Sunday, June 1, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Freddie the Cutie
Here are the two latest pics I have of Freddie:
I accidently took this pic of him while I was playing with the camera. You can see all the little details on his nose. And he's looking straight at the camera. hee hee hee
What a sweetie...
Pics of the eaten couch are coming - I promise! They're just on the other camera..
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
dogs and games and beds
Going through my computer I came across a whole bunch of photos that I hadn't uploaded. There's quite a number of funny ones.
Take this candid shot for example...
She'll put her feet in the shallows because she's curious and wants to sniff. But any further and she's gone.
While trying to drag Fred into the ocean is like trying to drag huge boulders of stone. It's not possible.
I think the pic below is so sweet. Little Harry (the bf's mum's dog) watching Freddie as he romps his way home, while Rosie stands in the back watching in case something happens. lol.
But they all look happy like a little family. Awww...
Playing Dodge!Fred
These are also some cool photos of the doggies running around. I love how Rosie is practically horizontal in the first pic, and how she stops herself short in the second pic. She almost looks like she's leapfrogging. And Freddie's in half bound...
Here is another sweet photo, with Freddie sitting back while Rosie tries to get his attention to play.
Awww... all I seem to be saying is "awww..."
Isn't that the sweetest photo of Rosie? I sense another Awwww coming on..
Taking a break
I think this was taken after Freddie was washed. His fur's standing on end, which it's prone to do after he's been washed. He's got that worried look on his face again. And his ear looks funny all turned back like that.
I think that the 'string' dangling from Freddie's mouth is actually a stream of water. I say this mainly because in the first pic there are 2 'strings'.
I LOVE the third pic though. The look of his face and his tongue. hee hee hee
Rosie and Harry
Just FYI, Rosie doesn't usually play with other dogs. She plays with Fred - but only when she feels like it. With Harry she usually doesn't bother playing at all - especially not in the beginning. She only ever warms up after a while. This is later in the afternoon. And it's so sweet how she gets down to his level to play.
and some other pics..
and back to the mystery of the missing futon
Now remember last time when I was bemoaning the loss of the futon?
I found some more pics including the new 'bed' that I made them before it got destroyed.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Update on the Dastardly Duo
Lots, and lots and LOTS! That's what!
First up, the peach tree in our backyard has blossomed. To the point that we are being flooded with ripe peaches. Every day Fred and Rosie forage in the forest (backyard) to find food for their ever growing doggie tummies. Here is Rosie caught in the act as she sniffs for peaches...
Meanwhile, we all know the state of my poor doggie's accomodation/sleeping quarters. Their beds are essentially a frame with some fabric hanging off it in very artistic ways.
Here is Rosie doing her own style of interior decor...
Guilt finally took over, and we gave them our old futon.
So far, so good. You can see there's already been some slight tearing, but perhaps that's just to make them feel more comfortable. So it's like a den, y'know. Carve out your little piece of sleeping area so to speak.
Here is rosie later...
The next morning when I woke up, I was greeted with this:
We're actually pretty sure it's Freddie who does all the destruction. Poor Rosie. All she wanted was a comfy bed. But Freddie was bored and dug it all up. Dogs are so dumb...
In other news Freddie's getting a bit dominant again. I caught them playing, and usually a dog shows dominance by 'humping' as Sue so nicely puts it, the other. Usually it's Rosie doing this, and it's quite amusing to watch. However, I caught Freddie doing this the other day (see left).
We've also stopped walking them by driving them directly to the park (I know, how naughty of us!), after Freddie pulled so badly that I fell onto the concrete driveway of our next door neighbour's house. *sigh*
In fact I stopped walking them for a week after that. I'm slowly taking back over the reins, but only after the bf disciplined them and kept them on a short lead for a week.
And they're much better now. But it's all about consistency. And gee, it's hard to be consistent on a daily basis - especially when you're tired, and you just want to get the walk over and done with so you can relax in front of the tele - or make jewellery in my lab, in my case. LOL.
I have a whole bunch of other pics at home, including one of the new bed that I made my puppies (which they promptly chewed into oblivion in 12 hours), but they don't seem to be on this computer. So instead, I'll just have to finish off with some pics of my gentle giants playing...
But as per usual, I'll sign off with the cutest/funniest pic I have of Freddie on hand...
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Fred's Birthday and Rosie Shenanigans
It's Freddie's birthday today. At least according to his records from the pound. But seeing as he wasn't registered or microchipped when we got him, I very much doubt that he was born on the 1/1/2007. Regardless of his official birth date though, I'd say it would be close to, or has already been 1 year since Freddie was born.
So how did we celebrate? Well, we didn't really. Today was really just like any other day. We're such terrible dog parents aren't we? LOL.
The doggies have had a few good days though. On Sunday we took them down to the bf's mum's place. She has a little beach shack right on the beach. We dragged the puppies into the ocean for the first time. Rosie was interested until she got out of her depth, and then wanted to get back on land. Fred didn't want to go in at all, until he saw Rosie was in, and grudgingly let himself be dragged in. But he didn't like it much. Definately no golden retriever in these two dogs. Or is it lab? I can't remember which breed it is that's supposed to love water more.
After that, I went and washed them, and both behaved fairly civilly. Poor doggies. Not only did I go and drag them into the big scary ocean, but then I had to wash them. And then to add insult to injury, I left them at the house and disappeared into the ocean myself. I was a bit worried that Fred would jump over the fence (they have a very low fence) and follow me, but when I turned to look, he just had his paws on the fence and watched me leave, looking very forlorn.
=S
They were so exhausted when we got them home. Pretty much went straight to sleep. Poor puppies.
Yesterday Fred and Rosie made me laugh so hard. This is what I was met with when I woke up to go and feed the dogs:
My friend who owns a dog says that they only sleep on their backs when they're totally relaxed. Freddie must be a pretty relaxed doggie then. Because that's how he is pretty much 80% of the time. Flat on his back, legs spread, balls in the air, begging for a scratch. LOL. Rosie, on the other hand, only very rarely gets into this pose.
Later on in the afternoon, I noticed Fred was harrassing Rosie. I looked around him to see what was going on, and had to laugh out loud. This is the sight I was met with:
Now I know it's mean of me to laugh, and I sympathised with her predicament, but you gotta admit it's pretty funny. Freddie had pretty much managed to push her into that hole. And me being the mean mother that I am, just kept on laughing and taking pictures rather than go out there and try and help her out.
And here's another pic to give you a bit more perspective..
You can see the damage he's done to the bed. Unfortunately these beds are quite expensive, and he's pretty silly because as you can see in the previous pics, those dogs just seem to manage to make the holes wider and wider.
I'm planning on sewing up some new beds for them soon. I've got some heavy curtain fabric. Alternatively, I'm told the local co-op sells hessian sacks, and that might be an option too.
Poor doggies. They're just making do at the moment, but it's their own fault really for not taking care of their beds. We had 3 beds to begin with (2 brand new, and 1 from our previous dog), and in the last two moths, all 3 beds have had holes made in them.