested we buy him something special to which I replied I will buy him some pain pills for his birthday...he will like those.

Feeling much better now, but then again...I am not in my kitchen at the moment.

Snow Day

We were promised a snow storm like that of which we have not seen in two years...not only that, the weatherman has been talking about it non stop for almost a week.  At first I was a non-believer, I have lived in this city all of my life and when it comes to snow...the weatherman gets it wrong a lot.  But after having it beat into my head over and over and over, I too became a believer and began planning for at least a day with my live-ins.

I rented a movie we were going to watch together...

We were going to have popcorn...

But alas, the predicted seven inches of snow quickly changed to a trace to 1" when the weatherman's predictions failed to transpire yesterday in the late afternoon.

Today we have a two hour delay...not a school is closed...but a two hour delay.  Which for me means 'your morning will be non existent'.  So instead of watching movies...we are...

Live-In #2 is snuggling in his bed a little longer...

Live-In #3 is snuggling under a blanket watching TV and playing legos...

Live-In #1 is getting ready for school, cause her 2 hours is almost up!

Pill Poppy Puppy is sleeping...

Oh, that's right...he is always sleeping!

And me - I am dreading the drive to Live-In #1's school...I don't like to drive in the snow whether it be 7" or a trace - BUT it sure is pretty to look at!

Pill Popping Puppy

Man's Best Friend is a phrase that comes to mind when I think of a description for dogs.  However, in my house I have referred to our dog as a Juvenile Delinquent, Sweet Baby Puppy, Running Fool, Hairy Monster, Pisser, Howley Howler and most recently a Pill Popping Puppy!

My Pill Popping Puppy is a Siberian Huskey - the most beautiful breed in my accurate...ah hem...humble opinion.  This beautiful animal came into our lives one day when My Lover and I went to the mall to buy me a new pair of shoes and came home with my beautiful, naughty, heart thieving puppy. 



My Lover, Heart Thieving Puppy & I


After we brought our puppy home, My Lover decided to do a little research on the breed...Uh oh, we discovered we were in trouble.  This breed is strong willed, naughty little Running Fools- this is why they need to be so cute - its to get them through their first 10 years as a Juvenile Delinquent...not to mention the fact that he is a giant hair ball creating Hairy Monster!



He'd have you believe he is innocent...but he is really naughty!




He is in his juvenile delinquent years here...
Howling away, he's telling anyone that will listen that his leash is torture...
He wanted to RUN!



My Pill Popping Puppy is now just shy (2 1/2 weeks) of 15 years old.  Yes, it's true.  I am sure this information explains the pill popping...  My Sweet Baby Puppy takes pills twice a day...every day.  And he knows when it is pill popping time.  My Howley Howler does just that, howls at me.  He is VERY insistant...he's quite the Pisser about it.

He is also very insistent on eating with us on nights we have Beef.  He LOVES beef and since he has such good table manners...we oblige.

Yes, I love my Pill Popping, Slightly Senile, Afraid of the Wind, Doesn't Like Water Puppy!



This photo was taken not long after he turned 14 - he is chaneling his inner Juvenile Delinquent - shortly thereafter he stole a hamburger from an unsuspecting child...

  


Who wouldn't love this Hairy Monster???
Yes, that is a beef bone between his front paws.

 

I love my Sweet Baby Puppy!