tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19906048106690468272024-03-20T06:54:13.861-05:00GUINEA'S REALMLife among the beasts.G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-45580807652578696012010-01-30T18:34:00.003-06:002010-04-22T06:50:12.295-05:00Bad MamaSorry it has been forever since I posted. I have been working in the office since October since I changed positions in the company. I will be returning to work from home within the next two weeks. The company has built a new corporate headquarters and I do not have a cubicle in the new building. My boss said I have to be home by then. I have been bugging her for the last month to let me do more to get more comfortable with the different kinds of cases I will be needing to do. I got my second of the more complex cases Friday. It has been frustrating.<br /><br />Anyway, enough about work. Home life is pretty stagnant. The dogs are crated about 20 hours a day. I feel really bad about that. They are both getting really fat and we are having some behavioral issues. They are probably just really bored. I keep telling them things will get back to normal in a little bit.<br /><br />I am still working on learning the cello. I actually had a practice this last week that sounded somewhat musical. I was ecstatic.<br /><br />Was gonna post some pics but the camera batteries are dead. Maybe next time.<br /><br />Just got my passport in the mail. OMG, I actually took a semi-photogenic picture. Its the best picture of me I've seen in about 20 years. I got the passport because I am going to Spain for 2 weeks in April. My niece is doing a semester abroad and I am going to visit her. I am really excited and can't wait to see her.<br /><br />Freaky, weird weather in Texas this year. Was 70 on Tuesday and we had an ice storm on Thursday. Weird.<br /><br />Miss everyone in Minnesota and still have the fantasy of moving back home one day.G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-3730795837360910762009-10-25T12:05:00.006-05:002009-11-02T21:42:52.347-06:00OMG.....Lucy just came in the house and she must have been rolling in mud. Her entire left side is coated in sticky, gooey mud. I am totally sick of the rain. We haven't had a single rain free week in over a month. I really need to post some pics for everyone. Lucy is over half as tall as Bertie now. She is weighing in the low 30s I think. She wiggles bad when I try to pick her up and it is too hard to hold her to weigh her at home. Her GI issues seem to be under control with the special food and I am restarting her obedience training. Unfortunately, Darrell (her trainer) isn't having a new class until Nov. 14. So I am trying to work with her some on my own. She started daycare with Bertie last Monday since I am gone all day now. She was a total hit. Everyone loves her. She is a lot less "dominant" now. Someone must have given her what for. Bert is such a wuss, it is good for her to be put in her place. Yes, Bert is still a titty-baby, mama's boy. Even though he is 85-90 lbs. He isn't fat either, mega stocky, tank-like. <div><br /></div><div>I was vacuuming my keyboard and now my "b" key is loose, wobbly. Does anyone have any suggestions on how to fix it? Or will I have to take it in? I am thinking about taking it in to be thoroughly cleaned anyway. I am sure it is full of hair and dust, hence the vacuuming. But my cello will need some maintenance work since it has moved to Texas. My cello teacher has mentioned I should have it done soon. Since I am working in the office for awhile now, it would probably be a good time to do it. I still don't sound very good, but I am improving. I am actually getting songs to practice that I recognize. At least when Jim plays them, lol. They are still unrecognizable when I play them. I am not advanced enough to learn vibrato yet and it makes a huge difference in how a piece sounds. Vibrato is when the string fingers "shake or tremble".