Maggie turned nine months old on October 13th. We adore her curiosity, fearlessness, and enthusiasm. The challenge of keeping her shepherd brain and energy in check frequently wears us out. This photo sums up her attitude. “If I’m bored, I’ll find something to do.” My husband and I cracked up at her book of choice. She must’ve found it downstairs, removed the book jacket, carried it to her crate in the living room, hidden it, chewed on it, and then brought it out to show us. Note to self: no more puppies at 60+ years old.
Maggie longed for a play buddy. We’ve had two dogs most of our married life, so after a call to the wonderful rescue group, Ursa entered the picture on September 3rd. She’d been abandoned in coyote country. She’s Blue Heeler/Cattle Dog and we’re working through her timid uncertainty. Emerging is a morning dog who delights in taking on Maggie. The rescue woman knew we’d go slow with Ursa. Patience is paying off and the two are fast friends. We love our new girl.
Now onto the job part. Maggie knows the rules. The first is for dogs to stay out of the kitchen. “But Mom, Spock the cat eats in there?” she asks with her puppy eyes. Ursa was herded out by her several times. Ursa also found a gap in the fence and set out on an adventure. Maggie sat at the gap and barked until we noticed. A day later, Spock (wearing his pink halter and leash) left his designated area and slipped through the fence. Yup, I found Maggie with her paw on the leash from the inside, holding Spock from going too far on the outside. She’s the furry herd manager and I approve.
I recently celebrated a birthday, and my husband baked his first-ever cake. It was a beautifully frosted two-layer carrot cake with cream cheese icing. Someone came to the door to drop a gift. During a quick chat, I heard an unfamiliar slurp, slurp. Yup, Maggie had her paws on the counter and proceeded to clear a swath about 2″ x 3″. Being the daughter of a Depression mom, I carved off that section and we ate the delicious cake.
A friend presented me with the perfect birthday card marking Maggie’s accomplishment. She could’ve eaten a big chunk or pulled it to the floor. She knows the rules!
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Happy Birthday. I love the pics of the pups.
Thank you. Every birthday is a happy birthday….and I thought I’d post something on the lighter side this week. Stay safe and flash your beautiful smile!
I made a home for two black pug littermates nearly thirteen years ago, and I’ve never once regretted it. They play together, care for each other, and hold each other accountable when we’re gone during the day. They’re pugs, so they really don’t have jobs persay, other than eating, licking, and widdling.