You know when you have a family that has like 10 kids they can't afford and you find out they are pregnant again? And you roll your eyes and say "They are pregnant AGAIN??"
Well that's us... only with dogs. We are like quadrodoggymom and quadrodoggydad. Because yes, we are getting another dog! (this will make four ......hence the quad... sorry I'm erring on the side of stupidity)
You see there is a good reason. ( well other than the fact that we are dog loving freaks and will most likely end up with a dozen dogs one day...either that or we have got to have another baby! why is it so much easier to take the leap and get another dog than it is to have another child? ) Lucy, as much as we love her, is slowing down. She only has probably 1 or maybe 2 hunting seasons left. She made this very apparent the other day when there were ducks in the next door neighbors back yard and she didn't even see them. Mike had to physically point her head towards the ducks to get her to realize it. Then off she went when they had already saw her! Mike swears she is the best hunting dog ever and he feels she needs to train another dog and/or have one trained before she dies(we are totally dreading that idea). Therefore with most pups needing to be a year old to really hunt that puts us in a time crunch. Oh and if your wondering; Daisy is a pointer and she wouldn't retrieve if her life depended on it. If you could get her to put a duck in her mouth she would just run around with it in circles until she ran out of energy... which would be never.
We have found what we believe will not only be an excellent hunter but also a wonderful addition to our family. SHE will be a Chesapeake Bay Retriever/Chocolate Lab mix. They are only a week old so we have to wait 5 more weeks for her to come home. We haven't gone to pick her out yet so I don't have a specific picture. We are very excited. I KNOW we are crazy dog people (instead of crazy cat lady; you know...ha ha- once again erring on the side of stupidity) .JPG)
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Logen LOVED the dogs. When one of them wasn't around he would always want me to go get them. He really wanted one to sleep in bed with him but it just didn't work out. They are too used to sleeping with us.
It was such a beautiful day. It was warm enough that Michaella and Logen were able to have a little bit of a water fight outside.
Michaella was so glad to have someone to play with! Poor child has to entertain herself most of the time, and I'm sorry I don't really want to play Dora Candyland all the time. And the odd thing is, Michaella has a knack of winning every single time. No wonder she loves to play it.
Logen asked Mike to show him some stars with his telescope. Michael was so nice and patient and he showed them Saturn and the Moon. Logen really loved it.
Bed time and brushing teeth. Two sinks came in very handy.
We had puffy french toast for breakfast. I had two very helpful kids.
We really had a great time. I suffered slightly. Boys are a little different than girls if you haven't noticed. So it was rough housing instead of playing house. But in the end it was all good! (and quiet) :)
It's been awhile since I actually blogged about us. Life is same ol' same ol'. You get up you go to work you come home. But that is life...right? We are all ready for the weather to warm up. And I'm not talking about that one 70* day that teases us into thinking spring is here. Old man weather has thrown in a couple of those the last 2 weeks... he sure is cruel.
Michaella and I bought a 1 dollar Hannah Montana kite. It's nice to know it's the small things that make us so happy.
Then we went for a walk. More of a leisurely stroll actually. Michaella is just barely figuring out the trike and she isn't exaclty Evil Kenevil.
See this is much better... Winston will let other people do the work.
Winston is looking at me like "Why the heck do YOU get to ride?"
Okay he really isn't too pleased with me. He didn't mind the first sweater but this 2nd one doesn't fit as well and I think I pee-peed him right off. He isn't talking to me.
FYI it is supped to be a skull and cross bones. I don't like the way it turned out. I'm going to see what else I can do.
This is how you vacuum and do house work and you don't have to worry about running over the puppy.
Yes it is true. I have found my calling. I am ridiculous and I love it.
Now Winston is just a trite little thing. He has no meat on his teeny little bones. So Mama to the rescue..I crocheted him a sweater! But not just any little sweater it even has "gumballs" on it. The poor little guy.. he is going to be fashion forward if he likes it or not. I've also downloaded a pattern for a skull & crossbones sweater! Move over Tim Gunn!
We've added to the Family. Okay well I did and I every so gently talked Mike into it also. Friday I came home with 1 more,Yes 1 more dog. I kept telling Michaella that he was going to kill me she told people that I was going to get fired. As many of you are asking yourself...how did Mike react? Well he reacted perty much how you would think he would react... not happy. I think there were certain comments about the other dogs eating the new one, perhaps he would disappear. But I know Mike and I know he loves dogs as much as I do so I knew it would just take time. The exact time was about 1/2 hour and then all of a sudden he wanted the new little guy to lay with him and cuddle. But as much as he doesn't show he isn't happy he vocalizes it as much as possible. But actions speak louder than words! :) So every one... Meet Winston. 
Winston is a "Designer Dog" or a "hybrid dog" He is called a Chion or a Chi-a-Pap or a Paphuahua. (Chihuahua x Papillion) Michael calls him a mutt and an ankle biter. What ever you would like to call him but I call him Adorable! He is my baby. And I can't wait to cart him around in my bag and look ridiculous! (or just you watch Mike will be the one carting him around)
