Elise's DNA results are in! She's quite the mutt with no Labrador to be found. Siberian Husky/Chow Chow/American Staffordshire Terrier/Golden Retriever/Mixed Hound-Companion-Terrier. She's even more complex than we thought!
Poor Piper 💔 she has what might be a insect bite on her foot (her foot is swollen and one of her toes is sticking out 😔) so it's cone of shame time for the next week...but despite how she looks in this picture she's actually in good spirits and seems unfazed by the cone!
Today we have done absolutely nothing. After the failed attempt to videoing our training we just took it easy the rest of the day. The boys has gotten raw bones and will probably have a clicker session later tonight. But I slept in for the first time in very long. Colt is so used to that we get up 7am so he does it on weekends too and then I can't sleep again, so I took a long well deserved nap in the afternoon. Still don't know how to best film our training in the garden, but we will rent the indoor training hall so he can get better introduced to tunnels and hopefully I can film then. (Någon som bor här nära och vill hyra västbohallen med oss nästa vecka? 😇)
can i talk about how fucking important this dog is to me? the last time i saw him was in nov of '13, the day after my drunken, manic mother kicked me out in a snow storm. within the mess of losing trust and respect for the one family member i thought was ever on my side, i was distraught in realizing i was about to leave the state without properly saying goodbye to the single most important being to me in wisconsin. i had to stop by the house, after all my other stops to close my bank account, to cancel all the bills in my name, i knew i had to stop one last time and say goodbye to this dog.
for a long time after leaving, i had nightmares of replaying that day, mostly replaying leaving him. he knew that was the last time we would see each other. he knew it was the last time I would hold him, kiss him, tell him i love him and how much of a good boy he is. i could see it all over his face, he is so smart.
even now, after all this time, there isn't a day that goes by that i don't have a passing thought about him. i miss his fluffy butt so much.
I have been wanting dreamy white, cloud-like bedding for a while now. I see all these gorgeous photos of pups (sometimes raccoons) in pristine houses lounging on cloud puffs and beige furniture, not a hair out of place or piece of dirt in sight. And then there’s my home and my boys in all their glory. For those of you that pick furniture based on how dog hair/paw prints will mesh with the fabric, use sheets as makeshift couch covers, shrug your shoulders when getting into a bed adorned with dirt, drool, leaves, and sometimes questionable mystery smears, I’m with you. My boys are the dirtiest little mutts there could possibly be and I wouldn’t have it any other way ❤️ #whatevermakesthemhappy#theyhadfun#idontneedanythingelse#reallife
This is Owen’s newest and youngest little friend, Kiwi. @1smallkiwi 😍 (and also 😭😭😭😭😭) Her mom, Annika, adopted her this past weekend. Annika — the girl who will drive from Newport to Los Angeles to hike with dogs that don’t belong to her or drive that far just to meet Owen’s sister at OHD. ❤️ I couldn’t think of a better mama for little Kiwi! 🙌🏼 She brought her to meet Owen, Rocco, and Andy today (after a 3 mike walk/run in the morning.) 💪🏼 P.S. I almost fainted multiple times during this play date bc the cute was too much for me to handle. 💀 #1smallkiwipls