The sweet taste of success!

Last night I took the boys swimming and in a fit of trust (where it came from I don't know) I let Jack run into the lake off leash. To my surprise he stayed right where he was supposed to!!! I did a happy dance right there on the shores of the lake, to the enjoyment of the joggers and bikers I'm sure. This was Jack's first successful endeavor off leash. He didn't run away! I about fainted with joy. This is the dog that climbed 8 feet up a utility pole in the backyard in an attempt to get out of the fence. Oh course it helped that he knew I was hiding pepperoni in my pocket, but hey that is a step up from before. He used to know I had hot dogs in my pocket and didn't give a rat's behind, freedom was way cooler in his humble opinion. 

We start obedience tomorrow and paws crossed that we'll rock their socks off. 

This is a small victory I am logging. Hopefully this will bring us one step closer to finding him a new forever family. Because let's be honest here, if he doesn't get adopted soon I may just end up being a foster failure. 

I have a ton of pics of the two of them that I'll load up here soon I promise. 

I'm officially legit

I am now a legitimate blogger. I have added Google Analytics and am now officially keeping track of who/how many visits my blog. Not going to lie, this scares me. 

Why? 

What if it ends up being true that I really am "talking" to no one?

Oh well, at least I'll still have the dogs. At least until someone with better treats comes by....

Happy Birthday to the most tolerant Man I know.

This is my other half. Otherwise known as the most patient man I  know. For not being a dog person (hah! I changed that pretty quickly) he puts up my with my constant dog chatter, my neuroses about our dogs, the endless parade of dogs that come in and out of the house, and the crazy things I do for our dogs. Through it all, even though secretly he thinks I'm crazy, he is super supportive and let's me do what I want. He even supported our short-lived streak of home-cooking our dog food! 

All dog references aside, this man is my lifeline. Without him I would be half the person I am now. He is my rock and my sense of humor. So to avoid being a total sap, without further adieu...... HAPPY BIRTHDAY HONEY!!! You are now officially in your late 20's. (I love giving him crap for being older!)

A weekend in review

The boys and I had a pretty good weekend. I finally got everything in order for the wedding shower on Friday. Jack came back on Friday (more on that later). My brother-in-law is getting married in August and I decided to throw her a wedding shower. Traditionally I am awful at throwing parties. I turn into a giant stress machine. No man or dog is safe from my stress-induced tornado. 

This was Cody's reaction to my banging around the kitchen during a baking streak of 6 dozen cookies. 

My husband just beat haste to the living room in retreat. 

But the party went off with a hitch and S (the bride) had an awesome time. I slept for a week. Or at least it felt like a week. Saturday morning we spent tim

e walking and cuddling, glad to have Jack back in our house. Cody kept licking his ears like he was so excited that Jack came back to play. Sunday was DH's birthday and the boys decided it was the best idea to give him a birthday wake-up call by sitting on his head. DH got fried egg sandwiches for breakfast and the boys got cheesy scrambled eggs. All in all a good weekend. 

Plus my roses bloomed! This is a big deal for someone who has a brown thumb. I have never grown anything, I may be good with dogs, plants not so much. 

Almost Wordless Friday...

I'm frantically planning a wedding shower for tonight so I will leave you with this instead of my usual witty banter.

 

Check-up

My vet calls to check up on us. Monthly. Not because Cody has some life-long illness. Oh no. Because it is so unusual for us to not see the vet at LEAST once  a month for some sort of calamity. When they haven't seen us for a month they get worried. I'm not kidding. 

The X-ray's from his electric cord incident are framed and hanging in the back room as proof that a dog can truly survive anything. My vet actually thanked me for helping pay for her vacation home. 

That makes me just a little sad....

Yesterday's phone call

Ring. Ring.

Hello?

Hi, this is D from Downtown Dogs.

(oh hell, what now) 

I wanted to let you know that Big Jack jumped our 7 foot fence twice. With his no-jump harness on.

(Oh Lord help us)

So, I'm sorry to tell you but Big Jack is no longer allowed to come here for his own safety.

(Oh please don't let me have a nervous breakdown on the phone, please, please, please)

What are our options now?

Long Pause

Well....um......nothing really. He just blew through our last resort. 

(Sh*t)

Um....ok.....well thanks, I guess.

And now we're back to square one. Brilliant.

Oh to have a boring life......how nice would that be?

What am I?

DH just came back last night from a week-long fishing trip in Canada. The boys and I were on our own and did quite well if I do say so myself. We went for 3 mile long walks everyday, they got new raw marrow bones and a couple of trips to DQ for vanilla cones. Now who can complain with a set-up like that? I mean really. 

DH got home last night and the boys acted like they hadn't seen him in a hundred million billion years. They smothered him in kisses and cuddles and loves. 

All of a sudden I ceased to exist. 

Traitors. 

Hooray for new headers!

Check out the header! Thanks to my friend Ryan over at AlphaGraphics who designed it. Props to him. I dig it. Now I feel somewhat professional. Yipee!! Let me know what you think of Codyman's modeling debut. 

Cool or Not Cool?

Cool:

Fore Paws: Border Collie battles geese

Not Cool:

Pets feeling the pain of foreclosure