</div><div><br /></div><div>I have transferred from disease management back to high risk pregnancy case management. OB is my clinical specialty. I got rifted during a medical leave of absence for a back surgery about 5 years ago and landed in disease management. I have been trying to get back to OB ever since, but it is a very sought after position and a stable department. They never have openings, luckily there is a big increase in business coming up and they are expanding so I got hired back in. Once I am back up to speed production-wise, I will work from home again.</div><div><br /></div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-64360958773717416562009-10-13T17:52:00.004-05:002009-10-13T18:01:42.627-05:00What a month. Texas has been having rains pretty much non stop. We are actually over on rainfall. I can't remember that ever happening before. I have given up on controlling the mud level in the house. The dogs can't even walk in the yard without getting muddy.<div><br /></div><div>Lucy has been sick for the last month. The vet finally has identified it to be a food allergy. She is on a god-awful expensive limited ingredient diet and doing very well. However, she had to go to the vet today and has a bladder infection. So yet another round of antibiotics. Hopefully this is the last of it and she wont have anymore problems.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Haven't</span> taken any pictures, everything is just too yucky. Even the dogs have dried mud in their fur. Lucy weighed 33 lbs at the vet today. So she is growing just as she should. </div><div><br /></div><div>I wish it would get <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">wintery</span> already. Supposed to be in mid 80's tomorrow and last weekend was in the low 60's. Gotta love the Texas weather.</div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-477422509940358952009-09-11T18:50:00.001-05:002009-09-11T18:52:20.768-05:00The MooseBert and I just got home <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">thru</span> a horrific thunderstorm from the vet. Bert has another <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">clostridium</span> infection. He weighed 76 lbs and is 9mo and 4 days old. Poor boo-boo needs to stop snacking from the cat box.G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-58413451642210235392009-09-07T07:16:00.010-05:002009-09-07T18:51:51.957-05:003 Months Old, 18.1 lbs<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrOBx4ojT5fe_mNdnxSV_SVQ1Pf5MBtXydiXz9uxA4v1UDlWRelUJHMouIIoG1jTZk-aM_p_s4PbpzE-pAVwKeg-YAh34geR_Af-IeGNcRfVlTI3hsT3FLTIwO2OMRBueJIPkix09M37b2/s1600-h/IMG_0638.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrOBx4ojT5fe_mNdnxSV_SVQ1Pf5MBtXydiXz9uxA4v1UDlWRelUJHMouIIoG1jTZk-aM_p_s4PbpzE-pAVwKeg-YAh34geR_Af-IeGNcRfVlTI3hsT3FLTIwO2OMRBueJIPkix09M37b2/s400/IMG_0638.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378876644597812882" /></a><div>Lucy has obedience class on Sunday afternoons. She slept through the last one. No wonder she is a obedience failure. She should be able to loose leash walk at this point, but I just drag her around the store. She actually did it on her feet yesterday. I told the trainer that I should get some kind of payment for dusting their floors on her drags. In her defense, we are having alot of issues with one on one time at home. Bert goes ballistic when I shut him away from us, no matter where that is. The trainer said to let him have his fit and just work extra with Lucy, cuz she will have to overcome the distraction.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQNwwQYkPxpEtq9EvBbCmVFiBn0ncGxlUng77CybLkSVrEoTDFMlifKVsCgkRhLq2p5cWs5RkWXCytg0unwFM2yQvVBUm4vmMft9IKyrL7ecSxuQQhqS2MAI7d0EtQ3B1g1gqXQBqz0fBY/s1600-h/IMG_0635.