The kennel continues to be party central. By late morning, the crew had waved good by to Jada the Newf, Renney the great and long suffering Pug who lives with Maggie Poodle and to Odie. Raggs will have to pack now that his big friend has departed. He and Jada had a great time - we had never met a herding Newfoundland until Miss Jada landed with her ham slices and her joie de vie. Sadie has decided that an OES looks like a good playmate after havign bonded with Scooter. Ellie the little Terrier has become the kennel helper. She loves to be loose with Our Ken and visits with everyone at any opportunity. Max likes his routine. He has times to come and times to go, times to eat and times to sleep - he heard the song! Ken encouraged him to go for a kennel spin a la Ellie and he somewhat grudgingly agreed but it did break the routine and that was a Max-worty concern. Charley and Ruff had their long sojourn in the big yard. Both will be well exercised when they go home and love their chases.
And a sidenote for the housedogs. Little Lily has moved to run with the big dogs. She loves that - well, she loves it until Marilla rolls her for overstepping her bounds but she will learn. And when she comes in for a quick nap, she occasionally snoozes in a den crate rather than going all the way out to her spot in back room. Since there were few dogs to be fed in the house, Lily's food was prepared for her den dining pleasure. Well, Miss Lily was having none of that. She danced, she barked, she threw herself at the door. Once let out, all there was was a streak as Miss Lily tore out to her own bed where the proper grub miraculously appears. Everyone knows you have to eat in your own crate! Our training continues.
Lola had a trip to the city for progesterone testing. Airedales puppies are in the offing and we are looking forward to that. Paula's little fellow is growing and thriving. She continues to care for him like we would a piece of fine china. He is cosseted and coddled and adores his Mom as much as she adores him. It is certianly a mutual admiration society.
And a sidenote for the housedogs. Little Lily has moved to run with the big dogs. She loves that - well, she loves it until Marilla rolls her for overstepping her bounds but she will learn. And when she comes in for a quick nap, she occasionally snoozes in a den crate rather than going all the way out to her spot in back room. Since there were few dogs to be fed in the house, Lily's food was prepared for her den dining pleasure. Well, Miss Lily was having none of that. She danced, she barked, she threw herself at the door. Once let out, all there was was a streak as Miss Lily tore out to her own bed where the proper grub miraculously appears. Everyone knows you have to eat in your own crate! Our training continues.
Lola had a trip to the city for progesterone testing. Airedales puppies are in the offing and we are looking forward to that. Paula's little fellow is growing and thriving. She continues to care for him like we would a piece of fine china. He is cosseted and coddled and adores his Mom as much as she adores him. It is certianly a mutual admiration society.
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