Our Bad Ass Boy Dog

I thought you would all enjoy a 'before' picture of the little jack rabbit that has been visiting our yard for the past couple of weeks. He is a new visitor, as the previous rabbits were domesticated. Notice the big giant ears.

CAUTION: There is an "after" picture of the bunny that some viewers may find disturbing.

So, this morning when Rick leaves for work both dogs are laying on the couch. They have already had a tough morning, getting up, eating, stretching, sniffing and scratching things, so they are resting. As he starts to back out of the driveway he notices boy dog race across the back yard with something in his mouth.

For whatever reason he decides to investigate. So he calls and calls for the boy dog with no response. The boy dog is not in the yard, so Rick goes in. Now he is looking around the house calling boy dog, and still can't find him. I am not sure what alerted him to look behind the couch, but there was our Bad Ass boy dog behind the couch standing over his 'kill'.

In the blink of an eye he came out of the house, saw the jack rabbit, caught it, killed it, and dragged it through the doggie door in to the house.

I get a phone call from Rick at about 6:03. He says "I'm not sure what to do with the dead rabbit behind the couch".

I suggested using a shovel to scoop it up. He said he thought he would just wrap it in a towel to pick it up.

A few minutes later, I got another call from Rick. He says, "I'm not sure how to get up the little pieces of rabbit and the blood."

I suggested the vacuum for the little pieces and told him I would deal with the blood when I got home.

Thankfully, there was not a lot of blood.

What I would like to have done is to clear out our valuables and burned the place down!

Wiener Update

Well, we have finished our first work week with our new family. So far things are going pretty well. Nothing has been chewed up in our absence, although I did catch the boy dog trying to sneak one of my crocs out of the closet tonight. I will not be amused if people start eating my shoes.

The girl dog (I'm pretty sure) left a nice poopy on the bedroom carpet today, so we may be shopping for a gate later to keep them off the carpet while we are at work. I'm not putting up with that crap. (No pun intended)

I have nick named the boy dog 'Clownfish'. He is a very exuberant boy and loves to be in the middle of everything. He has some jealousy issues and you can't pet the little girl without him getting involved. She is not so keen on this and will tell him so if he gets obnoxious. She will actually get pissed off and walk away from attention if he gets in her business. It's like, "if I have to share, screw it. I don't want it". Typical female.

They love going out for walks. Girl dog gets all excited and crazy when she sees the harness come out. She is really good on the leash. The word that comes to mind is 'prances'. She just prances down the street. It is so cute.

Boy dog also likes walks. He rolls around like a crocodile while you try to get his harness on and play bites your hands. Once he is outside he is all over the place sniffing like a hound is supposed to. Cats make him crazy, and he wanted a bunny so bad the other day he was beside himself. Other dogs really get him going, all the while girl dog is just prancing daintily along. LOL I feel bad for Rick as he is on the other end of boy dog's leash.

Boy dog has had a cough and green runny nose so we decided a visit to the doctor was probably a good idea. We took him to Petsmart last night and came out almost $300.00 poorer. He has sinus and ear infection and a cough. They both had a tick removed from an ear, so we got industrial strength flea and tick junk, along with antibiotics and such and a nail clipping each.

I need a second job now! And as you can see, Rick is just plumb tuckered out by the whole thing.

In other news, I finally had my appointment with the endocrinologist. What a fat waste of time. I waited for an hour past my appointment time to get in, only to find out that my doctor had only sent the biopsy results over. No ultrasound or blood test. Grrrrrrrrrrr. This is particularly irritating because I called over there several days ago to make sure everything had been sent. Of course I had to leave a message and never got a call back. I will most likely not be visiting this particular Dr again.

After feeling my neck up until I was nearly choked to death, this Dr. couldn't really even tell that the thyroid was enlarged. He said he would never have sent me for any of those tests, although the biopsy was 'suspicious'. I believe this is code for "the patient is double covered, lets run tests and get money". So, I waited 5 months to get in for no good reason. I will probably now just wait for Ang to graduate and have her prescribe Valium. ;-}

Rick just received his last batch of Hepatitis meds. Twelve weeks to go and then we are planning an outing to Ruth's Chris Steakhouse. He says he can almost taste it now.

WHAT THE??? DOH!!

Whew! What a busy weekend! Do you have any idea how much work it is to secure a 1/4 acre yard so that a little mini-wiener can't find an escape hatch?

First there was the big gap under the fence on the driveway that had to be addressed. A couple of bags of asphalt from the Home Depot and a lot of elbow grease put a nice speed bump in the driveway. Now nobody can get out, and if we are lucky it will also reduce the amount of runoff water that comes in.

