Travel Dog

So, it's been wildly busy and I'll have to catch up with you soon...we took a long-weekend trip last weekend and Gwyn got to go and stay at her favorite Hilton...a place she's convinced exists solely to server her and allow people to gather to admire her (and why wouldn't she think this?).

She and I took a quick side-trip to Greyhound Friends of North Carolina to drop off some supplies. Thought this was a fun shot:

These extra muzzles hang on the fence in the entrance-way so everyone can be muzzled for fun get-togethers! This is a straight-out-of-the-camera shot...may have to play around with some editing tools and create fun effects.

A Grand Day Out

I know I've been neglecting you, my four devoted readers! There's been so much happening....for now, allow me to tell you about Gwyn's marvelous day out Monday. She got to go to PetSmart with me. Even though we went ahead and let them trim her nails (which makes her tremble as she's sure that this time I will abandon her to them forever [despite prior trips where that's never happened]), it ended well when she picked out a new toy and used it to flirt with one of the employees!

Remember this commerical?


It's always been one of my favorites! Well, here's Gwyn's interpretation:  She picked out her toy (to be fair, I encouraged this one as it was on the clearance rack vs. the one the nice woman who was talking to her kept squeaking as it was full price...they don't last long, so it's rare for me to buy a full-priced one). She decided she would carry it around...she may be a bit big for the employee to pick her up to scan the toy! :D But I swear she batted her eyes at the nice employee who was admiring her after she dropped it at his feet...as if to say "I'm tired, here, you carry it awhile!" He put it in the cart for her!

Happy on the ride home (note: it's lying between her legs).

I made her carry it inside:

After playing like crazy, she was finally tuckered out. (Oh yeah. We also went through the drive-through at McDonald's where she got a cheeseburger and then stopped at the barn to say hi to Prince.)

Is it just me, or is it a wee bit ridiculous her sleepy grin right over the toy's grin?

And this is why we don't buy expensive toys:

Also why we try to supervise play....yes, the object closest to her tail is a squeaker. There's still one in there...

Hound Vacay...

...or Why Gwyn doesn't sleep on the bed at home:

 Gwyn got to go stay at her favorite hotel again...Not only does she enjoy sleeping on the bed, but she wants to lie across all of the pillows!

What's your point, Mom?

 

 I do enjoy some snuggle time with my girl! :D

Queen of the Hilton

As promised, a  bit more about Gwyn's stay at the hotel last weekend. It was *cold* and even snowed a wee bit Thursday night:

As last year, the set-up started out about the same....Gwyn travels in her crate in the car...it sets up nicely in the room and we brought her other bed too.

But this year something changed! LoML did not really approve...he thought she'd be ruined for good....but here's where she ended up:

Aw, Dad! I'll be good...it'll be like I'm not even here!

Our room had two double beds...Thursday night Gwyn slept in her crate. The first number of times we left the room, Gwyn went in her crate. But then...we went out one time and forgot...and Gwyn discovered how nice the beds are in the Hilton!

Friday and Saturday nights we confirmed why Gwyn will never sleep with us in the bed at home...she takes up a lot of room!!! LoML had one bed and Gwyn & I shared the other. Well, at least Gwyn let me have a little of the bed :D But she mostly wanted to stretch out side to side...

I wouldn't be able to do it regularly, but I confess it was really nice to snuggle with her a couple of nights! Plus it was pretty cold on the floor.

Oh yeah. The fox went with us too. Best baby!!

Listen to your Hound!

They'll tell you things. If only you listen. So, I've told you before about Sammy, the sweet, older, gentleman golden retriever who lives down the road. The one that Gwyn adores. Well, we hadn't seen him in a little bit. We don't always walk by his house and then some days when we do he's either inside or he's already gone to work with his dad.  So the other day Gwyn and I walked by the house with no sign of Sammy. This particular day we had walked much farther than we usually do and we were both getting a bit tired. By the time we passed by Sammy's Gwyn kept getting slower and slower. I jokingly asked her if we needed to call LoML to come get us in the car. When she stopped walking completely, I knelt down to talk to her and see if she really needed a rest. As I stood back up, thinking we could make it the roughly two blocks back home as long as we went slowly. I glanced back only to realize that Sammy was lying behind the steps that lead up to his house :D Gwyn knew. She was stalling to either give Sammy a chance to come out and chat, or for me to realize he was there :D Needless to say, we went back and had a lovely chat.

Moral of the story: always listen to your hound!

Would you like to play with my ball?

I love Sammy!


Computers!

Gotta' love 'em...except when you feel like smashing them to bits! Actually, my current issues are with my wireless network & my internet service provider...hence the commandeering of LoML's machine again and the shameful lack of posting of late...Anyroo:

More box cuteness

Chillin' wit my dawg!

Learning from the mistress of hound-food stealing

Always ready to roll!

Best kind of self-portrait...the kind that emphasizes the hound