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQNwwQYkPxpEtq9EvBbCmVFiBn0ncGxlUng77CybLkSVrEoTDFMlifKVsCgkRhLq2p5cWs5RkWXCytg0unwFM2yQvVBUm4vmMft9IKyrL7ecSxuQQhqS2MAI7d0EtQ3B1g1gqXQBqz0fBY/s400/IMG_0635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378876369072228290" /></a><div>On a positive note. Lucy is completely housebroken. She has had 2 piddles on the vinyl because I wasn't paying attention to her in the last week. I am so proud of her. It took Bert about 4.5-5 mo before he was doing this well.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8TDAE5JCGwc7djYPzhhSn1nyjleSiKT6x56ysqllqrmaxe4-Y1V2EWqLf7qXit0dGX69pYrSot90Ym0RZsjRXxZ9PccXrdADJCg_AsC8w_XzruE-LN2sUpcGbisfONpmsB5bp_DHheoc7/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8TDAE5JCGwc7djYPzhhSn1nyjleSiKT6x56ysqllqrmaxe4-Y1V2EWqLf7qXit0dGX69pYrSot90Ym0RZsjRXxZ9PccXrdADJCg_AsC8w_XzruE-LN2sUpcGbisfONpmsB5bp_DHheoc7/s400/IMG_0631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378700199850615106" /></a></div><div>Having a hard time getting Lucy photos. Usually right about the time I snap the pic, Bert's big butt is in the middle of it. I did want a pic of them together for comparison, so this is it. Was trying to get the cutest picture of Lucy "playing" with Jack, but all you could see was Bert, so I deleted it.</div><div><br /></div></div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-73317433544490877152009-09-01T13:03:00.007-05:002009-09-01T20:13:39.039-05:00She is growing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtJPAZs-hZCPqVEQlt_zXh-PktL-kWIpH5PtSMeYm5L-X172I4-PKBkeeUCrKYY_y8S3ls9aF3NsVBRTcAGe6qtjzFyMezOTW7ngIlJwdlVL-lATXtVFGl80m7NavC9TyFJOjZ2XD-3-Ze/s1600-h/IMG_0593.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtJPAZs-hZCPqVEQlt_zXh-PktL-kWIpH5PtSMeYm5L-X172I4-PKBkeeUCrKYY_y8S3ls9aF3NsVBRTcAGe6qtjzFyMezOTW7ngIlJwdlVL-lATXtVFGl80m7NavC9TyFJOjZ2XD-3-Ze/s400/IMG_0593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376561774131584578" /></a>She is getting so big. She was 11 wks old on Sunday. She is definitely the alpha between she and Bert. He picks her up by her collar like its a handle and carries her around like a dog-purse. He thinks she is the greatest thing since Bully Sticks.<br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLGvaaPTuU0rX565s6ZNccsQq-EkrAWHz3Ijg0g1sccz0QL1FIWqx-p9T5xoxij12BvlyNGMdWsy1vzjHj32jKRiA9fATNLw0OvbBlSFhX38K_SNlXs34ENdMNrHNa8Yz98N7FTgTik6f0/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLGvaaPTuU0rX565s6ZNccsQq-EkrAWHz3Ijg0g1sccz0QL1FIWqx-p9T5xoxij12BvlyNGMdWsy1vzjHj32jKRiA9fATNLw0OvbBlSFhX38K_SNlXs34ENdMNrHNa8Yz98N7FTgTik6f0/s400/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376561770842579282" /></a>She hates to go outside and will stand on the back step while Bertie and I play. If it is sunny, she finds shade and just huddles there. Like she will burst in flames if the sun touches her. This has been making potty training tough. She isn't doing to well. She will stay outside and play with Bert for 30 min and then come in and go on the floor. Like I said, a work in progress.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggOiMFibHNJmC6s4c7dp9FwLrLrZ2TNkjvEiNbbWihS-X1JYbj9E7dc3NlGPHN2eIHXdntRLp3blocEdMczBWAIzPXyxAHIWcrzONOY1j5WDgeNWCYWt2Aw20FRlYuwATOYTljFZpDyVAi/s1600-h/IMG_0599.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggOiMFibHNJmC6s4c7dp9FwLrLrZ2TNkjvEiNbbWihS-X1JYbj9E7dc3NlGPHN2eIHXdntRLp3blocEdMczBWAIzPXyxAHIWcrzONOY1j5WDgeNWCYWt2Aw20FRlYuwATOYTljFZpDyVAi/s400/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376561763030215602" /></a>Bert LOVES her so much. He has a fit if I try to crate him or shut him outside to have some one on one time with her. She is in obedience class, but hasn't mastered anything yet. Bert's carrying on is very distracting for her. I will have to talk to the trainer about what I should be doing to help her get it.