So the dogs are becoming friends. They wrestle and play, and get jealous of each other. Then they sigh, put their heads on their paws, and take naps. There was no surprise on the kitchen floor last night, no 3 am barking to go outside. I only woke up to being kicked by Miss Char, who got the turn to sleep with me in the big comfy bed.
Jon and Suze took Duke on a walk yesterday afternoon, he was fine on the leash. I take the two of them outside every few hours, they do their business, run around a bit, and come right back in when I call them. In fact, Duke listens quicker than Suri does.
I do wonder about having two dogs, but it is a little late for that:)
Samuel went to PT last night, whatever that is. He usually goes once a week, it is training with the Future Soldiers, for the Army. He hurt his leg last night, doesn't know exactly what it is, a pulled muscle is my guess. So he stayed home from Activity Club last night and we planned to watch , "The Shankshaw Redemption", which he has to watch for his film studies class. We had the house all to ourselves, with the dogs, of course. Then Benjamin called, and I got to talk to him for a bit with no interruptions, which was pleasant. Ben has to go out to a remote place in Washington state for three weeks of training, starting today. (He is in the Army:} Ashley is due for their baby in four weeks. The soldiers can't have phones there, but if she really needs him, she can call the base and they can reach him. I wish I could fly out there and stay with her! Anyway, they are doing well, they have everything ready for the baby and are so excited.
After talking to Ben, I made some popcorn for Sam and I, and we had a good old time watching that movie together. Then Emily and Abigail stopped in to meet the new pup, and stayed for a while to talk. The other kids started piling in the door from Activity Club, Sam had to take the movie out to finish it in his room, as it wasn't good for little kids, even if he could have heard it with all the noise they brought in the door with them.
So here we are this fine Thursday morning. We have a stack of books to return to the library. Jonathan is going to learn about the American Revolution, so we will get him some books about that. He is like a little sponge, learning so much every day. Since our new pup is un-neutered, and Suri is not yet spayed, and Jon hopes for puppies...we had some talking to do. (I have called the vet, I need to check to see if Suri is able to bear pups after having her hip surgery after that accident.)
Having Kathryn and Jonathan home is really really amazing. They have this nice little alliance, she is pretty patient with him and teaches him stuff, right now she is telling him that we are like, "fren-emies" with Russia, which pretty much explains it. He wants to know everything about the Cold War. She explains the ramifications of our relations with Syria, and Jon says he hopes Russia will "humble themselves and help us if we need it". It is quite hilarious, to listen to Jon and his simplistic and innocent view of the world.
Anyway. It is a fine day, and we are leaving soon. We have to get a few things at the store like sugar and coffee and milk and bananas and and and.
Only two days and Paul will be coming home from Germany! After him being gone for two weeks last time, I thought this one week trip would go by fast....ha. I miss him so much it's crazy.
Oh, and I am finally making that scale move down again, little by little!!!!
Thursday, September 26, 2013
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We found out yesterday that it was called the Cold War because not a single shot was fired from either side.
I'm happy to hear the new pup is settling in and things are getting better on that front. Also glad to hear that the scale is moving! Keep up the awesome work.
Two dogs are really easier to handle than one, I've found. They keep each other company and our older Lab seemed to teach our younger one some good habits!
Our black lab Onyx just had a litter of puppies. We have nine, nine-day old puppies! They are sooo cute. We did have requests ahead of time for a pup, so most all of them are already sold. It does mean explaining more than I wanted to my six-year old about how the puppies got here though. He saw them being born, and now explains to his friends that "she pooped them out". We're getting her spayed after this one though.
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