A year with Lucy

We've now had Lucy for over a year!  We got her when she was just 7 weeks old and she was just tiny and cute!  It was a tough year with her ... she was a nippy, yappy, obnoxious little puppy, and was a PAIN to housebreak.  I officially hate the puppy stage.  She turned one in July, and it was like a magic switch was flipped.  She now listens, and can obey.  She is like a totally different dog.

I am so glad we stuck through the awful puppy stage.  She is now very sweet, rather well behaved, and her barking can be controlled when we tell her quiet.  I still need to go through obedience training with her, but for the most part, she's a good little family dog!  

We were sad to see how much she's grown (she's about 15 lbs, and came to us at 3 lbs), until we saw someone selling a 4 month old Minature Schnauzer.  That puppy was seriously 2x the size of Lucy.  Lucy is pretty much full grown, and compared to many Minature Schnauzers, she's still puppy sized.  We love it!

Anyways, happy one-year anniversary to us and Lucy!  Guess I should actually get out her AKC papers and send them in to register her (oops!)

Lucy-Dawg (7.5 months!)

Lucy-Dawg is already 7.5 months! She has turned into a sweetheart. She loves the kids, is very snuggly, and has mellowed out so much! The only trouble I have with her is barking. She does NOT like people coming anywhere near her house! We're working on it though. Overall, she's a wonderful, sweet dog!

The difference between Dogs and Cats

My mom sent me this email, and it just rang so true, I had to share it.  

Adding this picture of Lily and Lucy just made it even funnier.

WHAT PETS WRITE IN THEIR DIARIES

Excerpts from the Dog's Diary ...

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk Bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!


Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary ...

Day 983 of my captivity ...

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.

Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Inferiors.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies'. I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ...

Babies, Babies everywhere!

I left the trash for just a minute, but that's all the time Lucy needed:

I was a bit mad - Augh!  As I cleaned up a bit, I turned to give her the evil eye, and saw this:

I'm powerless.  

Lucy is 7 weeks old, and so sweet, cuddly, and cute.  She's also mischievous and feisty.  She adores AngelBaby, who adores the puppy right back!  Lucy is definitely fitting in as a family dog!

In other news, we are on DAY 3 with the baby bunnies!  

They've grown, and fill up the box a little more now!

For some size-perspective:

Sunflower had some complications the night before, but this morning she's doing much better. That fur is growing back ... and it's only day 3!

Speaking of Lucys ...

We just got a new puppy, who is now named Lucy.  My family loves talking to her and saying "hey, Luce" in their best Joe Jr voice.  She is a precious little thing.  She is a miniature schnauzer who is 7 weeks old, currently weighs 3.2lbs, and is adorable.  Well, I'm just a proud owner, so judge for yourself:

Oh, and if you ever find yourself bored during the day, try repeating the word "schnauzer" over and over.  "Shhhh-now-zuuuur"  It can be very entertaining to a sleep-deprived mom!