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfytoScwR5PSjyEmtvgRWL_sgeffscQGRMGVc3p0j-7xujrDSMYTUoO2fkpsYNAh6Xo_TO1mD3_ChniEo5CcQvtoA3wIbhVmQX8mdp6LCfWD7t4LPwE9XfpXQN-6LHYN7PMj4pmy3Irfhc/s1600-h/IMG_0594.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfytoScwR5PSjyEmtvgRWL_sgeffscQGRMGVc3p0j-7xujrDSMYTUoO2fkpsYNAh6Xo_TO1mD3_ChniEo5CcQvtoA3wIbhVmQX8mdp6LCfWD7t4LPwE9XfpXQN-6LHYN7PMj4pmy3Irfhc/s400/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376561752495305938" /></a>She is definitely a trickster. Devious and diabolical. I am surprised her tail isn't forked. She has commanded Bert to dig up the yard and he is doing her bidding. And yes I know she has weird coloring on her legs too. I didn't know labs had this, but the breeder said it should go away when they get their adult coats, whenever that is. Bert is 8 mo, 3 wks and still just covered in the light colored fur. He is such a love, I would never give him up.</div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-35875374119324430422009-08-17T09:59:00.004-05:002009-08-19T11:03:46.744-05:00Lucy is here<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_AclnHbmnNm4i6qaQL5bsmVsZ9uEVQohtfIkI3rejTyxFQOAesGYYcevKAWWIDfj2N4rnd0Z6qcWz00h8kXmLZYk8ldIA-sBfTCwd6oJ5aFJ1sH0DyoyH1U7CDRaHbxjf0FG32zYEPNSi/s1600-h/IMG_0551.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_AclnHbmnNm4i6qaQL5bsmVsZ9uEVQohtfIkI3rejTyxFQOAesGYYcevKAWWIDfj2N4rnd0Z6qcWz00h8kXmLZYk8ldIA-sBfTCwd6oJ5aFJ1sH0DyoyH1U7CDRaHbxjf0FG32zYEPNSi/s400/IMG_0551.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371705368470482466" /></a><br /><div>I love this face.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTtiP3qoE5BFlWgMGGzRMm6vH0sDLDx8fu3dUZS9tGi-o9QoEfX8Lxe8f73yTBi2-4VIKfVaTId6gDsxRmRSG4fdudLxkONxPDKLNZwjg4gvqM9d1J58VRlZMwyaDLjA9yLj1EmEWDZXKN/s1600-h/IMG_0535.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTtiP3qoE5BFlWgMGGzRMm6vH0sDLDx8fu3dUZS9tGi-o9QoEfX8Lxe8f73yTBi2-4VIKfVaTId6gDsxRmRSG4fdudLxkONxPDKLNZwjg4gvqM9d1J58VRlZMwyaDLjA9yLj1EmEWDZXKN/s400/IMG_0535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371705358310319154" /></a><br /><div>I just like this picture. Bert really is a handsome fellow. Even if he does look like a mutt.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEGKK5GIEwULmfnk_3jDn6JE0u7KeG6rgz6Lx0dhboKLxkhhc_2ltdIgaCLYnQ7fi7pXqfU1pZBAyBL-k0EVFl9iayKGEACGC1AGAoVf0iq0SSWuxLbFMEkny-f9i17hcdTdncTbP2qdho/s1600-h/IMG_0510.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEGKK5GIEwULmfnk_3jDn6JE0u7KeG6rgz6Lx0dhboKLxkhhc_2ltdIgaCLYnQ7fi7pXqfU1pZBAyBL-k0EVFl9iayKGEACGC1AGAoVf0iq0SSWuxLbFMEkny-f9i17hcdTdncTbP2qdho/s400/IMG_0510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371705349537299986" /></a><br /><div>God, she has this game she plays where she stands in the water bowl and stomps and splashes as much as she can. She can empty that ~2 gal pan in about 5 min. Then she is totally drenched head to toe. She is definitely a water dog.<div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5av4lhjOGBrI9iAR0q4th6hssxSxdfQoXKtMaxknpwS5zklyjQsCWoFrS_FaCfGNw1jFP7aKVOVBzr1n5RuYkr4NhwHWjiyFdIMglBwHwEa1sdEVun3vIx0BgTZQl045INUCBBs_m6LF-/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5av4lhjOGBrI9iAR0q4th6hssxSxdfQoXKtMaxknpwS5zklyjQsCWoFrS_FaCfGNw1jFP7aKVOVBzr1n5RuYkr4NhwHWjiyFdIMglBwHwEa1sdEVun3vIx0BgTZQl045INUCBBs_m6LF-/s400/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370948959549869762" /></a><br /><div>Typical male, Bert waited until I snapped the photo for this lovely pose.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJAwAu9sGwhrpE0dV9rKT7O5QQ1MgMliWYgOZPqir3gENoRu2PMDDUJ8CdY0d6W5R_GBvANQ_fuxiC2wTeq-Bv1_e85bjaNOBLOoC09Jj4TmqqHEQo3Fxw4IJ8W9406iiloUyQXksmfKK/s1600-h/IMG_0478.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJAwAu9sGwhrpE0dV9rKT7O5QQ1MgMliWYgOZPqir3gENoRu2PMDDUJ8CdY0d6W5R_GBvANQ_fuxiC2wTeq-Bv1_e85bjaNOBLOoC09Jj4TmqqHEQo3Fxw4IJ8W9406iiloUyQXksmfKK/s400/IMG_0478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370948948013717138" /></a><br /></div><div>Lucy has been completely drenched in dog slobber since she stepped out of her crate.