Saturday, October 31, 2009
Edward has just finished trick-or-treating and, of course, immediately wanted to dive into his bag full of goodies. He selected a popcorn ball and, as the photo documents, had a captive audience comprised of Maggie, Rachsie, and Red Rocket who all congregated at the foot of Edward's chair hoping that a morsel would drop. Edward's bag full of dog-toxic Halloween haul has been safely stashed on top of the refrigerator so we do not have a repeat of Red Rocket's chocolate orgy and subsequent veterinary intervention (got the credit card bill for that this morning...not pretty...).
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Our babysitter is having surgery this week and so August has taken the afternoons off of work to watch Edward. Late this afternoon he called me at work to tell me that he was working on a jack-o-lantern that would put his pumpkin carving portrait of Red Rocket "to shame." When I arrived home he ushered me into our bedroom (the darkest room in the house) and there was a pumpkin portrait of Emma in all her splendor copied from one of my favorite photographs of her. It took him four hours to create the stencil and execute the carving. Parts of the collar flowers were carved with toothpicks. I was speechless. I immediately photographed it for the blog.
Tuesday is August's bowling league night so we needed to go out as soon as I got home to grab some dinner. He extinguished the candle in the Emma pumpkin and placed it up on the table and we went to dinner. When we returned home and I walked into the kitchen to put our leftovers in the fridge and looked over at the table........ Red Rocket had eaten the entire bottom portion of the pumpkin and was laying in a "beached whale" posture with a massively bloated belly on the dining room floor. I have never experienced the emotions I felt at that moment. I laughed and cried all at the same time. (I was able to laugh since I am well versed in the 'foods that are toxic to dogs' list and thankfully pumpkin is NOT one of those foods.)
August, however, was not so amused. Being the "problem solving" personality that he is, he headed straight for the garbage bin where he fished out the pumpkin scraps and began a reconstructive operation on Emma's portrait using toothpicks to interconnect sections of pumpkin. I took Red Rocket and left the premises seeking refuge at Niki and Randy's house (our neighbors). Niki offered a canine psychoanalysis by diagnosing Rocket with an acute case of jealousy, after all, he didn't eat the pumpkin with his own portrait on it which has been in the house for three days. After 20 minutes we returned to discovered that August had completed a pretty decent patch job. I doubt that in the dark anyone would notice the flaws although he is concerned that as the pumpkin shrinks and shrivels over the next several days that the patch job won't hold up until Halloween. I guess we'll see.
I tried to make August look on the bright side. I said, "Just think, this will make a GREAT post on the blog." He looked at me with a deadpan expression and said, "You can start off the blog entry with a message from Red Rocket saying, 'This is my last post...'"
Well, life number seven gone - six more to go!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
The beautiful fall weather has had me longing to take the dogs walking but, of course, Red Rocket cannot tolerate movement over long distances. Thus, I have succumbed to the marketers of pet vanity products and have purchased a dog stroller. Red Rocket seemed to grasp the necessity of this mobility-assisting device and settled in immediately. This particular model is a travel stroller so we can fold it up and take it with us when we travel.
I, Red Rocket, in protest of the padlock which has been placed on the pantry door to prevent canine access to gourmet offerings - a decision that was made without canine representation at the family council meeting - hereby demonstrate my displeasure through the staging of a tea party.
Rachsie got her first family vacation as we hit the road and headed to Texas for Fall Break. Available lap space was limited as August was driving and I was sitting in the back next to Edward to keep him entertained. Red Rocket and Rachsie frequently perched on the center console waiting for the moment when my lap was clear so they could leap onto it.
The heating pad saga continues... Now that the weather has turned really cold here the heating pad is a coveted spot for lounging or napping. In this photo Rachsie is "caught in the act" stealing the warm spot after I got off the couch to get something to drink.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Maggie, Rachsie and Red Rocket are all voracious eaters who have no qualms about stealing each other's meals and treats. Emma, of course, enforced a strict discipline policy in this regard and monitored individual bowls to ensure each member of the family got only his/her portion. However, her absence has resulted in a food consumption free-for-all. Daddy has taken over the nighttime cookie distribution and has designated a "presentation chair" to prevent treat theft. After the dogs have gone out for their last potties of the evening they are each lifted into the chair to be presented with their cookie. He attempts to teach them "sit" and "shake" in order to earn their cookies. Obviously, Red Rocket is unable to shake - he spontaneously developed this "sit pretty" routine to earn his treat.
Last Saturday morning Edward rallied the family into battle mode. Mommy was drafted to set up troop formations of Company Star Wars, Company Gormiti and Company Little Green Men and Edward commenced war games. Rachsie and Red Rocket were tapped as Generals who watched the battle from their perch up on the hill.