This past weekend we watched our neighbors' adorable puppy, Cady. She is the sweetest, cutest little thing, and it was a total blast. Friday Cady and Lucas spent the day chasing, wrestling, playing with toys, and very, very rarely taking quite little snoozes. On Saturday, Harper and Bella came for a visit, and after they left, Emmett, Lucas, and Cady were more tired than I had ever seen any of
Philadelphia Eagles and TAWK
John and I debate the Michael Vick topic pretty regularly. Why? Because every time I see something on a blog or in the news, I get all riled up. John, always the logical one, regularly (and correctly, I suppose) points out that this is a country built on second chances, that he served his time, and shouldn't he get a second chance, just like his dogs are getting? I know a lot of his victims are
Dog cancer sucks… and other news
I suppose I should just say cancer sucks. Because it really does. Emmett's cancer is top-of-mind right now because he has his second leg check today. We actually had him at the vet's a little over a week ago because he had a bump forming in the scar, which we worried was the start of another tumor. The vet felt confident that it was simply scar tissue, so he's going back today to have it
Indoor agility on a rainy day
Rain has dumped on us for the past two days. Yesterday they called for four inches; I haven't checked how much we've actually gotten, but based on the giant pond-sized puddle in my backyard, I'd say we're close. Two days of a constant downpour, though, means that my pups do not want to go outside. Unless they absolutely must go to the bathroom that second, they won't go out. They stand in the
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