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6dZpYZxD1VhrDmEIhpNe2-RKY0pbyZCaO7NLTWQ3QGihK9xLIhgSSrID3GcdiNm0x59mG3EGcSTCDETLJRsNBGIWGHGpjiVBVaC8KG56TquWuUPjEC38rhaOjuTNI26Msr7yvgZWCXNjb/s1600-h/IMG_0497.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6dZpYZxD1VhrDmEIhpNe2-RKY0pbyZCaO7NLTWQ3QGihK9xLIhgSSrID3GcdiNm0x59mG3EGcSTCDETLJRsNBGIWGHGpjiVBVaC8KG56TquWuUPjEC38rhaOjuTNI26Msr7yvgZWCXNjb/s400/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370948938304053618" /></a><br />Lucy arrived on friday the 14th. Bert is overjoyed. He hasn't left her alone for 5 minutes. She isn't doing well with potty training, but its early days yet. Hope you enjoy the photos. Bert is about 65 lbs and Lucy weighed in at 11 lbs this morning at the vet.</div></div></div></div></div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-92162597388874334532009-07-02T07:08:00.003-05:002009-07-02T07:16:51.386-05:00Not much has been happening here lately. I continue to have ongoing issues with my Internet access. The MAC doesn't like the new router and will only go online about 1 in 50 tries. I haven't gotten to play WOW in ages. Try to go in and just open it up when I can get online so I will get updates etc... <div><br /></div><div>I picked Bert up from daycare the other day and he had been beaten up by a baby girl Great Dane. He has a bald spot on the top of his head that isn't growing back in. No blood though. I hope the hair grows back soon. It looks kinda stupid. He is up to 53.5 lbs. I still haven't found my camera. I remember carrying it in the house, but can't remember where I put it. I will have to try to remember to look for it this weekend. Bertie is getting really big.</div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-42234528407666081992009-06-16T19:05:00.004-05:002009-06-16T19:09:03.383-05:00New BabyBertie's mom had her puppies yesterday. She actually had some chocolate colored ones. This was my first choice, so I am actually getting a chocolate girl. Will get her when she is old enough to fly at 8 wks old. The babies are very cute. Poor Zoey had 12 of them. I can't wait to get her. Bertie will really enjoy having a companion/playmate. G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-22333167529790815762009-06-12T17:20:00.003-05:002009-06-12T17:31:15.082-05:00Home from VacationWow, its been a busy couple of weeks. Bertie and I drove to MN and stayed with the Grandparents for 2 weeks. We had a good time. Got to see a lot of the family this time. Bert traveled really well and was very well behaved for the most part. Kids his height were the highlight of his trip, thanks Charlotte and Brynn. Minneapolis is a great area for walking in. We got to walk in some really great parks. Bert didn't destroy anything, despite the many temptations in his face. I was very impressed, for a 5 month old, he did quite well. <div><br /></div><div>It has been a bad week at home. Some time while I was gone, the router went out. It took a day and a half to get a tech geek to the house with a new router and it ended up taking 4 hours to get the new one up and working. There were some issues with the dsl server as well. Had my first full day back to work today and found out I will be in the office attending training for 4 days next week. It will take me awhile to get caught up.</div><div><br /></div><div>Bert is back in daycare and loving it. He has grown so much, is around 50 lbs now. We are also in intermediate obedience classes again. His trainer said he is doing very well for his age. Will post pics when I dig out my camera.