I can't remember who took this picture (the big one at the top), because we were both working with the same camera - it could have been me and it could have been my sister. Both of us are likely to lay claim to it for the rest of our lives, so this is my one and only admission that it may be Kathy's.
Either way, it's special. It would make a beautiful painting, but there's no need to paint it because it's perfect the way it is.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
pUpdate
Little Gem had to go back to the hospital for a couple of days, but she's doing awesomely well now and will be discharged today to do more growing!
Gillmore is the sweetest little dog ever. He's so sweet that I've been letting him sleep at the bottom of the bed. Not on top of the bed, either, but under the covers. He likes to snuggle with our feet, and he only comes out when he needs to go pee. On car-rides, he jumps onto my shoulders and stays there until we reach our destination.
Both puppies have potential forever families, and we are very happy about that. Especially Don, who has been developing a worried look. He knows when I'm falling in love with a puppy!
Gillmore is the sweetest little dog ever. He's so sweet that I've been letting him sleep at the bottom of the bed. Not on top of the bed, either, but under the covers. He likes to snuggle with our feet, and he only comes out when he needs to go pee. On car-rides, he jumps onto my shoulders and stays there until we reach our destination.
Both puppies have potential forever families, and we are very happy about that. Especially Don, who has been developing a worried look. He knows when I'm falling in love with a puppy!
Gillmore fits in where he can!
This started with Don watching sports. Then Gem climbed up onto his arm for a nap (Don does not snuggle puppies). Then Gillmore decided he needed a nap too, but there was no room left on Don's arm... except for Gillmore's little chin!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
All about Gem (Pocket) and Gillmore (Rocket)
All right, these two have to be the cutest little things ever. We call them Pocket (because she loves to sit in places like pockets to watch the world go by) and Rocket (because he can climb onto the couch using his claws (just like a cat) and when he wants down he rockets himself off with no hesitation.The little girl, Gem-Pocket, is still recovering from her airplane ride, but in between naps she's a fiery little thing. Gillmore-Rocket always wants to play, so he runs madly in circles around her. She puts up with it until he actually touches her, and then she gives him a bark and a snap and he scuttles away.
They will be difficult to part with. They're not like real dogs at all. Pocket likes to snuggle with my daughter, Jessica, either sleeping or watching the goings-on around her. Rocket likes to hang out in the crate by my desk, but whenever I get up and walk away I can hear his little paws behind me. They both shiver a lot, so their little jackets only come off at night.
They sleep together in a crate and are quiet all night. Once they're bigger and stronger (well, once Pocket is bigger and stronger) we'll separate them to prepare for adoption. For the time being, we're trying to fatten Pocket up so that Jack the Cat doesn't conclude that she's a mouse.
Ginny says ...
"I will speak to you once I have identified your species. Until then, think of me as your Queen."
A Conversation
Gem (aka Pocket): "You sure don't look like a dog."Buddybear: "I'm not supposed to look like a dog, because I'm a bear. You on the other hand ..."
Monday, May 10, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Resistance was Futile
And who can blame me? Look at that little face!
I did well for five days after the last of Maggie's litter was disbursed, and while I was painting walls I thought I might have had enough fostering. I even turned down the first request. But the paint was still drying when someone asked me if I could take Gillmore. Don visibly sighed (you know, where your shoulders kind of droop because you know there's no hope?) He didn't say anything though (because of the hope issue).
I picked up Gillmore this morning. He's a chihuahua-terrier cross. At 8 weeks, he weighs about 2 pounds but he's a sturdy little fellow who will have strong legs and tons of personality. His first lesson started today: no grrring at the big dogs while he's eating! That's the only lesson he's had so far except that it's nice and warm inside people's shirts. Tomorrow, we'll spill him out onto the floor to find his place among the rest of the pack.
Gillmore's little sister, Gem, is recovering from puppy jet-lag, and then (I hope!) she'll be coming to join him. Fingers crossed!
For information about adopting Gillmore or Gem or many other adorable little mutts, visit http://www.littlemuttsrescue.org/adopt/index.html
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Ready for a Walk!
Even though they look sleepy here, they stayed awake for the whole walk. Just too many things to see! When we got home, I made them come outside and help me clean up the yard. Their job was to chew on sticks, and they were very good at it.
Fur Bundle #2
This is Toph ... tiny little brother of Katara. He'll snuggle with anything!To adopt Toph, visit http://www.mistycreekdogrescue.com/.
To see Katara, visit http://www.123puppyspot.blogspot.com/
Toph Watching the Olympics
As is usually the case when we have new puppies, I spend a lot of time standing up. I'm supposed to be watching for the 'about to pee or poo' pose, but here I got distracted by the Olympics. Toph decided this would be a good place to go to sleep ...
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