I know, the blog is woefully out of date. No posts since March 19th, a snowy header photo....It's all just going to hell in a hand basket. I'm sorry not to have posted in a while. It's not because nothing is going on, believe me. Living with a Horde of Red Dogs means there's always
something happening. I just haven't felt much like posting these days. Work is not good right now and a lot of things are up in the air for me. I'm hoping that the next couple of weeks will bring some sort of resolution to the situation.
UHM and I both got new smart phones last month and, so far, Georgia has not gotten a hold of either one of them. Although there was a particular look of delight in her eyes when she saw me using the new phone. Her eyes were saying "Ooooh! Look, a new chewie just for me." G leaves for the National this weekend. She's going with her breeder, Liz. She's entered in 15-18 month sweeps, bred by and brace (with her momma, newly minted GCh Aberdovey's Infatuation). Be sure to love on the baby girl if you see her at the National - but keep a tight hold on your cell phone, camera, etc. This will be the first time she and Bogey have been separated since she came to live with us in September. I have a feeling there is going to be one lonely little boy dog in the house.
The odd spring weather we've been having has meant Moira's agility class has been cancelled several times in the last few weeks. That means Moira is being a holy terror at home. Lack of focused exercise is not good for any of us. I know, I should be taking her for walks but, see paragraph 1 and work. That, added to the odd weather has deterred me from my parental duties. Saturday she was so wound up that she ended up pitching an absolute hissy fit when the BC that lives behind us was in his yard. He wasn't running or anything, he was pooping. Moira was barking as though he had an entire flock of sheep, a tennis ball and a frisbee back there.
Ginny is, as always, practically perfect in every way. She is due a vet visit for a dental and removal of a growth on her chest. The growth looks to be involved in one of her mammary glands but I've been keeping an eye on it and it's not growing nor does it feel like it's attached to anything. I also haven't found any other lumps so I'm not panicking. Sam's
Thousand Dollar Testicle put a big dent in the bank account and I need to get a little more $$ ahead before there is another surgery.
And then there's Sam. So far his recovery from surgery is great. He feels good and he's flirting and playing with Moira and Gin a lot. It will be another few weeks before we can try collecting on him again to see if the other testicle can still produce viable sperm. I'm kind of waiting on G to come into season so he has a little encouragement :) He's also still a cranky old man on a regular basis and feels the need to pee in the front room when he is mad about something. I want to get the carpet replaced in there this spring and then he will have to wear a Weenie Wrap (or Wacker Packer) for the rest of his life. He's also going to be featured on a redesigned website.
Problem Solvers is a sister brand to Plow & Hearth. The brand was started several years ago then all but abandoned for the last few years. The new owners are resurrecting it and part of the resurrection is a new website. The site will go live in a little over a week with a new department called "Pet Solutions." Here's the header of the landing page for the department:
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I'm not even sure how to feel about this - or the fact that, at least on my monitor, his tongue looks grey.