Today would have marked our baby girl’s 12th birthday! In our house, D-Day meant Dixie Day and we celebrated all things Dixie. Hard to believe she’s been gone a little over a year. Miss her every day.
Sorry I was MIA last week – I was busy taking care of my mom and shirked my blogging duties. She broke her toe and apparently, taking care of her does not involve stepping on it. Sheesh, I was only trying to make sure it healed straight!
Last weekend I got to meet the Jen(n)s. They came to see me before mom took off with them to have a girls weekend while dad, Mobes and I had a boys weekend.
The weather is getting pretty hot so I’ve been staying inside a lot. I still like to go outside to be the fun police when Moby is playing in the yard, but I don’t stay out long.
What do you do to stay cool in the summer? With my double coat and smooshed nose, I can use all the advice you can give!
Thank you for your concern about my whereabouts. Being the
King Pug of the House is a much harder job that I let on. Sometimes I just don’t have enough hours in the week to get my message out to the masses.
I’ve been practicing riding my new scooter (thanks, Cameron!). Right now, Mom and Dad won’t let me take it out of the yard, but I’m sure that I’ll be cruising around the island picking up the ladies in no time!
Add in all the treat testing, Moby bossing, TV watching and lap warming, a Pug stays pretty darn busy!
Stay tuned for next week, when I give you a flash back to what I was like as a young pup! Until then, have a great week and weekend!
I told Boney that several followers were upset that he hasn’t been writing lately. This is what he told me.
Translation for those of you who don’t speak dog:
Look, I’ve had things to do – treats to eat, naps to take and Moby to boss around. But don’t worry, Wordy Wednesday’s will be back starting tomorrow!
We’ve been on a bit of a hiatus lately and I apologize for that! We’ve been planning (and taking) some trips and they became the priority for a while.
Last weekend, we left Moby and Boney in the comfort of our home while we headed to Asheville, NC for a weekend of fun! Grandma came over to check on them, feed them and make sure they had lots of treats while we were away (Thanks, Grandma!).
We got to Asheville early Friday afternoon and made a quick stop at the gun range for Joe to check in – he was there for the North Carolina State Silhouette Championship. Then we got back in the car and went to see our friends, Erin,Greg and Petunia (you may remember that Greg and Erin watched Moby shortly after we got him and had a trip planned). They recently moved to Asheville, so we had a place to stay and our very own guides!
Friday afternoon, Joe, Erin and I headed to Pisgah National Forest to hike to John’s Rock. We underestimated the time and effort it would take us, and ended up hiking for 2.5 hours. The views at the top were totally worth it though. The pictures are nice, but don’t do it justice.
After the hike, we were able to eat the calories burned (and then some!) at an amazing restaurant called Nine Mile, just down the road from their house.
On Saturday, Joe got up early to head to his competition and Erin, Greg and I headed to the French Broad for a rafting trip. The weather was a bit chilly in the morning, but once on the river, the sun came out and it ended up being a beautiful day. We rafted about 9 miles on the river and went over some good rapids! We had a great time, but were cold, wet and exhausted by the time we got home. Joe won 2nd in his division (AAA) on Saturday, so he was pretty happy too!
Petunia was happy to have us all home after we had been gone for the day as well.
After a quick nap by all, we ventured downtown for some drinks at a few local places and dinner at Farm Burger.
Sunday was another early rise day for Joe as he headed to the second day of his competition. Erin and I took it easy and left for Dupont State Forest mid morning. There is a combination of gravel service roads and trails and we took in both in order to see as much as we could (including 4 waterfalls!). A couple of the waterfalls were drier than normal and we were able to get up pretty close to them.
We would have spent all day at DuPont hiking, but had to get back to Asheville to go for a PubCycle tour!
After the pubcycle we ate dinner at Tupelo Honey Cafe – if you are ever near one of these, we both highly recommend it. The food was phenomenal and our service was the best we’ve had in a while! And after that, we went to the Moonshine Bar to try out some craft cocktails.
Monday morning came too soon. We went to Biscuithead for breakfast and then packed up and said goodbye. There is so much to experience in Asheville, we can’t wait to go back!
After a 6 hour drive home, we were excited to see our boys and relax with them!
Do you sleep with your dogs? We never used to.
When Brutus got sick, we let him sleep with us because he had to go outside a lot at night. Boney and Dixie still slept in their crates.
