Cold

Penny is not a winter dog. I think that’s pretty obvious.

Layla, on the other hand, is typically fine on frigid days. She bounds through the snow and loves running trying to catch her breath.

So I was surprised when I looked out the back the other day and she was just standing on the rocks directly behind the house. She wouldn’t move. So I went out there to see what was the matter and I picked her up to realize that all the little pebbles had frozen into the pads of her paws! The poor thing couldn’t move because it was just digging rocks further into her feet! So lesson learned rocks = pain on these, the coldest of days!

-Brandi

Story of our life

I’m heading one direction while they’re facing in the other….

 

-Brandi

Babies

Leo LOVED the documentary Babies.

He sat and watched a good portion of the movie. I don’t know what it was. Many of the families had a cat, maybe he noticed it cross the screen. Maybe he just likes babies (no ideas Leo….mommy doesn’t need that hurdle in her life). Either way I’ve never seen him so enthralled with human pursuits.

He even got up close and personal for a bit. He blocked the screen, but I couldn’t bear to make him move because he liked it so much!

Wierd for a cat, but wierd is normal in our world, so I’ll take it!

-Brandi

Trying Times

This year’s change to cold has brought with it more unexpected downfalls than just the drop in temperatures. Penny has turned into a night time terror.

We have been very lucky to have little dogs who sleep through the night. Besides the little adjustments or crawling under the blankets we very rarely have to do anything with them during the night. Every once in a while one will need to tinkle during night time hours. But I can’t get mad about that because sometimes I need to get up in the middle of the night because I drank too much water before bed.

So when Penny started whining throughout the night I thought that was just it. Its getting dryer so she drank too much water and had to pee. One groggy wake up was ok. But it wasn’t just once that night, it was multiple times. And it wasn’t just that night, its been every night since. She will just sit by the door and whine. And sometimes she will stop on her own, but most of the time I have to let her out to either get a drink or go pee (most of the times both). And it is starting to wear on me. I haven’t slept well in over 2 weeks. She gets up every couple of hours every single night.

I don’t know what to do. She has always been such a great sleeper. Whereas Layla is ready to be up at 5am bounding around chasing the kitties, Penny likes bedtime. Sometimes you won’t even be able to get her up to go pre-bed, night-time potty. And most of the time after morning potty she bolts back under the covers and is there until at least 10am.

So I am at a loss. Do I just keep getting up with her? Because that is probably just training her to go in the middle of the night. Do I just let her whine and yelp in that “I need something sort of way” until she stops on her own? Because I’m a light sleeper and that still keeps me up, and Penny is nothing if not persistent and she will not stop quickly. Do I put her in her crate in another room? Because I do not feel good about doing that. I just don’t know. I feel so helpless. I think I might take her to the our vet to make sure there isn’t anything physically wrong. (She’s had a bladder infection before but it doesn’t seem to be the same as that). If she is just being a brat, then I guess she might have to get the consequences of not sleeping with us for a couple of nights to see if that will teach her to behave better during the night.

No matter what I know I need sleep. This is just not working anymore. Cory and I are perpetually cranky and law school finals time is NOT the time I need to experience sleep deprivation at the hands of this little dog!

Who, me?

-Brandi

Don’t mess with me….I’m tough!

She got this off approximately 2 seconds after I snapped this shot, but it was too cute to pass up!

She is, after all, 9 pounds of pure terror :)

-Brandi

The Bad

Having rambunctious pups isn’t always rainbows and butterflies and sunshine.

It can be a pain sometimes. Like when they start freaking out at the window when I just fell asleep for a nap because a young child had the audacity to use the sidewalk in front of our house. Or when you can never plan a spontaneous weekend with your husband because you either have to bring the dogs or make arrangements for them to stay at the best doggie boarding facility you can find because of course you wouldn’t let them stay anywhere else.

I had an “argh” pup moment yesterday.

We went to the beautiful Pearson Metropark, a suburban sanctuary. We took advantage of the fact that Mother Nature had apparently forgotten both that it was November and that we live in northern Ohio. It was heaven! Not too many people, beautiful wild trails, and unhampered exploration.

Then Penny gets a whiff of something and starts bucking on the leash. I hear something rustling and not 5 feet from me there is a probably 10 point buck staring straight at me! So I slowly reach for my camera and a mere second from me getting a once in a lifetime shot Penny decides she wants to hunt the deer and starts going crazy. It of course ran off and I got a shot of its white tail instead.

There is no peace where there is Penny…..

But I don’t think it would be as nice to cuddle the buck, so I guess I’ll keep her.

-Brandi

 

 

Kitty helps the work get done

No, no, no….you’re doing it wrong

 

You click here and then here to makes your code work.

Stoopid human…

-Brandi