Monday, September 29, 2014

Off and Running!!

The week has begun, and we're off and running.  And apparently, according to my mobile navigation/traffic app on my phone, so is Todd.  I just hope he's not sticking his head out the window while he's driving!
I hope your week is off to a good start!  


And okay, Carl also uses the traffic/navigation app, and has just linked to Todd's facebook page because he doesn't have one.  When I saw that it said Todd was driving, I thought it was funny and I thought maybe you'd think so too!  It kinda is, right?   
~The lovely Cricket~

Saturday, September 27, 2014

The Hedge

With the exception of one day of rain, our weather this past week could not have been any more beautiful.
One morning Beau had a follow up appointment with the ophthalmologist, and rather than go into work afterwards, I took an unplanned afternoon off. In my opinion, his 'eye-lift' with the surgical staples hasn't been totally successful.  Some of the staples have come out, and others seem to move, causing sores along the edge of his eyes and even some swelling.  However, the ophthalmologist was happy with the results and removed a few of the staples that were bothering him. As long as Beau is no longer in pain from his eyes, I suppose that's all that counts.  
~Beau waiting for the ophthalmologist~ 
It really was a beautiful day. Todd didn't want to come back inside, and napped his afternoon away outside in the cool grass. 
For the last week or so the utility company has been removing all the growth around the power lines on our road, including at the foot of our property. 
They do this every 3 years or so, and while I can appreciate why it's done, it doesn't mean that I have to like it.  I'd hoped they'd not cut down the area at the edge of our property that is close to the driveway of our neighbors.  Longtime readers may recall how disappointed I was when the power-lines were put up for our neighbors that all the trees and growth that kept the dogs on our property was cleared.  For two years, the area has grown undisturbed.
~Sheba finding her way through the hedge in August~
I was on the other side of the yard with the dogs when I saw the tractor starting to mow it all down again. Of course I was upset by it, and went to ask the driver to not mow the whole hedge down.  Just as the driver was going to start a second pass, he saw me coming, and before I could throw myself in front of the tractor, he stopped mowing and opened his window to listen to me.  Listen was all he could do, because he was a Hispanic gentleman and I don't think he understood a word I said.  But he did slowly drive back down the hill, leaving about 2 feet of the new hedge untouched.
I guess a wind-blown gray haired lady wearing an old bulky sweater, carrying a camera with two dogs on a leash, 3 others trailing behind and two other dogs barking inside the fence makes a clear point in any language. Either that or I (we?) scared him.  Probably both.  But I'm happy about it...
And Cissy?  Well, she's just happy.  
I hope you're enjoying your weekend!
~Gus and Todd~

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Mysteries Solved and Unsolved

This weekend saw the bombardment of my insect nemesis, the dreaded brown marmorated stink-bug. They are crawling, flying and landing on everything. Right now our front porch is covered with 100's that are trying to get inside and find a place to winter over.  Unfortunately it's going to be this way until the colder weather comes.
~My insect nemesis~
I received all the medical records and other information on our newest permanent addition, the lovely Ms. Yellow. When she came to us six months ago, unlike it is with foster-dogs, I was told very little about her. I knew that she got along with dogs, and had been in another (foster) home that couldn't keep her. Ms. Yellow was treated for chronic ear infections which was thought to be food related.  This is why she's fed a premium dry food. Now that we have adopted her, we are privy to all her secrets. The lovely Ms. Yellow was found as a stray during Hurricane Sandy in October 2012. The person that found her, named her, and took her to the vet for her ears.  The vet found a spay scar and estimated her to be about 2 years old.  The ear infections weren't getting any better and the new owner was unable to pay for the extensive treatment that was being recommended, so she told the vet she was going to take her to the pound. The vet's office contacted the rescue Ms. Yellow came from, and the rest is history.  Ms.Yellow has traveled well over 100 miles to end up here...at Golden Pines...in a group home of dogs. She really does seem okay with that.
Speaking of the 'group home,' with the loss of CarrieAnne, a few of you have asked who our new pack leader is.  The answer to that is as much as mystery as Ms.Yellow used to be. I can see the behavior and the dynamics of all the dogs is changing both in how they are interacting with one another and with us. I don't know who it will be, but I know who it won't be, and that's Josh, even though he's been here longer than any of the other dogs.  It also won't be Todd, and it won't be Gus, Beau or Cricket. Right now my money is on, believe it or not, Sunny.  He has the respect of the other dogs, they all like him, and they're taking cues from him. So, we'll see.  Stay tuned!
~Sunny who wasn't happy about having his picture taken~
I hope you've had a good weekend!
~Sheba~

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Rhythm and Routine

Life got its rhythm and routine back this week--It was hectic and busy at the start of it, and settled down by Thursday when I was off.  I enjoyed every minute of it.  It means that life is getting back to normal, whatever normal is.
~Downtown Leesburg Virginia~
The weather has been perfect all week and we've been able to have the windows open every day. In the evenings I've taken Sheba for one-on-one walks.  I know she has enjoyed the walks, and I think she's finding her new independence.
Todd got his last haircut for the year and looks like a Scottie again. A friend of mine who also has a Scottie took time a couple of months ago to show me how to groom Todd. She is a great teacher and made it look really easy.  With her encouragement I am really motivated to try doing it myself, and I know at some point I will.
But with all that has been going on, this time I decided to just take Todd to the groomer.  Besides it's the only time he smells like cinnamon, wears a tulle bow (I know, it's so un-Scottie-like!) and he is ....
really worn out! That just doesn't happen very often!