Tuesday, March 31, 2009

A Day Without Roo

...is like a day without sunshine.

Poor Roo has had an apparent nose-ectomy.


Did he catch a cold and blow too hard? Did he stick it into places it didn't belong? Did a plastic surgeon misunderstand his intent?



Inquiring minds want to know!

 

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Fair Weather Friend, Indeed

The joke around here is that Charlie is "glued" to my side. He keeps a constant eye on me, and if I leave a room, even for a minute, he follows me. To-date, there are only a couple of exceptions to this (that I've noticed), one of which can be that he doesn't feel well. So I was puzzled and a hair concerned at first by his behavior this morning.

Still fighting off a virus, I had gotten up early, before a decent hour, to move into the living room and hack in privacy. Charlie followed shortly. He came over to say 'hi', but he didn't settle in next to my chair as he usually does. Instead, he paced.

He walked around the living room. He went into the kitchen for a minute. Then I saw him pacing in the dining room. Then into my office, Out again. Back through the living room and down the hallway to the bedroom, into which he disappeared.

I have to say I felt slightly betrayed, thinking "fair weather friend, who'd rather go sleep on his cushy dog bed,"... when back he came ... with Roo in his mouth. He'd apparently been looking everywhere for his little buddy. And having found and retrieved him, Charlie settled in at my feet and went to sleep. Silly me for ever doubting such a loyal friend.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Dr. Charlie


When you're under the weather with a virus, there's nothing better than a big dog smooch!

 

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Bad Hair Day


We're not sure where that little cowlick on the top of his head came from - but some hair days are just like that!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Helper

When there are kitty spoons that need to be licked...


Charlie is our "go-to" guy!

 

Friday, March 13, 2009

I Can't Watch...

...but I can't turn away, either.





Before his injury and subsequent grounding, this kind of jumping was "par for the course" for Charlie. Now, even though he seems healed, anxious mother that I am, I cringe every time I see him go up or down a terrace. And yesterday when I heard that he just sailed out into space from an almost 4-foot height to go bark at another dog... well, I freaked.

Maybe we'll just do supervised yard time for awhile... assuming I can bear to watch ;)

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

What the H#%@! Happened to Spring?!


This snow or sleet or hail or graupel or whatever was gone within minutes, but March, indeed, is "in like a lion husky" around here!

Monday, March 09, 2009

Back in Business

After 2 weeks of no-jumping, no-playing, no-fun being grounded, Charlie seems fully recovered. Having taken a few days to ease him back into action, we've taken the barriers down, and Charlie is free to go where he will. He's still hesitant to jump up onto things, though. And we're actually using that to advantage... having reclaimed it, the humans intend to keep the bed!

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Watchdog

Charlie loves his spot in my office in front of the glass door. From here he can keep track of me. And he can see (and warn of) all the dogs, bikes, skateboards, cars, delivery trucks and people that might, possibly, in some eventuality, under some circumstances, and, who knows, even quite probably pose a threat. On a day like today, he can even bask in the sun while doing it.

Watchful.


A good watchdog can sleep and watch at the same time.


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