Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Looking at the world from different point of view

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

MIdnight and Data

Sunday, July 30, 2006



Have you ever seen a dog try so hard to understand what you are saying? When Midnight is trying to understand what I am saying, she will cock her head to one side and just look at me. Sometimes I almost think she knows what I am saying.

Monday, July 03, 2006

What kind of dog is THAT?

Tonight my baby (Midnight) and I drove to Chik-Fil-A. (They have THE best milkshakes around) I gave my order and drove to the first window. Midnight is not exactly as huge as Data, yet, but she is getting quite large. The girl at the window momentarily forgot what she was doing and just stared at Midnight....Midnight, on the other hand, must've known it was her time to shine because she immediately sat erect in her seat and stared back at the poor girl.

As I handed her my money, she asked, "what kind of dog is that?" Of course, I told her that she's a German Shepherd. She looked at MIdnight again and said, "But I thought those dogs were brown.."

I reassured her that she was a pure-bred Shepherd. Though I'm still not sure that she believed me. Once again she looked over at Midnight. "what is she, some kind of albino" There was , I hate to admit, a small part of me that watned to tell her "yes" my dog with brown eyes is as much of an albino as you are because you have blue eyes......But, I simply told her she's not an albino...the white coat is a recessive gene.

Saturday, June 24, 2006

baby midnight




When was the last time you saw a smiling dog?

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Data and the Vet



In seems like just yesterday, Midnight had to go to the vet. I guess Data felt jealous, so today was his turn.

Yesterday, I looked over at him and his usual shiny eyes were only half of their normal splendor. His left eye was (still is, by the way) a little foggy, a little swollen, and very, very red (very). I haven't seen him paw at it

He was just lying on the floor, looking up at me with his big puppy dog eyes as if to say, "mama, I don't feel good. What's wrong with me?"

He went to the vet first thing this morning. I can remember when he would act like some kind of nut at the vet's office. Not today. I think he was glad he was there. I've never seen him so well-behaved. (It was almost scary)

The prognosis: scratches on his cornea. He goes back next week.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

playing in the sun



someone forgot to tell Midnight and Data that it's the Dog Days of Summer.....

Monday, June 12, 2006

There's just something about having to give a dog steroids for a possible allergy infection that seems a bit wierd to me. But, I guess it'll be well worth it if Midnight stops itching. Has anything new been brought into the house? has she been exposed to anything new? Have I bathed in scented shampoo? What kind of food does she get? Does she have any special treats? My dog has allergies. Super- The trick is findong out what gets her going. She's been banned from the bypass for the next two weeks, but it's possible that it could be te new candles that I bought.....Wouldn't that be a hoot-if Midnight was allergic to Yankee Candle Co. Candles (MeadowMist and Vanilla Oak are the best!)

Friday, June 09, 2006

Their Greatest Loves


Mark's dad used to say that Lucky aka Luck-a-Buck (the overweight, fickle and extremely templermental dalmation) lived better than half of humanity.

I think it goes without saying that Midnight and Data are following right in her footsteps. I never thouht I would be the one to spoil my dogs.

Yet, here I am buying them food from the health food store and giving them RO (reverse osmosis) water to drink. During the summer months, I also put ice in their water, because their just not spoiled enough.

Do they appreciate all these little extras? I'd like to think that they do.

Their are two things, though, that they have come to expect. Bye byes and pigs ears.

Data has trained Midnight to run to the door when they see me grab my keys and head for the door. Then they will sit there with the best puppy dog looks that you have ever seen and hope upon hope that they will get to go on a bye-bye.

The pigear phenomenon is their latest indulgence. (yes, these two have indulgences)

Data begins by sitting next to the bag of piggies ears and then looks longingly at the bag and then back at Mark and I. Usually that gets him nowhere, so he will proceed to walk up to Mark, look back at the bag and bark. Not his angry-someone is invading my territory bark-it's more like a yelp-a very loud yelp. By this point, he's getting excited, his tail's wagging and he knows that it's almost piggie time-so he yelps...

Saturday, June 03, 2006

O P E N W I D E ! ! !


I'm calling Guinness next week....

she just may hold the record for the biggest mouth.

Shadows