Then Dixie got sick and we let her sleep with us and we felt bad that Boney had to sleep alone, so he slept with us too.
Moby was crate trained at his foster home and we bought a crate for him, but we wanted him to feel comfortable with us (and his crate is HUGE) so we decided to let him sleep with us. For a while, Moby AND Boney slept with us.
Generally, there are both good sleepers – Moby only wakes up a few times a night and want to either get out from under the covers or get back under the covers. Boney sleeps pretty soundly until Moby starts to walk around – and then Boney is up for the day. Doesn’t matter if it’s 1:00 am or 4:00 am. So, Boney started sleeping in his crate again and Moby sleeps with us.
Moby and I usually go to bed before Dad – I’m one of those weirdo’s that gets up at 5 am, so I need to go to bed between 8 and 9 to function to be able to function the next day. When dad comes to bed, Moby and I are usually cuddled under the covers. He has his own pillow in the middle of the bed, but often opts to share mine.
I can’t tell you the last time I slept through the night without being woken up by a paw or nose, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Do you sleep with your dog(s)?
If it looks like a stick, smells like a stick, and acts like a stick, it’s a stick. Or at least that’s Moby’s interpretation of the situation.
Our backyard is geared towards having a place to relax for us and a place to play for the dogs. It’s shady and hard to grow grass, so on one half the of the yard our “grass” is actually weeds (FYI…weeks require way more mowing than actual grass!). On the other side of the yard, we have pine straw down. If we didn’t, it’d be pure dirt because for some reason, even weeds don’t really like to grow over there.
We have a few beds with some plants in them, but one in particular has not done well.
On the left is grass of some sort. Next to it, Rosemary. In the middle is a Philodendron (we call him Phil), on the the right is a Crinum Lily (we call her Carla). In the front, we’ve had a variety of plants over the last few years – most recently Lantana. What’s left of the Lantana is shown below.
Yeah – hard to see, right? (The one on the right is camouflaged by all the clover!) That’s because of the above – if it looks like a stick, acts like a stick and smells like a stick, it’s a stick. And Moby LOVES sticks. So, one dying branch by one dying branch, our lantana has become nothing but an actual stick.
So, we set out to ACE Garden Center to get some new plants. We went looking for more lantana. Then it occurred to me – maybe we should check to see if it’s toxic to dogs since Moby likes it. Guess what? It is. Good news – it’s mainly the berries that can make them sick and Moby only cares about the branches. He hasn’t been sick yet, but we didn’t really want to test it out. So, we started looking at some other things and of course, everything we liked was on the list of what wasn’t okay. We never had an issue with Brutus, Dixie or Boney eating things, but Moby is a big fan of anything that he can carry or chew on in the back yard (including things that aren’t plants).
We ended up going with some boring ferns (but haven’t gotten around to planting them yet). Our search continues for a regional shade plant with color that isn’t toxic to the hungry hungry hippo aka Moby.
I guess it’s something I just have to deal with. I know that Mom likes it when I’m clean (she’s kind of a freak about having a clean house). And I get to have TWO car rides (one there and one back home) and sometimes I even get to go to her office after my bath! So, I guess it’s not so bad! Thanks, Aunt Betsy for making me super clean! If you are local, I highly recommend my Aunt Betsy for baths or haircuts. She’s been doing it a super long time (longer than I’ve been alive!) and she’s been voted the Best Dog Groomer on St. Simons every year for the past 6 years by Elegant Island Living readers.
We’ve been out of our routine for a while and it’s affected all of us. Most of us do better when our lives have a routine. Moby is one of those.
As you know from the last blog (two weeks ago – sorry!), we had a great visit with the foster parents, Moby got hurt, and Moby passed his CGC. Because Moby pulled a back muscle, he wasn’t allowed to jump up for a week. So he and I slept on the air mattress.
Then I went to Minnesota for a few days. We thought he was better (he was acting better) but he had an episode in bed and airsnapped at bed. So, we extended his medicine and he slept in the living room until I got back from my trip and then we slept on the air mattress together again. Sounds great, right?
Nope. Moby is not keen on the air mattress. It makes him nervous. He’s fine sleeping on it, but during the day, he wants to stay as far away from it as possible. The only reason dad didn’t sleep on the air mattress with Moby was because when he tried to put it up, Moby tucked tail, ran outside and wouldn’t come back in.
