I laugh to myself many times – as I go upstairs to get dressed, 7 dogs trail behind. Finn and Sir Charles are in the kennel because Finn can become excited with too much stimulation that easily translates to aggression. I thought you might be interested in how I avoid food arguments. Every dog brings their own food and I put their allotted amount in an ice cream pail. Even Telly and Faye’s food goes in the pail and I mix it all up together. Then I measure everyone’s amount into their own dish so that they are all eating the same food and all food arguments are solved. I do stand watch while everyone eats and it’s not a perfect feeding plan but it’s like going to Grandmas house. Nobody will starve, it might not be exactly the way they eat or the amount they eat at home but it’s the best I can do under the circumstances.
And here’s Big Jackson who arrived this morning. He’s a handsome guy who is easy going and never gives me any problems.
And here’s Libby who barks at any little thing and sets everybody off – either running out the dog door or barking themselves. She is very adventurous but doesn’t use the dog door and I’m not going to teach her. The first time she discovers she can fit through the pickets, I will refuse to keep her ever again,sad to say. I simply couldn’t stand the worry and stress of trying to keep track of her.
Had to put runners down over the light area rugs because we now have mud everywhere. That wasn’t easy either. You can’t imagine how many times I say “Move” or “Get out of my way” to 7 dogs.
Hmmm…what should I do today?
With dog sitting how will you do Thanksgiving?
Love all your pictures. Carolyn From Virginia
Oh, how this post made me laugh! You have your hands full! Little Libbie is similar (in personality) to my Bichon, Lucy! Be careful, Libbie may figure out the doggie door himself (I’ve never met a dumb dog)! LOVE, LOVE your blog–always makes me day!
I think your feeding plan sounds very wise.
Never having had a dog, only cats, I love reading these puppy tales. I assume you do not have to cook Thanksgiving dinner with all these helpers underfoot!?
Love reading about your Bed and Barkfest–nine dogs would be more than my limit, I have four small dogs and my Sophie is like Libby–she sets everyone off by barking at the postal carrier, UPS driver and anyone who dares slam the car door shut. Have a Happy Thanksgiving!
The dogs are so lucky to be at your house!!
Mary,
Last night my husband poured beef broth on both granddogs’ dry food and served them their ‘tasty meal’ before we ate. So spoiled as they don’t get that at home!! No wonder they love to come visit.
Gobble gobble……
Launa – and what’s not to like about eating at Grandpa’s house? Those are lucky dogs, too!
This is one of your posts that I have forwarded to my grandchildren and also shown my husband. I love the mental image of you heading upstairs to get dressed – followed by seven dogs! We don’t have a dog any longer, but we hear the dog next door – Lilly – every morning when she bounds outside to greet the day. She is our alarm clock – and we love it.
How about put your feet up? Ha! I love hearing about all of your “doings” as my Nana used to say:).
It’s 60 in Central Ohio today. Nice!!
Happy Thanksgiving!!
Love checking in to see how you are doing ! I have put my dvd order in the mail today, looking forward to rug making with you in January. Have a nice Thanksgiving.
We used to have two dachshunds back in the day and they were more than I could handle! Maybe it was because my boys were little and only 20 months apart! A ruckus day and night! Or a circus…whatever…we now have our peaceful kitty who is currently asleep in her little furry bed in front of the glowing fire, with one law on the warm hearth bricks! What a picture!
Make that paw…the only law here is to brush, feed and adore her!
Hilarious!!
I have 3 Boxers, I feel your pain. I can’t turn around without having my little aunterage following me or one of them jumping in front of me and then slowing down which in turn slows me down trying to do anything. But wouldn’t trade them for anything. And oh the pet dander! Forget about keeping up with the dusting! Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.
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