“I don’t think I can face going to work tomorrow.”
“Good news, pup! You get to stay home and sleep all day, just like every other day.”
“That’s nice.”
Tag: resting
I’m Not Tired …
… what makes you think I’m tired? Let’s play!
Black & Gray
I love Ellie’s gray eyebrows, they add so much expression to her face. I sometimes wonder if the price she pays for being such an amazing dog is that she gets a gray hair for each moment of joy she brings into our lives.
Floppy Ears
A picture from 2013 of Ellie on the dog bed in my office. We had adopted our youngest cat Boo a week earlier but he was still being kept in isolation, so she didn’t have to worry about him stealing her bed quite yet, although Emma did occupy it at times. I couldn’t resist a picture when she raised one of her delightfully floppy ears.
Good News
I took Ellie in for an ultrasound yesterday as the protein count in her urine has been on the high side. Thankfully everything looked good on her test, the vet even commented on how nice it was to be able to deliver good news for such a sweet dog. The protein levels are just below the need to treat them, so for now we’ll continue to monitor and start treatment if necessary. She had to get her belly shaved for the ultrasound but I haven’t done my duty and take embarrassing pictures of her, this one is from a year ago on the day I got my first mirrorless camera.
Our Black (and Increasingly Gray) Lab
Our sweet Ellie, taken on the day my Canon EOS M arrived.
The Bed Thief
While Sam would occasionally sleep in one of Ellie’s beds, particularly the homemade one, the thieving of dog beds began in earnest in late July. Coincidentally, this is also when Boo was given free reign of the house. This is Boo on his first day out after a couple of weeks in isolation in my wife’s office in the basement. That week began his gradual introduction into the house at large, we’d let him out for a while but at night or when we were away we still kept him isolated.
Boo was shy and nervous when we adopted him and you could see on his face how exploring the house and meeting the pets was both exciting and exhausting for him, so we paced his introduction even slower than normal. Several times on this first day he’d go up and explore the ground level and meet the other pets and then come back down to Ellie’s dog bed for a little rest. The bed was right outside my wife’s office so he could enjoy a taste of his newfound freedom and yet easily scoot back in to his comfort zone if needed.
He showed little fear of Ellie from the start, and for her part, she was nonplussed by the arrival of the little fellow. So when he stole her bed, she laid down beside it on the hard floor, making life a little easier for the kitten as he began to understand what it meant to be home.
Turnabout is Fair Play
My wife picked up a couple of cat beds to hopefully reduce the cats taking over Ellie’s dog bed, but instead one of the new cat beds got an unexpected guest.
Anxious
We kept Boo isolated from the other pets in his first days with us by putting him in my wife’s large office in the basement and, since it doesn’t have a door, blocking the large opening into the room with a long piece of plywood. These pictures are from his second day with us, up top you can see him sleeping under the far corner of the futon, which for him was progress as he spent much of those early days hiding completely out of sight behind the desk.
Boo was already anxious and stressed from his weeks at the shelter and adjusting to a new home wasn’t going to be easy for the shy little fellow. But he was anxious in another way too — anxious to meet the other pets. The plywood blocked the exit but he could still hear and smell the pets on the other side, so right from the get go we had to be quick when entering or leaving the room, as a little black-and-white shadow might follow underfoot.
Psst! Hey Em! Do You Want to Know a Secret?
I think she just wants to sleep, Samwise.
Boolie 