</div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-90562153906217322632009-05-18T17:20:00.007-05:002009-05-19T17:27:16.064-05:0020 WEEKS OLD TODAY<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9EeCY5l-_Qve00TPJ6Gvsqr5k2QzkP4zAzmqDhcc7uOBwNpg-vPQ0HjmQ4ewtX9WvHrsZwD1CK_Zi0ayUX0sx_xU1I0R0Gb4VwCAvg1q1N74cwzOxNrEwtpKAXm66txYG4lnF19b3WROh/s1600-h/IMG_0194.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9EeCY5l-_Qve00TPJ6Gvsqr5k2QzkP4zAzmqDhcc7uOBwNpg-vPQ0HjmQ4ewtX9WvHrsZwD1CK_Zi0ayUX0sx_xU1I0R0Gb4VwCAvg1q1N74cwzOxNrEwtpKAXm66txYG4lnF19b3WROh/s400/IMG_0194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337294891363059074" /></a><div>I have been remiss in Bertie's updates. As you can see he is getting to be quite the big boy. He weighs over 40 lbs.</div><div><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAdKcGcYBNJ7OJeRMFAN4dwSHJlh2voEjYIuDM9U67_BKM1sIdUb-TMWyzo06kui1YFgIMiItZEqWHE06KEyFrnTu1sZXP8pfPG7GAR5PYPdeWX8-2pQzm93sre9LsOEOdvfBC0EN57YU6/s1600-h/IMG_0193.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAdKcGcYBNJ7OJeRMFAN4dwSHJlh2voEjYIuDM9U67_BKM1sIdUb-TMWyzo06kui1YFgIMiItZEqWHE06KEyFrnTu1sZXP8pfPG7GAR5PYPdeWX8-2pQzm93sre9LsOEOdvfBC0EN57YU6/s400/IMG_0193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337294884274431634" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC3zkBNQuTXVm8smPKL-r_3zCcrEqOY-33f2d_gxscnK4zS05X90hn5AnJ7TODEmWr8Ir8F9U21MmdSQAVijy5cQs-WG8yNWRPZskbTesktIUOvjJzuaIXQ1GF1EFibPiw_ovL7_w0BEOD/s1600-h/IMG_0192.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC3zkBNQuTXVm8smPKL-r_3zCcrEqOY-33f2d_gxscnK4zS05X90hn5AnJ7TODEmWr8Ir8F9U21MmdSQAVijy5cQs-WG8yNWRPZskbTesktIUOvjJzuaIXQ1GF1EFibPiw_ovL7_w0BEOD/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337294880150458482" /></a>Poor baby is soooo exhausted after a day at doggy daycare.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPnVfcsOPdzuPLuYvxkfiWkP2wHHdL30I-nyUcj7auHN4VmhJRbiRylE2aCcaln7llzgPEent4ks89F9o54ylCYkiQ8wHzs4A_3RL1zH-fNRmCWsl8dDEwt32HoezwaN_tKJJ0IpeMfoxc/s1600-h/IMG_0191.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPnVfcsOPdzuPLuYvxkfiWkP2wHHdL30I-nyUcj7auHN4VmhJRbiRylE2aCcaln7llzgPEent4ks89F9o54ylCYkiQ8wHzs4A_3RL1zH-fNRmCWsl8dDEwt32HoezwaN_tKJJ0IpeMfoxc/s400/IMG_0191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337294878279384274" /></a>And what a smart boy. He is doing very well in obedience class. He doesn't know it yet, but his Birthday present is a neutering. He goes to the vet for neutering on Wednesday. High time. He is starting to act like a boy, wants to pee on everything.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNoAv4n1PrbS8sImkHrEKeJ73gly5Vz1TtzGpIt-vXBHZ6GztCfHbYhjAamcPaIaOWQAw2SntSvbPxAa6NXRMLr0qAgDQfO9RJVxAvsiuWinUirj3JFDMN1LFTdPDYIGjm_6SHAqUuo_Tu/s1600-h/IMG_0190.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNoAv4n1PrbS8sImkHrEKeJ73gly5Vz1TtzGpIt-vXBHZ6GztCfHbYhjAamcPaIaOWQAw2SntSvbPxAa6NXRMLr0qAgDQfO9RJVxAvsiuWinUirj3JFDMN1LFTdPDYIGjm_6SHAqUuo_Tu/s400/IMG_0190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337293748088139330" /></a>God I just love this face. I think I am screwed on his coloring though. In person, you can tell he is a gun-metal grey color, but in pictures he looks black. And I don't think the silver is gonna go away. It isn't even fading. When does their adult coat come in? I think around 8-10 mo, but am not sure. Any way, I love him too much to return him. Will just start to say,"why, yes, he is a Rottie mix. Yes, he is beautiful." He is also the most loving, affectionate dog I have ever met.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv9GtTS5QimMMehMJWsZonzVk7q8kft34hKmYWQfxHczi94Ce8mJ-Lm75gvwThQgWBBf1ITj8LieedxEFp1haDqBatGR5-MoR0o7PekUN0e6O67t-Nd2uxH0o1XzHk02DHhNQeC0ZwK0sQ/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv9GtTS5QimMMehMJWsZonzVk7q8kft34hKmYWQfxHczi94Ce8mJ-Lm75gvwThQgWBBf1ITj8LieedxEFp1haDqBatGR5-MoR0o7PekUN0e6O67t-Nd2uxH0o1XzHk02DHhNQeC0ZwK0sQ/s400/IMG_0188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337293744301531138" /></a>My sweet pig is currently eating almost 5 cups of dog food a day.