Yesterday I planted several pots of flowers for the nursing home courtyard, I’m hoping against hope that Weenie girl leaves them alone. She’s a compulsive digger! Last year I planted four flats of Impatiens, the phone rang and I ran inside the house. Five minutes later I returned to the garden to find dozens of little pink and green bodies strewn across the yard. Weenie had not only un-planted the Impatiens, but virtually destroyed every one of them!
Dog owners understand this dilemma. We love our pets but at the same time we crave a lovely yard…must dog ownership and lovely yards be mutually exclusive? According to the authors of Dog Friendly Gardens, Garden Friendly Dogs, the answer is NO.
Dog Friendly Gardens claims that they will show dog-owners how to design their garden with their dog in mind as well as being the dog owners guide to dog-friendly training efforts. I admit I have not read the book nor tried it, but the idea sounds great to me and to others as well, check out the reviews…
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We left for Peoria on Wednesday, so Weenie girl has not been to work in four days. Well, tomorrow it’s back to work for us lazy girls! I think Weenie really misses the residents over the weekend, since she can barely wait to get inside the building…
It’s been a nice weekend. I finally got to spend a day at home. The weather was even nice, though unfortunately, I spent most of the day inside cleaning the house. I really hate having so little time to get things finished!
My husband spent his day cleaning out the van. It needed it after the trip! He also had two new tires put on. apparently ours were on a recall list. If only the engine was on a recall list…Coming home I noticed the odometer was at 160, 000!
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As I mentioned previously I’ve been bringing Weenie to the nursing home with me to work as a pet therapy pup. Normally during meals she silently cruises beneath the tables like a shark, hoping for the odd piece of dropped egg or lost sausage link. But yesterday morning one of the residents spilled an entire glass of milk on the floor. In the time it took to grab a towel and get across the room, Weenie had lapped up the milk, which had the approximate effect of a colon cleanser on her. She’s still pooping up a storm! And when she’s not pooping, she emitting these horrible, silent but deadly clouds of noxious Weenie-dog flatus, made all the worse, I imagine, by the time spent percolating through her extra-long body. Can a dog be lactose intolerant?
I love to dress up my dogs. There I said it, does that make me some kind of weirdo? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not talking leather lingerie, just little tee-shirts, maybe a hoodie now and then. Or a sundress.
I wasn’t always a dog-dresser. It started when my little three pound pommie Kibble, developed Alopecia at about five years of age. Though her head and legs were still fully fluffed, she lost most of her fur on her back and chest and her little tail was completely bald! The clothes began innocently enough, a little preemie sized tee-shirt to keep her poor little bald back covered when we went outside, then it progressed to tiny jackets and hoodies…hats and scarves, soon she had an entire wardrobe and was better dressed than me!
Kibble passed away two years ago come August. I saved all her little clothes, they are folded in a drawer in my dresser. I can’t bear to reuse them. However, I have purchased several sweaters and coats for Weenie, who is always cold. And I can’t seem to resist dressing Twinkie in costumes…
Little Kibble a few months before she passed away
Weenie has been going to work with me every day and performing the “pet” part of our pet therapy. The Alzheimer’s residents simply adore her! She is quiet, good-natured and seems to have a knack for always knowing who needs some comforting. She also visits with the non-Alzheimer’s residents and they adore her as well. She’s quite the little star!
It’s been cold all this week and she’s had to wear her little red coat with the fake fur trim and everyone in the facility gets a chuckle out of seeing her humping down the hallways in her hoodie jacket. And Weenie is an extremely hard worker, she spends almost her entire day in resident’s laps or their recliners–which reminds me, I need to show my husband the website for the zero gravity recliner…Some of the resident’s could really benefit from such a chair.
Oh the pups are SO excited, little Kizzy came home for the weekend! There was much joyous barking, leaping and butt sniffing! (By the dogs, not me) Kizzy was a little flummoxed by the new dog door, but she had it mastered in minutes. We replaced the dog door last week because the old one was letting in too much cold air and Ginger was just a little tall for it, she had to stoop every time she came in or out.
Today is our anniversary, we’ve been married 28 years! We’re going out to eat, but we haven’t decided where, maybe Italian or Mexican, but we love Chinese too. We also adore seafood and steaks…Actually I can’t think of many foods we don’t both love. Our mamas didn’t raise any picky eaters. We may see a movie, too. Or not. The last time we went to the movies, it was really loud, and later that evening I got a migraine, though I don’t know if the noise had anything to do with it. I seem to get them pretty regularly and usually for no apparent reason, but I definitely don’t want one on our anniversary!
My husband’s nursing home has decided to get a new big screen hi-def TV for the resident’s living room area, so last night we went and priced all the different models and a tv mount. What an eye-opening experience! I was fine with our 27 inch television until I saw those…They’re HUGE! And the picture is way clearer than ours…it was like being right in the middle of the action!
Picture it; Weenie would think she was right alongside the wolf pack as they took down the aging elk. After tearing it apart and devouring all the choice bits, she would join in on a communal howl-fest…
Alas, hubby thinks the huge HD TV’s are too expensive. I think he should stop being so selfish and think about poor Weenie for a change.
Wow did we have a crowd on Christmas! All but one made it so the house was filled to bursting. We had a ton of food too, in fact, my fridge is still stuffed with leftovers. I had ham and cheesy potatoes for breakfast, I’ll probably have turkey for lunch.
Before it’s over I’ll need to break out the hydroxycut.
I think everyone had a great time! All the kids got home and my two youngest daughters helped out with the baking. Although, we did have a bit of trouble keeping them focussed on the job at hand…
The pupsters really enjoyed themselves too! Everyone got special Christmas treats. Ginger loved visiting with her uncle David and aunt Randy and the boys. She was so worn out at the end of the day, she was tucked in and sound asleep by six.
Weenie also really enjoyed herself! During the gift exchange she found a comfy spot by uncle Dale (on the forbidden couch) and made herself useful by becoming a bow repository.
Poor Weenie is always cold, even in the summer you’ll find her burrowed under a blanket. When it’s cold or rainy she makes a flying run out the dog door, does her business and is back inside and buried in her covers before you can say Jack Russell, (this could be because if she dallies she will return and find her bed occupied by a Jack Russell)
Hey! Where’s my blanket?
I sure hope Wishbone doesn’t get in my bed….
Weenie styl’in in her new sweater!
Luckily, only one of our dogs seems to be really afraid of thunder and lightening. Of course, Weenie is pretty goosey about everything, any loud noise will send her scurrying for cover. She’s a burrower and if it’s thundering she likes to get inside a small, dark space, like the sleeve of my sweat jacket. At least this time I wasn’t wearing it!
I saw a product while perusing sites today, it’s called the Anxiety Wrap. If you have a scared-y pup you might want to check it out, especially if your dog won’t fit in your sleeve.