When Moby gets out of his routine, he gets more nervous than usual. Because he had almost 3 weeks of no solid routine, he was definitely a little “off” the last few days. Moby doesn’t like to be cornered or feel like there’s no way out. Yet he constantly puts himself in those positions.
This weekend, the boys had an incident. Moby jammed himself under a chair in order to be pet. Boney approached. Moby gave the lip and soft growl. Boney didn’t take head. Next? Air snap. Boney wasn’t retreating. No one got hurt – unless you count Boney slamming himself into the piano leg and having a red face for a while. Boney is easy enough to pick up in order to diffuse the situation. The hard part is – I was across the room and saw it happen before I could even get there to diffuse it before it started. Boney doesn’t know how to properly read signals and Moby doesn’t realize he shouldn’t trap himself to start with.
Routine helps with our normalcy. Last night, we got to sleep in the bed for the first time in 2 weeks. We had our normal bed time. Today had our normal wake up time, breakfast and our normal length walk. Time to get back to routine. It makes everyone happier and healthier.
All too often we’re afraid to write about the “bad” things that happen in our lives. I can’t be upset about what happened – I just have to look at it as two siblings that are having a fight. “Mom, he’s touching me!” For the most part, the boys get along great and enjoy snuggling with their parents on the couch together. We’re normal and things like this happen to everyone. The most important thing is that you can deal with it, move past it and not let it get you down.
I had a three day weekend that started on Thursday night when I graduated from the Intermediate Obedience class. That meant that I was ready to take my Canine Good Citizen test! Shortly after we got home for class, Foster Mom and Dad showed up!
I was so excited to see both of them, I just didn’t know what to do with myself! It was pretty late, so we snuggled and caught up on what ‘s been happening with them.
Friday morning Mom and Foster Mom took me for a walk before Mom, Foster Mom and Foster Dad went to Savannah for the day. Since they’ve never been here before they wanted to see some of the sights. I spent the day relaxing at home and when they got back we snuggled some more. I even mustered up ALL my braves and slept in their bed with them!
Saturday morning, Mom and Foster Mom went garage saling, while Dad and Foster Dad went to the gun range. That gave me some down time before in the morning to rest and relax for my big party on Saturday night. When Mom and Foster Mom got back, Foster Mom and I played ball in the back yard! It was so much fun!! Then came time for my party. I was really excited at first, but then I got kind of tired and didn’t really want to socialize (Sorry, Mrs. Newberry – I really do like you!!)I spent some time relaxing by myself in the bedroom and came out a little bit later after things had calmed down a little bit. More snuggles and treats!
Sunday was a big day – my CGC test was at 4:00. Mom and Dad took Foster Mom and Dad and showed them the sights of St. Simons and Jekyll Island, while I stayed home to rest up for my test. They saw the Avenue of the Oaks, the Lighthouse, Bloody Marsh, Driftwood Beach and the Jekyll Historic District. Then they came home and Mom and Foster Mom took me to my test. Guess what? I passed!!! I’m now officially a Canine Good Citizen. Thanks to all my friends and family that have helped me work on my Manners and Braves over the past 2 years. Who would have thought that I would be able to to accomplish this! Mom said that we might take a little break from classes, but that we are definitely not done! There’s always something new for me to learn.
After class, we came home and Mom and Dad took Foster Mom and Dad back out to go meet Allie, and finish seeing the sights of St. Simons. Then they came home and guess what?!? More snuggles and treats!
Foster Mom and Dad are headed home. I’m so glad I got to see them after all this time! I was a little worried at first that they had come to take me back to Kansas City, but then I realized that they just wanted to come visit me. As grateful as I am for everything Foster Mom and Dad have done for me, I can’t imagine life without Forever Mom and Dad (and Boney)!
This morning, Mom took me to the vet, because it’s apparent that I hurt my back some time during the weekend. Last night I was pretty sore and didn’t want to jump up for snuggles, so everyone came to my level. When it came time for bed, I had a hard time getting in and I whimpered a lot at night. Then this morning it hurt to go out the dog door. Turns out, I threw out my back at some point (I wiggled instead of waggled!), so now I’m on an anti-inflammatory pain med and have been told that there will be no running or jumping and I can only go on very short walks for a week! Mom can’t believe I felt that bad and still passed my test yesterday – but I knew she was stressed about it and I didn’t want to disappoint her! So, my week will be pretty boring with not a lot going on for fun and games. Just lots of snuggles on the floor. I guess that will do