Category Archives: Pets
Time to play and chew!
Today’s destruction.
At least it was one of HER toys.
She’ll get comfortable anywhere
Olive’s evasive maneuvers
I was supposed to meet Anna at noon but Olive would NOT come inside…and she’s way too fast for you to catch her. I even tried tricking her and enticing her with treats. In the end it took a good 20 minutes of cajoling to get her in.
(She was even more hilarious in person—I couldn’t get her best evasive moves while holding the phone. )
Pillow 0, Olive 1
So this happened while I was in the shower this morning.
The pillow did already have a hole in it but she’s pretty much left it alone. Usually I come out of the shower and she’s laying on the couch. Oh well. It was a nice run.
Her ears are still wonky.
But still hella cute.
Resting Besties
We took Olive when we went over for dinner and of course they all go apeshit bananas for a long time…but then they do eventually settle down.
She likes her toy bin.
I was in the kitchen and heard a different noise that I couldn’t tell what it was so I went to inspect…and found this.
She had pulled her toy bin out by the tag. Silly dog!
Leaves are yummy!
Her newest toy is a headband.
She has sooooo much fun with this.
The anatomy of a Boston Terrier
Baseball morning!
We had an away game which means we’d be gone for like 4 hours so we took Olive to Anna’s so she could play with Honey. She always ends up in the front seat.
I haven’t posted much about baseball this fall season… Tom is coaching again. They’re about 50-50 for wins and lossses. Owen isn’t pitching but it still liking first base…and has been catching more!
It was a wee bit chilly. Katie even stayed in the car!
Olive and her crazy self
She brings us anything she finds.
Cuddle face!
Olive likes her Sparty
We found this Sparty dog toy at Horrocks and of course had to buy it!
Olive wants to play but…
Christmas book equals…
If I’m reading a Christmas-themed book I can listen to Christmas music, right?
Gee Olive, make yourself comfortable.
Two of today’s naps.
Waking up…
A dog and her bed and a ball.
And then…
She was sleeping cuddled in my neck!
Time for a comfy sun nap.
So Maggie might not have been senile.
We assumed Maggie was senile because she didn’t understand she could walk through a smaller sliding door opening. She’d sit outside next to the opening and bark to be let in.
Well.
Olive does the same thing—this wasn’t clear to her.
Oh, the life.
A brisk morning walk with Olive
She wasn’t thrilled with the sweater (she wants to chew on the loose ruffle/skirt part) but she enjoyed the walk.
Those crossed legs!
Sun + blanket + Olive
Olive looooves tennis balls.
