Annie's Tummy: again

     I was all set to do a post about Annie and Paul eating skim milk right from the Hubbs cereal bowl.  We laughed, took pics, and let them clean out the bowl at the end of the cereal.  And it was funny, until 5:30 this morning.
     That's when Paul did the, "MOM!  WAKE UP!! NOW!!!!!!" bark.  Out of bed, into my wellies, collars, leashes, into the front yard just in time for Annie's upset tummy.
     Yep, it's all fun and games until Mom's making bland diet again. …….. 

Annie the Moocher

For anyone who thinks Annie cares who feeds her, nope.  

Howl O Ween

Just a penguinologist and her penguins.  I'd like to note here how wonderful my husband is.  Realy, how many other guys would tolerate walking around a mall with the dogs on a Sunday afternoon dressed as a penguin.

Wordless Wednesday: Stubborn Pup!

     You know those times you want to come back into the house, grab your stuff for work, and head out the door, but the pup won't come inside so you can leave?  Yea, this is one of those times...

Candles in the house

     We've all done it: walked in the house after a long hard day, twitched our noses, said it, and then found it.  Dog poo.

     If you read our Facebook page at all, you saw the early morning post about Annie's upset stomach at 12:45 and at 1:45.  Her stomach still wasn't happy on her morning walk despite being in play mode and jumping on The Hubbs.  

     So, tonight, after I got home and cleaned up behind her, I lit several candles all over the house.  I thought the little one in the middle of our messy coffee table to help it stay stable.  The big one above is on the kitchen counter.  

     These ones are my favorite dog proof candles because they're bolted to the wall and out of the reach of noses and tails.  (IKEA no longer makes these)  They're the perfect size for tea lights and do a nice job.

Wordless wednesday: Annie says Feed me

     We often joke at home that Annie could care less about us, she's just interested in our food.  As a piece of this proof, here's Annie on a typical night.

I know you have food up there that you're not sharing with me!!!

Itchy Annie: Part, I've lost count

     Remember a month ago when Annie and Paul were put on Comfortis to keep fleas off of them?  (City dwellers who are jealous of yards, be happy you don't have to worry about fleas in said yard)  Well, a month later, we're still on Comfortis.  Annie is also on 2 other anti itch, antihistamine meds that have her consuming water like crazy.

     She's not horribly sick by any means, but wow, can she itch when she's not on these.  The amazing thing is, once we've cut back from teh 3 pills twice a day to 1 pill once a day with a plane Clariton, she almost totally stops itching.  She still nibbles on her paws, so we wipe them down with baby wipes.
     However, for the first time ever, Annie's not itching and scratching like crazy.  And before anyone lights my ears up (so to speak) please know she was our first dog.  I just always assumed that all dogs itched this much.

     What we are down to now: 1 pill of an antihistamine with a steroid once a day, 1 Clariton, wiping down paws after each trip into the yard, and cleaning out her ears each week (with gauze pads instead of  cotton balls)
   

Oh, Paul

     Remember this?  Yea, a week later, it's still here.  I'm now being told it's torn tendons.   After teaching typing and keyboarding skills all day, it's kind of hard to type at night with your whole hand twitching.  So I'm putting this on hold for a few days.  When we come back, i'll pick back up with the ABC's of the blogs and talk about St. Francis and the blessing of the animals.