Thursday, August 26, 2010

Chew, chew, and chew

It has been a few weeks since we posted something about our beloved pooch.  The little guy has experienced running and swimming in the river, apples right off the tree, his first visit to the vet for a check up and shots, Home Depot, the true comfort of a Minnie Mouse camping chair,  and Kindergarteners playing soccer (Go big, blue sharks!) among many other firsts.

He has now entered a new stage of puppy life I like to call "Catch me if you can, mama".  I know he is laughing a little (or maybe a lot) inside as I am running after him trying to get the shoe, magazine, paper, fuzz, or slug out of his mouth using my best love and logic techniques to get this dog/furry child to stop and listen to me.  The "uh, oh" in a high pitch voice seems to do the trick I have learned...for now.  On a great recommendation from a lady at Home Depot, we made "pup pops" as we are lovingingly calling them to help him as his teeth are a constant source of bothersomeness (not sure if that is word but it sounds great!).  We mixed water with chicken broth and then sprinkled crushed dog bones into the liquid.  We then put the pops in the freezer and Walaaah!  We have not tried them out on Dawber yet but we will keep you posted.

PUP POPS
1 cup chicken broth
1 cup water
1/2 cup dog biscuits of your choice, crushed

Using a muffin tin, spread plastic wrap across and into the cups and pour the liquid mixture into the cups, about 2/3 full.  Sprinkle the crushed dog biscuits into the liquid.  Put in freezer for a couple hours.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

2 Weeks and 5 lbs later

Well... two weeks later, and he now weighs 15.7 lbs. We have him on a sandals and purse supplement to give him the necessary vitamins that his puppy chow just can't provide.  He is getting easier at night - although it may be that we are all  getting used to less sleep. My oldest daughter, surprisingly, is having the hardest time getting used to training and living with a dog, while my youngest is going for her "puppy Au pair" certificate.

Nicknames for Dawber Doodle so far include:
Mr. D
Dawbs
Double D
Dawbie
Dawb-a -licious
D
and...
The Doodles

Gross things ingested to date:
- Snails & slugs
- Frogs
- Bark
- Newt
- Coffe Beans (from the kitchen floor)

He is sniffing around my Bible, so I assume we will get the Gospel into him one way or another.


Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Day 2 of Dawber and Mama

I am tired.  We are tired.  This is like having a mobile newborn.  He is so sweet but at 3 am when I am waiting for him to go potty so I can go back to sleep, he isn't so cute.  When I had to reach into his mouth to pull out a snail he decided to taste (he must love Paris like his mama - escargot!), he isn't so cute.  Well, sorta. 

"Mama, I wuv you...and I am going to go grab the cord to the lamp and pull on it to see what happens...sound good?"...TIMBER!

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Dawber's Brother from the same Mother

We are so EXCITED that Dawb's bro (yes, his actual brother) is now in the Duv!  YES!  Our dear friends who were also in the market for a pup, came home with Dawber's sweet brother.  Welcome to the Duv, BARLEY !!!  I cried!!!

Things DD now knows...

1. Bark tastes better than snails.
2. Jumping off the deck and into the flower bed is way easier than using the stairs.
3. German shepherds rule, boxers drool.
4. Likes: his crate, any game of fetch, playing chase, naps on a cool surface, the taste of most peoples face, chewing anything that is beautiful,pooping 3 times a day, and making small talk at about 2 am, lollying in the grass, anything new( which is a lot).
5. Dislikes: collars, play toys without fuzz on them, and Satan.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Things we now know...

1.Training your daughters to train the dog is harder than the dog itself.
2. Don't start smiling about the sleep you got on night #1, until night #2 is under your belt.
3. It is funnier when a dog "twoseys" on your in-laws carpet than your own. He had some fiber in that one! Yikes.
4. It might be true that most Dog lovers are two monkeys shy of a barrel. To say that the daily walks with the pup are interesting, is a great understatement. You would think I was walking around with a sign on my back that reads "if you have got a really really long and detailed story about when the great niece of your half cousin Cooter took the dog huntin' in the lower stretches of the south Kentucky swamplands...then please stop me and tell me every last bit." I'm one more walk short of a story coma. (Grant me patience, Lord. PATIENCE.) This blog doesn't make me one of them, does it?

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

The boy has arrived!

Oh, we are in LOVE!  Dawber Doodle Cutie Pie Cato has landed in the Duv and is doing great!  Why a five word name you might ask? - well, everyone got to pick a middle name so Doodle is from our oldest daughter and our 5 year old picked Cutie pie.   We are happy to report 2 pees and one poop have also landed - 1 out of 3 in the cedar chip potty area that we have set up in our backyard.  TMI?  Naaaah!Everyone does it!

TBYBDD

"The Backyard Before Dawber Doodle" - I think we will accept bets on whether our yard can stay like this. Mommy Dawber (my wife) is sure of it. I am mostly sure of it. Worst case, DD chases out our baby frog population and elimates the near genecide that comes with the weekly lawn mowing AND we have a little more yellow tinge mixed in. What about "digging" you say...not a chance.

It's "DD" Day


The big day is here. We get him at 1. Not sure who we had more "supplies in waiting" for...the kids or the dog?!!?
Mom is still freakin' out, so we wrote the house rules and our top 5 obedience commands this morning in order to put her mind at rest. I expect that DD will pass out from mental fatigue about 2 minutes in the door... maybe 3. List of visitors today: The Madigans, The Grandparents, The Rich's, and .... the Colonel "with his wee beady eyes".


Tuesday, July 27, 2010

1 More Day

Wednesday is the big day! The family's thoughts so far as we wait to pick Dawber up ...

- McKenna : "Mom, I will pay you back for him with my own allowance." ( Dad seriously doubts it)
- Sydney : "I don't want to name him Dawber, Coco is better."
- Mom: This is just like preparing for another child, minus the heartburn (burp!!)
- Dad: Excited! Wondering how succesful we will be at keeping our beautiful back yard in top shape. (I think we will chronicle this on the blog). Dad has already built the "potty" area.