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2utG9Liis_xOdPb51nKS8h18cB6MPbuYzrzYHhYk-0k2CFyE-4Ch5imobO0qMYkgq9tevdw1iaRdVrZY4edLNR0RurXVKwv1TJ1qmg6PFKcZZmyrXp3_9RBn8tki2RzDpyepfpNTgcy_N/s1600-h/IMG_0189.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2utG9Liis_xOdPb51nKS8h18cB6MPbuYzrzYHhYk-0k2CFyE-4Ch5imobO0qMYkgq9tevdw1iaRdVrZY4edLNR0RurXVKwv1TJ1qmg6PFKcZZmyrXp3_9RBn8tki2RzDpyepfpNTgcy_N/s400/IMG_0189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337293744288579106" /></a>We can't wait to get to Grandma and Grandpa's this weekend. Bertie travels really well. I recently bought him a extra thick big pillow to ride on in the back of the SUV. I hope their big mean-a*@ cats don't traumatize him too much. He really likes cats. Keeps trying to get our old grumps to play. Am looking forward to a couple stress free weeks. It'll be nice to have grandparent dog watchers so I can read, knit, play WOW, or whatever, without having to keep him locked up or one eye glued to him at all times. He isn't bad, but is genetically unable to resist Kleenex, paper towels, dish cloths or towels. The cats will miss mama, but a small price to pay to be free of the interloper. They like Connie, a friend of mine from BCBSTX, who cat sits while I am gone.</div></div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-40040935781727104072009-05-05T19:15:00.004-05:002009-05-05T19:34:03.681-05:00Mama's big boy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn83DG04E-X9wLchJHlavGBoiNIZwwjrlHLJW4KABgtA7TwYZaRXbShEWHz8w_e1mq6Btqd_7fJ6-NM3S1FjamEfOPFGi6igpNVgyML4vz-f3VLBdb33znt2BWnTf9YCxH6S4ZqlYh_piX/s1600-h/IMG_0184.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn83DG04E-X9wLchJHlavGBoiNIZwwjrlHLJW4KABgtA7TwYZaRXbShEWHz8w_e1mq6Btqd_7fJ6-NM3S1FjamEfOPFGi6igpNVgyML4vz-f3VLBdb33znt2BWnTf9YCxH6S4ZqlYh_piX/s400/IMG_0184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332499049033223218" /></a>He loooooves squeaky toys.<br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAnW2_C2CC3zXX255rJCWLX8AkmmPya9MtBUai30ZrUmDHGutYJbf7WwWkVpkCUHytbPbIIfeY-yIBJNNsn-oCBmAsPAPhT4v1IvriPCpVfcW5hm6Sos1bFDLb9EtRZBI3djhAHHntDDtd/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAnW2_C2CC3zXX255rJCWLX8AkmmPya9MtBUai30ZrUmDHGutYJbf7WwWkVpkCUHytbPbIIfeY-yIBJNNsn-oCBmAsPAPhT4v1IvriPCpVfcW5hm6Sos1bFDLb9EtRZBI3djhAHHntDDtd/s400/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332499042123698610" /></a>He likes watching WOW on my computer.<br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSIbfnIaMdnTdxWxrZQ9_IlYPIKyUq5J88kRpvmExBwSbCsfto9F-mMnlx3asTd_rzOO5tdcxSzSxZRTlFc8z_9GAIgaVithzmtGe9mmFOklOuhcNz436m2fxQg7qZQcDdZfgu2mhSd1JW/s1600-h/IMG_0182.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSIbfnIaMdnTdxWxrZQ9_IlYPIKyUq5J88kRpvmExBwSbCsfto9F-mMnlx3asTd_rzOO5tdcxSzSxZRTlFc8z_9GAIgaVithzmtGe9mmFOklOuhcNz436m2fxQg7qZQcDdZfgu2mhSd1JW/s400/IMG_0182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332499037099188418" /></a>Who wouldn't love this face. Boy does he know how to work it too.<br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrCEvVwuEMbyOVJeqatQgTTgavpfTgB1kt1aWznJwpVxUg7FKaUCqyi7YbAXSjO6lK_2bPGeuQU7jbSF6YUBjUD_Sx6wqP8UPDX2ehmzRtEOZFJ8fwHlP0kToVtjHysOjILsjjxv08RkPR/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrCEvVwuEMbyOVJeqatQgTTgavpfTgB1kt1aWznJwpVxUg7FKaUCqyi7YbAXSjO6lK_2bPGeuQU7jbSF6YUBjUD_Sx6wqP8UPDX2ehmzRtEOZFJ8fwHlP0kToVtjHysOjILsjjxv08RkPR/s400/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332499033167531106" /></a>Bertie is getting soooo big. He is a little turd though. He is up to 37.5 lbs. He is doing this testing the boundaries thing. Has piddled on the floor at least twice a day. He is absolutely adorable and he knows it. He is doing well in obedience class. He is having a little problem with laying down on command, but does well with sit and stay.