My Furbabies

Ares and Eva

As much as I sometimes grumble about them barking, needing to go out 40 times an hour, destroying electronics, etc. I can't imagine my life without them. I had them boarded overnight yesterday because we had a work day away and I wasn't sure how late we'd be getting home. As it turned out we got home early enough that they'd have been ok but better safe than sorry. It was so quiet last night. And I can't get over how much safer I feel with them in the house. The cats just don't have much intimidation factor.

Leaving Home

This morning I had to leave this....

 she melts my heart every time.

Freedom...

No this is not a reference to Braveheart this is a reference to our oldest dog Eva. She doesn't like her crate much so this week we've been letting her stay out of her crate but cleaning up stuff so she isn't tempted by things. So far so good. Except that I feel bad for Ares who is in his crate all day while she has freedom. I think he gets jealous that she is out and he is in. J says dogs don't work that way. But they get jealous of attention so why not freedom...so we'll see how this goes. We may be trying to find a freedom option for Ares too. And I'm hoping Eva doesn't get destructive like she did the last time we tried this...

 

Knees and Dogs Don't Mix

aka what I did this weekend...

Friday night at 11:30 PM I picked J up from the airport. He looked rough because he and the boys had been out until 3 AM the night before...got up at 6 AM to start work and didn't get home until 11:30 PM. I felt a little bad for him but it was his own fault. So I wasn't sure what we'd be doing Saturday.

Saturday morning I had a funeral for a friend's Dad at 11 AM and I wanted to go get weighed before that. So I went about my morning while J stayed home with the puppies. I had two friends having picnic/gatherings that day one at 3 PM an hour away the other at 4PM 20 minutes away. We decided since I'd missed the one at 3 the past two years and J had not met all of those people we'd take the dogs and go. We get there all is going well. We decide to take them off the leash since my friend has a big yard. They love it. I love my dogs and they are extremely fun loving energetic animals. My youngest (5 1/2 month old 40 lb) pit bull was running with Eva our oldest when he ran full speed into the back/side of my knee. My knee bent the wrong direction...popped...I fell...threw my drink on J and poor Ares kinda sat down with a "rah roh" look on his face. I got up with J's help and was propped up in a chair with ice for the rest of the day. Fortunately my friend is a nurse and she had Advil and an Ace bandage in her car. I hurt a lot. We ended up still going to my other friend's thing for a bit then I went home and iced it some more.

Sunday I went about my day...went to church...went to see Harry Potter (more on that in a later post) and went to bed.

Monday I woke up still in a fair amount of pain...and my knee buckled twice while I was walking on flat ground. So I called my doctor. Went to see her Tuesday she sent me to an orthopedic surgeon. He had the bedside manner of a porcupine. And it turns out all Ares did was twist my knee no big deal. Ice it. Keep off it. Advil, etc. but in the process of checking out the current injury we found out about an unhealed old injury. My knee cap instead of being in the center is way off to the right. He discussed physical therapy or surgery. The surgery would involve cutting ligaments to get it to move back or cutting the bone in my lower leg. Neither sounds fun or good. So I go for an MRI Saturday and we'll go from there. YAY!!

Puppy Love...

I haven't talked about my "babies" in a while so I thought I would share photos and a funny anecdote...

The top picture is a game of tug...Ares gave it all he had and Eva just stood there looking at him with a "why are you here?" expression. The center picture is of Ares when we first got him...he wanted everything Eva had...her bone...her tug toy...just like kids. The bottom picture is my babies now...Eva is a year and a few months...Ares is about 5 months. Both are as adorable as can be and totally lovable. I love them. They are my children.

And they are brilliant...Eva even rescued me in a time of need...J and I were cleaning out my house before I moved in to his. I was in the hall bathroom and he was in my master bathroom. I was out of toilet paper...he called Eva...attached toilet paper to her harness and then told her to find "mommy"...she did and I was rescued!! Gotta love my brilliant girl.

New addition...

We have a new addition...a nine week old pit bull puppy...he is wonderful...fiesty...and fun. Pictures will come soon...I promise. In the meantime let me just say that the girl who didn't want to become a Mom is becoming a Mom to dogs...I talk about them all the time...I dwell on them...I schedule around them...I refer to them as children. Yes I am that girl...I'm working on it. But if you saw them you would be won over too...Trust me it is futile to resist.

Cuddle Time

Most mornings I get up with J when he goes to work at 6:00 AM and then stay up with our dog Eva so she's in her crate less. This morning we had cuddle time on the couch. We used to do it all the time when she was a baby but then she could lay on my chest and I could still breathe...now she has to lay on the couch between my legs but we still love our time together. And who wouldn't love this girl.