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Category Archives: Pets
Olive napping trifecta
I’m not the only one who likes the egg chair!
That’s one way to nap.
Friday Fave: Sisters!
Those ears!!!
Do you see her?
No, they’re not spoiled.
Yes, Ivy has her head on Olive.
Could they BE any cuter?
Smushy shreepy face
And then later after she woke up.
Ivy is living her best life.
Half in the shade, half in the sun, in a comfy bed, with a nice breeze blowing…
She’s not even on pain meds any more!
Two of my loves.
And a different two.
Totally cute in her surgery onesie!
Being introduced to Olive again.
It didn’t take long for this to happen.
Olive gets a ride to school
Olive had spent the night at Anna’s so Ivy could relax after her surgery. She didn’t want to go in the travel crate while Anna took the kids to school…
It’s Ivy’s turn!
We briefly considered letting Ivy have a litter… because OMG could you even imagine a litter of Boston puppies?! But then we thought about how much work that would be — and how tempting it would be to keep one or more of them — and we scheduled her spay.
Tis a reading and cuddle day
When Owen beats me to the couch
And then when he has to finish getting ready for school…
OMG THIS FACE.
Sunny spring photo shoot
A tired Olive.
Play, play, nap.
Well I WAS going to get up but now I’m obviously stuck.
Those ears and that face!
It’s past Olive’s bedtime.
A dog’s life, amirite?
Katie REALLY wants a cat.
I found this note on her door this morning.
Felix is at PetSmart and has been there for longer than normal. She knows I’d love an orange tabby…so she keeps trying to convince me.
But unfortunately it’s just not gonna happen. He’s not declawed. Tom is allergic and doesn’t want to take meds every day (again). I’m leery of adding a cat to two dogs. And I’ve fully enjoyed no more litter duty.
Olive cuddles.
And this face!
Every time we’re in the kitchen. Every. Time.
Nope, not spoiled.
Nap time!
Oh Ivy… that’s not a toy.
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.
The only thing that makes 6am worth it.
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.
