Posts Tagged ‘dog’

Posted by Colleen     June 24, 2009

Puppy Love

This is Joey.

My favorite dog.

Shhh. Don’t tell Elizabeth.

She’ll get jealous.

This is Wade.

My favorite son.

Just kidding.

I love both my boys To The Moon and Back!

Joey took a keen interest in Wade from the start. From the time I was first pregnant with Wade, Joey started following me everywhere in the house, sitting with me whenever I sat, and getting into bed with me at night. Things he didn’t do before. Somehow he just knew. Maybe pregnant women smell different. I don’t know.

When we brought Wade home Joey spent several minutes checking him out and sniffing him.

Elizabeth just ignored Wade. Over the next six weeks Joey would check out the bassinet and it’s contents a few times a day. Often he slept on the floor next to bassinet.

This is the now empty bassinet.

Last week Wade starting sleeping in his crib.

Poor Joey almost had a nervous break down. He spent a night and day sniffing the bassinet looking for its occupant. He’d check it out, then look at me, and make a few agitated paces around the house. When he started whimpering over it Sunday afternoon I finally took him into Wade’s room, lifted up the 35 lb. dog and showed him the baby napping in his crib.

I guess that did the trick. Joey hasn’t sniffed the bassinet since. Now he just sits with me when I feed Wade, and puts his his furry little head at Wade’s feet.

It must be love.

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Posted by Colleen     February 12, 2009

Everybody has a Twin

Our dog Joey could totally quit his day job, grow out his hair and become the stunt double for the Westminster Dog Show’s Best in Show champion Stump.

Stump

Joey

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Posted by Colleen     June 25, 2008

Wordless Wednesday: Aloha Puppy

Wordless Wednesday

David decided to throw a luau with Elizabeth. Don’t think the dog was feelin’ the Aloha Spirit.

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Posted by Colleen     April 16, 2008

Dog Days

Our sweet little cocker spaniel Joey has been sick for a few days with, um, er, — intestinal trouble. Needless to say we’ve had to clean up more than a few messes. I feel terrible for the poor thing. I’ve been trying to help him get better. Yesterday I found advice that suggested feeding him plain rice and boiled hamburger. I made a special trip to the grocery store last night just to get those items, and then came home and cooked dinner — for my dog! Am I wrong, or is cooking for your dog like a whole new level of crazy or what?

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