New Life ~ New Time ~ New Space

 First to League City

Then......

 We moved to Rosharon!

All we needed was a fence....

Wah lah! Happy dogs, happy family!

 

 



Wishing For Cooler Weather

Rowe-Quinn was 3 months old when I volunteered to foster him. I really wanted to pick a female from the litter of 3 that were at the founders place. But, something about this boy drew me to him.


It was his face and his personality



This is where he liked to nap in the beginning



He was special from the start



RQ was so good with the younger fosters



He never 'ran' with them though



But he gave them confidence



Taught them



and napped with them

When he was 4 months old I had him x-rayed for hip dysplasia and sure enough. The reason he wasn't running with the pups was the fact that the bones in his hips were malformed and rubbing bone on bone and it hurt.

He's pain free at this time with homeopathy and supplements, daily walks & good raw food. I'm so glad he's with me.

Too Hot To Play Outside

I was looking through my photos for puppy photos of my fabulous five! I don't have any of Sookie or Alissa and Sugar was 2 when she came to live with me. Here's Rascal:





Just a pup when he first came into rescue



It took him at least a year before he trusted me



But slowly he gained confidence



He matured & became elegant

 He still shies from me if I move too fast or if he thinks he's in my path. But funny! Yep he's a goofy boy and I love him.

My Son's Weekend Get Away = Cheezmoe's In 'da House

This evening Cheezmoe found an itty bitty piece of rib bone (cow's rib, not human) in the backyard. She's been gnawing on it for about 15 minutes.

She turned her back for a moment and Rowe-Quinn stole it. Giving Cheezmoe a throaty 'grrrrr' (he's got nothing to back it up, but he is bigger and older).

Surely he'll be giving up soon.....



You let him have it!!



I'm going to pretend not to watch.



He's losing interest I can tell.



Where'd Cheezmoe go?



One more throaty warning from Rowe-Quinn



Thank you Grandma T

I apologize for the doggie bile on the doggie bed. No worries, it's dry and I'll brush it off outside one of these days.



My Bookends-Sookie and Alissa

Dog Sitting

I have the privilege of taking care of my boss' dogs, Penny, Charlie & Lily while he's out of town for the gift shows he attends. I also am getting paid to do it. They are great love-starved dogs when he's gone.

He's had Penny the longest, she's a pretty black Border collie mix. Low maintenance and such a sweet, smart girl.


Penny





Charlie is a very high-energized Chihuahua mix. He's got personality plus and is very needy. I love him the most though, there's just something about him.



Charlie



Lily is a Yorkie, probably a purebred, over-bred little girl. She's got chronic ear problems, too much cartilage, so much that I think she may have a tough time hearing. The ears are almost closed off. But sweet, oh my goodness she's the sweetest thing.



Lily

I'd give my right arm for this yard though. It's stone, grass, pebbles & almost completely shaded. What a wonderful time and good money taking care of these three!

Plenty Of Hot Walks

My dogs look forward to their evening (and only) outing everyday. Every now and then I will skip an evening, but I can't deal with my self-imposed guilt when the evening winds down and they realize that all chances of going out are gone.


Rowe-Quinn Without An Outing



Rascal's Bored

 So you see, I can NOT skip their outings. If it's hot, cold, raining or otherwise unpleasant for me, too bad ~ they're getting their outings!