Long before the crazy kids showed up we had the crazy dog. The dog who had an appetite for birth control blister packs (that's a long story in itself) and twenty dollar bills. The dog who given the chance would bound out the door and make a run for it. Many a neighbour has helped us chase her down and bring her back home over the years.
Now at almost eight years old she's mellowed a bit. She doesn't run as far when she gets out and we've even gotten to the point where we can take her outside with us without a leash or tie out. Her favourite place to lie down? In the shade under the trampoline. She can stay out of the sun and keep close tabs on the kids.
I had no idea what I was going to take a picture of today and then Ava begged me to put on Marley & Me so she could watch it with her brothers. Needless to say a huge sob fest ensued and Scarlett became the subject of the day.
Now at almost eight years old she's mellowed a bit. She doesn't run as far when she gets out and we've even gotten to the point where we can take her outside with us without a leash or tie out. Her favourite place to lie down? In the shade under the trampoline. She can stay out of the sun and keep close tabs on the kids.
I had no idea what I was going to take a picture of today and then Ava begged me to put on Marley & Me so she could watch it with her brothers. Needless to say a huge sob fest ensued and Scarlett became the subject of the day.
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And why am I thinking there is a connection between the appetite for the birth controk blister packs and the subsequent arrival of the children? LOL
I like the perspective of the top photo a bunch.
The vet joked around and said I should have saved the money on getting her fixed. I was not impressed. ;)
And yep - the promises of "your dog will calm down at 2" were all lies. More like six-ish. ;)