Ode to the pupsters

Most of you have probably seen most of these pictures.  They have all been on Facebook over the last couple of weeks, so our friends get an update in all things puppy regularly. Except my Mother.  My Mother who won’t be my friend on Facebook.  Mom, this is for you.  (It would be easier if you were my friend).

This house has much larger windows than our last house.

And the girls love it.

L – O – V – E. 

Love.

The back garden also gets much more sun.  And on the three days a year it doesn’t rain, they spend all day out there.

Ginger even protects the laundry from the vicious sheet stealers.

Daisy has overcome her fear of swivel chairs to climb on top of my desk so she could spy on the neighbors.

Daisy decided to see how much she could panic me about three weeks ago.  Adam & I had gone away from the weekend. When we dropped her off at the kennel, she was acting her crazy normal self. When we came to pick her up, the guy at the desk said she'd been limping a bit when she'd been out for a walk earlier. When we got to her run, she couldn't stand. She tried walk out & just collapsed. We carried her to the car and got her home. For about an hour she just looked pathetic. So we headed up to the vet's. As soon as we got there, she started walking around the office, but was still really hesitant. By the time we got to see the vet, she was back to refusing to stand again. The vet examined her and thinks it was just a muscle strain - most likely in her long back. He gave her a muscle relaxer & some pain killers. She was tentative all night, but by the next morning she was jogging around the back yard. The vet had instructed us to take her on a couple short walks during the day & let her rest. I interpreted the word ‘rest’ to mean she could lie in my lap on the sofa all day.  The vet said he’d never had his picture taken while giving pain medicine before.

Earlier this week, I had let the girls out to run around while I got ready for work.  They both decided to go upstairs to see what Adam was doing.  Except he had left early for a meeting.  When it came time for me to go, they went into hiding mode because they’d figured out that they were going back in their crates.   I wonder where they are…