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Showing posts with label Cute. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cute. Show all posts
Daily Dose of Cute
We recently had to retire Dudley's BFF Piggy, because Dudley had played with Piggy so much that he'd reached the squeakers. So one day I snuck Piggy away to the kitchen bin heaven, and soon afterward brought home Monkey, who is Dudley's new BFF.
There has been much squeaking and tug-of-war fun with Monkey, as well as lots of cuddly naptime.
As I mentioned when we first got Dudley, just over a year ago, he came to us baffled by the concept of toys, after life at a racetrack where he was never given any. I said then: "One of our challenges is to bring out the happy-go-lucky inner dog in him. Too much enthusiasm scares him, so it's confidence-building first, and then we'll learn how to have fun!" A year later, I feel like we've had real success. He is an extremely playful pup now, who will actually go and get toys (especially his yellow blanket) and bring them to us when he wants some playtime.
It is a marked difference from when he first arrived, and would cringe away if we lifted a hand too high in an attempt to play.
I have noted before the surprise with which Dudley is greeted now by his foster parents at the rescue, who remember the timid, anxious, unconfident dog he was when he came off the track—and I sometimes imagine, when I look at him now, what he makes of that distant past.
It is said that dogs don't remember, but this morning Dudley gave a terrifying shriek in his sleep. I ran into the other room where he slept and called out his name. He leapt up and looked at me with what I would swear was a look of relief, and ran to me with a wagging tail. I knelt down and he put his head on my shoulder. He wanted to feel safe.
And then, he wanted to play.
We went out into the backyard and ran in mad circles together. When we came back in, he cuddled up with Monkey on his big tartan pillow beside my desk, where he gave a big heaving sigh of contentment and soon fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.
He lies there often while I work, sometimes napping and sometimes just resting, keeping his big brown eyes on me in the hope I might drop a bit of sandwich.
And when he wants to play, I play—because he needs it; because he is owed at least that much; because he is a survivor, just like me.
Dudley and Monkey in Two-Legs' office.
Daily Dose of Cute
Tilsy is telling stories again—but looks very cute with her new lion cut. [Please note: This video contains images of Tilsy's fangs when she yawns.]
Video Description: Tilsy sits on the couch with her newly trimmed shag, looking like she's wearing fuzzy Uggs. She stares at the camera glaikishly. "What are you doing?" I whisper. I zoom in. She stares at the camera glaikishly. She yawns. I zoom out. She stares at the camera glaikishly. "Mwah!" she says. "Really?" I respond. "Mah!" she says. "Are you sure about that?" I ask. She looks away, then back. She stares at the camera glaikishly. "I don't know if that's true," I say. "Sounds to me like another one of your made-up stories, ma'am." She lies down and stares at the camera glaikishly. Then she attacks the camera. Fin.
Daily Dose of Cute
Here are four things you need to know about Matilda: 1. She is very fuzzy. 2. She doesn't like being groomed. 3. She doesn't particularly like grooming herself, either. 4. So she gets mats.
Although she's not good about letting me brush her, she is pretty good about letting me cut mats out of her fur with scissors, so that's the routine. EXCEPT. She won't let me get anywhere near the backs of her back legs and around her butt, and so she gets these huge-ass mats that are just impossible to deal with—and they are certainly no fun for her to have, either.
So I summoned her infinitely patient groomer, who continues to work with Tils despite Tils having bitten her once, and requested that she get rid of all those difficult mats by giving Tilsy a lion cut for the summer. It's the first lion cut she's ever had, and I cannot stop giggling at how ridiculously adorable she looks.
"Oh the humanity!"
I can't get over the fuzzy boots.
"It's all the rage in Paris, you know."
Daily Dose of Cute
Mah eyez iz still irrimatated. I wuz feeling poopy yesterdayz.
Then I gotz a get well card from mah BFF, Van.
Thanks, Van! Now I feel much better!
The End.
Daily Dose of Cute
As promised, here are some pix of Dudley and his BFF Van, who is the dog-in-residence at Blogginz Manor, at MamaBlogz's birthday party earlier this month.
The two of them are sooooooo cute together: Van is just this adorbz snub-nosed wrinkled tank, and Dudley is so the opposite. They are truly the Laurel and Hardy of dogs. They ran around the backyard together, play-bowing at each other and making dramatic snorty noises, and, inside, Dudley was rolling onto his back and pawing up at Van, who dodged between Dudley's gangly legs to give him belleh nudges with his big wrinkly nose. At dinnertime, they kept switching bowls. "What do you have over here? Oh! It's the same thing I had over there! NOM NOM NOM."
Van is such a good boy and such a gracious host. He even shared his toys and bed with Dudley. And Dudley is such a good boy and a perfectly behaved guest; he was even polite as could be with the Top Catz of Blogginz Manor!
Daily Dose of Cute
The silly wee mongrel pictured above just backed up all 70 pounds of himself against me, then looked over his shoulder and whined pitifully. Translation: "Give me butt scratches, Two-Legs!"
Two-Legs happily complied.
Daily Dose of Cute
Other scenes of naptime at Shakes Manor are below the fold (on most browsers)...
Literally, the calmest Olivia has ever been in her life.
Lady Matilda of Snoozington
Dudley, aka "The Neck"
Daily Dose of Cute
Dudley lies on his big pillow munching on a pig's ear. Liss asks: "Dudley, do you feel better?" Dudley lifts his head, looks at Liss, and licks his lips. "Do you feel better now?" Dudley goes back to chewing on the pig's ear. "I'm gonna take that as a yes." [edit] Dudley chews on the ear and it pokes him in the eye. He is unphased. [edit] Dudley is done; the pig's ear has been demolished. He gently licks his paws and cleans up all the crumbs left on the big pillow, then looks up at Liss. "Hi!"Dudley went back to the vet on Saturday, just for a check-up to make sure everything looked good. (It did.) His eyes aren't totally back to normal yet, but the whites of his eyes are in the same galaxy as white again, which is a huge relief. In the meantime, he continues to be a good boy about getting his eye-drops and taking his antibiotics. Will behave for peanut butter!
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Daily Dose of Cute
Well, after his trip to the vet yesterday, and almost a full 24 hours of sleep, Mr. Doodles is starting to feel a wee bit better.
"My eyes are hurty."
Dudley's eyes still look terrible, but they look positively splendid by comparison to how they looked yesterday. He'll go back to the vet again tomorrow, just to be sure everything's proceeding as expected and looking good.
I said this in comments earlier, but it bears repeating: I'm really lucky that Dudley's such a good dog. He was an absolute champ at the vet's yesterday: He had his temperature taken, got several sets of various drops and dyes in his eyes, took three different meds, had lights shined in his eyes by two vets, and he was perfect through the whole thing. He even wagged his wee tail at the vet when he left and came back into the exam room, as if to reassure him, "I know you're here to help me and I ain't mad."
He's taking both of his meds without complaint, and he's letting me check his eyes and administer the drops without any problem; he's even figured out that after one eye gets drops, the other one's next, and helpfully tilts his head in the other direction. All this through double conjunctivitis so severe the vet said he looked as if he'd been pepper-sprayed by the mail carrier. He's such a GOOD BOY.
"I can haz treat now, Mama?"
You bet your ass you can!
Daily Dose of Cute
As we know, spring has sprung once Dougie has sniffed a bluebonnet. This past weekend, he made our dreams come true:
This shot reveals Dougie's new warm weather cut. Photo by TheLadyEve.
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