It’s been cold (for late-February) recently here in Bear Creek. It was around freezing the past few mornings. The dogs have been wearing their cold weather coats.
Last night, our new puppy Baby got the urge to purge at around 4:45 a.m. I got her out of her crate, took her out to the garage, and she peed twice and then unloaded a huge (for her) turd. Yeah!!
Now we’re talking! But, Baby was now freezing/shaking when we went back to the bedroom, so I put her the bed with me to warm her up. After licking me for ten minutes, she finally settled down and started snoring. At about that time, JayJay, who sleeps in his own bed, decided that he was cold, too, so he hopped up onto the bed on Charlie’s side. That pissed off Booger, who sleeps there nestled up against my wife, so she snarled at him and told him to go to Hell. Eventually, he found a place between Charlie and I, got cozy and warm, and drifted off to sleep, snoring of course. By that time, I was fully awake, with Charlie, Booger, JayJay, and Baby nice and toasty, all of them making noises together. It sounds horrible, but it was our little nuclear family, all tucked into the sheets, enjoying each other. It was a…three dog night, just like the Eskimos.
Booger and JayJay have been busy training the new puppy. Here, they show her how to beg for food.
She’s a quick study.
Booger has been teaching her how to play ball, too.
We watched the Oscars last night. The show ran long; Baby snoozed off before the Best Picture announcement fiasco.
Baby really didn’t care who won; she was in LaLa Land.