Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Wordless Wednesday: Clean slate


Welp, back to repurposing the buckeye stump as our weekly birthday photo prop. I had to have The Husband take the chain saw to it to give us a clean slate, so to speak.  Funny thing that the chalkboard markers don't wash off the tree stump. Didn't say anything about that on the package.

And there's some sort of post-apocalyptic vibe about this photo. Do you feel it too?

Holly's ruffled fur and the rustic, damaged backdrop beg for a back story. Her intensely focused eyes have that hungry I could eat that look.  True that, as there be a dog cookie suspended nearby to hold her attention, as witnessed by the reflection in her deep brown orbs.

Speaking of, did you know that, if left to their own resources, a dog would eat sawdust?

It's my daily fiber, says Micron.

Spit it out, says I.
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Sunday, September 21, 2014

One degree off the normal scale

I have every intention of eating these sticks.
When I declare my dog as one degree off the normal scale of things, most times I get an askance look of skepticism.

Aw, c'mon, is the usual response. Only one degree?

Well, I gotta say, he is one of a kind, the mighty Micron.

We all think our dogs are unique, don't we?  And of course, you're right in this observation because really, who knows your dog better than you?

Nobody, that's who.

We live with these critters and by going through the circadian rhythm of eating, walkies and evening cuddle time, we get to know every nuance and behavior of our canine companions. So that if they should do something a bit off point, we find ourselves surprised at the change in behavior.

And it's the same for The Mighty. This dog has been part of my life for nearly five years now. We welcomed him in our home in November 2009 as an eight week old cotton ball and, except for three months in Advanced Training at Canine Companions for Independence, he's been hanging around here eating my food, napping in the office, and generally leaving dog hair all over the place.

I think we both know each other fairly well by now. Both of with secrets about the other that we'll never tell. That's a partnership, people.

To recognize Micron's impending birthday this week (he turns five on Tuesday), we'll share with you five Micron-isms that can only be this one awesome dog o'mine.

1. Micron does this wink thing. 


Hey girl. You must be my backyard
because I'm really digging you.
What a flirt with this one-eyed Hey Ladies slow wink he does.

As a puppy, I would insist our veterinarian put on her special microscope glasses to inspect his root-beer orbs. A rogue eyelash? Some foreign object adrift in there? No, she says. I actually have no idea.

Still today, he winks at me. I wink back. And he returns the wink.

Back and again we go. It just never gets old.

This behavior reminds me of the empathy game we did for Dognition last fall, which involved an experiment to see if Micron could "catch" a yawn from me.

Spoiler alert ... he didn't.

But this winking thing we've got going on is a whole nuther animal, so to speak.

I pretend it's code for I love you. 

Because, you know, if it is I don't want to not say it back.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Wordless Wednesday: Holly's stumped

Raising a Super Dog

Well, you know what they say around here.

When life hands you a lemon, you add a lime or two and make yourself a nice, chilled Sangria.

And then you sit on the patio and make a toast to the memory of your favorite Buckeye tree.

[sniffle] I loved that stupid tree.

We knew the buckeye was a goner after the trunk split from windstorm damage back in July.

And The Husband took the chainsaw to the rest of it. Right down to the nub.

Anyhoo, nothing to do about it but make a photo op outa the thing.

In lieu of the blackboard this week, we gotcha Holly stumping her twenty six week birthday announcement.






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Sunday, September 14, 2014

Six Month Interview

It was on this day, two years ago, that the world welcomed eight new yellow packages of puppy goodness.

And our hearts melted at the sight of them.


Remember this? We spent the next eight weeks watching them on the Eukanuba Livestream as the tiny critters opened their eyes and ears to brand new experiences. Then in a blink, they were off to their puppy raisers for socialization and training for the next eighteen months.

This past May, our Extraordinary E's - Emma, Everett, Ella, Elmo, Euka II, Emily, Ethan, and Eliza - returned to Canine Companions for Independence to enter the Advanced Training program to learn the ways of being highly trained Assistance Dogs.

Euka II ready for
Advanced Training at CCI
When we were nearing the end of our volunteer puppy adventures with Miss Euka, I sat her down for a James Lipton-esque interview. Using those familiar ten interview questions offered up by Mr. Lipton, we got a inside view of our little polar bear celebrity.

Of course we know that Miss Euka needs to focus on her education and so is not available for a follow-up interview on today, her second birthday. There'll be time for all that later after training has been completed and her destiny determined.

No worries, y'all. Holly has stepped up and said she'd be glad to talk about herself with you instead. You see, she has a birthday coming as well.

The Hero litter, born on March 18 this year, will be six months old on Thursday.

So lessee here ... in dog years, the Heros are something around seven years old.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Wordless Wednesday: Temptations



Holly poses for her weekly shot at the scene of Micron's misadventures.

She is doing a fine job of turning her head away from the delights found in one's patio herb garden. No noshing upon the cherry tomatoes or jalapeno peppers.

Sure, it helps that Micron ate them all already.

Still, some credit is due here. She didn't even look for anything to roll around in her mouth.

Growing up, y'all.

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Sunday, September 7, 2014

Garden Salsa

Do you know why I pulled you over? asked the Dayton City cop.

The Husband doesn't respond at first to those least favorite eight words of the wayfarer. He's focused on going through the preliminaries of getting out his license.

Well, continues the City's Finest. To tell you the truth, I normally wouldn't have bothered with someone just a couple miles over the speed limit like you were. But since you passed me, I just can't let it go.

And that's it. A matter of maintaining street cred. We're moving down a four lane road, this section of State Route 35, and we actually did pass this cop just as he charged. Guilty and guilty, can't deny it.

We drove away a few minutes later with a well-rehearsed tongue lashing, not suffering ticket for our trouble. But we didn't tell him about the precious cargo in the enclosed bed of our Chevy S-10 truck. Enough delay already.

Because we're on our way to the only emergency veterinary clinic in the Miami Valley area.

This all came to happen a few years ago with Jack the Wonder Dog. Our impulsive, garbage overturning, dead bird eating friend. I had come home from work to find our young dog nearly unresponsive on the kitchen floor.

A panicked call to the vet's office (His gums are white? He's gone into shock; get him to the emergency clinic) and we wrapped the big guy in blankets and carried him to the truck for the trek across town.

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