While Rick did the driveway, I worked on blocking off part of the carport. We still need to address the opening at the end of the carport, because ultimately we would like to confine him to the backyard.






Next, there was a doggie door to install. This was a fairly simple thing. The instructions were good and it came with templates for drilling the screw holes. However, in 100 degree heat with about 55% humidity it was not too comfortable. Not to mention it had to be right on the floor, and the opening is pretty small.

But, it was done in about an hour. No harm, no foul. By then it was way too hot to be working outside any more.












Here is the little monster getting acquainted with some new toys .














And here are the 2 of them checking out the kitchen.

WHAT THE?? DOH! Did someone say TWO OF THEM?

Why yes, yes they did. It appears that Whiskey River's Jack Daniel's has a sister!

Meet Whiskey River's Gin and Juice, or Ginger for short.

She is a little Dapple/Brindle girl. A bit smaller than brother, and not quite as crazy. He is a very happy boy, and bounds around like a jack rabbit. She was just spayed on Sat. so is a little sore. It will be a few days before we see her real personality, but so far she is very mellow and a little bit timid.

She was surrendered by her owner on Friday because they say they are moving and can't take her with. They had a male and a female, and thought she might be pregnant which made the crazy rescue lady think that maybe they just didn't want to deal with a third litter of puppies in 18 months, so they were getting rid of her. As it turns out, she was not pregnant and now can't be.

MEET WHISKEY RIVER'S JACK DANIELS

Of course, that is his show name. Maybe Jack for short. Rick says he will have to try out the name Jack and see if it works and if the dog likes it.

Right now, he is calling him lil dude.

He will be coming to live with us on Sunday, providing we can get a doggie door installed and the fencing secured.

Please try not to be frightened by the toothless woman in the last picture. She has a very big heart for the doxies.

I may be scarred for life after having dealt with her. She should just say 'no' to crack.

Hey, Check Out This Wiener!

I know that you are all a bit skeptical about the seriousness of the wiener dog shopping, so I though I would give a little update.

We have now spent a couple of hundred dollars on supplies to secure the back yard with escape proof fencing. Rick was out in the dark last night lowering the gate on the drive way. We have purchases some asphalt so that we can build the driveway up where it meets the gate so that nobody can get under it.

I emailed the crazy wiener dog rescue lady and asked when we could make an appointment to meet this boy. I like his cute mask.

WHISKEY was seized by our local animal control officers.He had been tied up outside in the blazing desert sun, with temperatures over 110.His coat was so parched, it felt more like a Brillo pad than fur. Whiskey was very skittish around strangers, and there was no chance of him getting adopted at the pound, but one of the officers called me in to evaluate him....the shelter did not want to euthanize this poor fellow. It only took Whiskey about 2 minutes to decide he would edge a little closer to where I sat on the kennel floor. Then a little closer again. So brave! I leaned over toward him and told him that if he wanted to come to "grandma's", he would have to give me a kiss. SLURP! He is here. Whiskey has been neutered now,vaccinated, and is healthy despite his ordeal. His coat is still lack luster, but I'm sure with proper nutrition and love, he will be the most handsome doxie on the block. He is ready to join a loving family. Due to what little we do know about his past, and what we don't know, Whiskey will only be available to families who do not have children under the age of 12. If you would like to give Whiskey a well deserved second chance as a happy, loving family member, please start the adoption process by completing the online application.

Age (years): 5Weight (pounds): 11 Spayed/Neutered: Yes

Coat: Smooth

Color: black and tan

Adoption fee: 150

Fun in the Sun

So, I have been struggling with this thing for a couple of hours off and on. For some reason when I type it has been taking forever for each letter to appear. I finally shut down the computer and started over. It seems to be working.

Yesterday morning when I went out to start my day, I noticed that we seem to have some sort of 'crop circles' drying in our yard. This is an area underneath the hated (by me) Cottonwood

tree. The lawn gets watered every night, and when it starts to dry out, it drys in this alien inspired pattern. It is a bit disturbing to think that the lords of the underworld are messing with my yard.

Speaking of the lords of the underworld, the gophers are still alive and well and surfacing every so often. I watered down a mound this morning and located the hole. As we know, trying to drown them does no good. We have tried this many times. So, I only used the hose to open the hole.

As we speak, the truck is running noxius fumes in to the lair.

We have been advised that this is the best way to insure their demise. We are hoping that about 30 minutes worth of idling gas fumes will take care of the problem.

If it does not, we may take the same tack as one of the neighbors who says he is going to lay a fine gavanized mesh over his entire yard, and then cover it with several tons of rock.

I like that idea!