Sooooo Ivy just brought a baby rabbit into the house…in her teeth. It wasn’t quite dead…so Tom had to kill it. Katie was a mess. Poor Ivy, I’m sure, just thought it was a toy.
We went outside to look for more (just in case) and Tom found the nest (and another bunny). As he was moving it outside the fence (to be near where we saw the mama bunny), I almost stepped on this one hiding in the grass.
We relocated that one, too.
These damn dogs whine every morning anywhere from 5-6am…so I have to get up and let them out. I hate it.
After maybe 10 or less minutes they come to sleep on me. I don’t hate it.
They didn’t even want to move when I got up.
Stacked!
We put in a pet door so the girls can go in and out as they please. Unfortunately one problem is that they sometimes come in with sticks…
Every morning been 5 and 5:30 is when the dogs start whining. I’m pretty sure it’s Ivy. But Which means that’s when my day starts… But I take advantage and chill on the couch with them as long as I can. Unfortunately this morning the housekeepers were coming at 8:30 so I didn’t get my usual cuddle time.
And if we didn’t watch her she’d be up on the table immediately.
Today we turned their bed around and put the fire on.
And then she was spoiled in my lap while her sister was in the bed.
We might have gotten them a La-Z-Boy dog couch at Costco because it was on clearance.
It’s mostly Ivy on top of Olive.
But sometimes it’s Olive on top of Ivy!