</div></div></div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-23945686347147449822009-04-28T16:49:00.001-05:002009-04-28T16:54:24.680-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2V_Jfxp7LQDadKheXhPDpwu1NjF_mlcv2T8gk5aJEe1KKeVTXbi_-BGxcylgwAKRErQZhaemaf561TaJBqQpPHpmm5sVfhEphYzcDQLWjvtpONIMXXxtXjf4XetIc3pLM7xrZa0CCsKil/s1600-h/IMG_0179.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2V_Jfxp7LQDadKheXhPDpwu1NjF_mlcv2T8gk5aJEe1KKeVTXbi_-BGxcylgwAKRErQZhaemaf561TaJBqQpPHpmm5sVfhEphYzcDQLWjvtpONIMXXxtXjf4XetIc3pLM7xrZa0CCsKil/s400/IMG_0179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329863945012889298" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkJF4yE-zXAqYmAI64V5LFLWYETham9ELZCUxSoyYWqrAZvnKefF0GA4-dM9O0FrT_ZvHQGYtfPXy2Cgu_hQTivE1xtgFKn14qyimsUY4Shibzuia3Wqyq4-IU_7kXOgRirHyfUSFAvKDK/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkJF4yE-zXAqYmAI64V5LFLWYETham9ELZCUxSoyYWqrAZvnKefF0GA4-dM9O0FrT_ZvHQGYtfPXy2Cgu_hQTivE1xtgFKn14qyimsUY4Shibzuia3Wqyq4-IU_7kXOgRirHyfUSFAvKDK/s400/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329863939443644434" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZQRUWvFVzCt_HvuPt19iq5ujDhgncjDfJul2-d0PzVfSfMwMVqlcN3S0YEoGHl1GNZEquYcgJ1y_dt0Vs_6wVfYQ6hbRTrAEOHYMccoZkBmZEIoli1lnxZ5fFbrckVIGCdu2yOFiIqB5o/s1600-h/IMG_0161.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZQRUWvFVzCt_HvuPt19iq5ujDhgncjDfJul2-d0PzVfSfMwMVqlcN3S0YEoGHl1GNZEquYcgJ1y_dt0Vs_6wVfYQ6hbRTrAEOHYMccoZkBmZEIoli1lnxZ5fFbrckVIGCdu2yOFiIqB5o/s400/IMG_0161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329863936392588994" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg20rgUuI1rxcikI3ZmtxX10_W3Gnoih-b0ercsCZN9JRo6gDB_9SOpjR6YKHm-KL1WiABAtzU0Fr4PUzhz33Znsfn4kl-UETyPBf4L6fMCr7G2x3YeZmINI4JVL1eXjw5nax71aGhPiOYw/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg20rgUuI1rxcikI3ZmtxX10_W3Gnoih-b0ercsCZN9JRo6gDB_9SOpjR6YKHm-KL1WiABAtzU0Fr4PUzhz33Znsfn4kl-UETyPBf4L6fMCr7G2x3YeZmINI4JVL1eXjw5nax71aGhPiOYw/s400/IMG_0155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329863932008466642" /></a>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-45320607302827224142009-04-27T18:44:00.004-05:002009-04-27T18:58:43.132-05:0017 WKS OLD TODAYSomeone is up to a whopping 34 lbs. I am not going to be able to lift him to weigh him much longer. He is doing much better about playing inside with his toys than tearing around the house causing trouble. He hasn't had a piddle accident in the house in 2 days, woohoo. He is as tall as the coffee table now and is genetically unable to resist the allure of Kleenex. He is also tall enough to get his face to the top of the counters if he jumps up on his hind legs. Not good. But he is doing pretty good with "LEAVE IT". Unfortunately he will come back to it see if anything new has appeared up there within a few minutes. Our class assignment is to work on STAY. He hasn't gotten SIT on command yet, so we are a little behind. That's my fault, I haven't been working with him as much as I should. He also never leaves me, which makes it hard to interrupt him and get him to respond to commands. I have been able to work on COME when he goes outside. I call for him to come and he is real good about coming straight inside. That is one command he will always get a treat reward for. The trainer said that is too important and you never want your dog to not come when called. It could save his life someday. I need to get his paperwork together and get him enrolled in daycare, now that he is old enough.G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-41613602994517199852009-04-22T18:19:00.004-05:002009-04-28T13:48:53.333-05:004 Months Old !!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMVTr9RpZFF2kjUEZ6Ml0TX9Lgq_tJMIMIkwNKUidRwfunJtVf80xaC5VDkWJysJRQ51_JZCUxHhaPooSR2ODEp371rUwHvYxkfIdnZtNcMyU07DlonDRgTR7ShWhEjVR7rCUA4616VNOJ/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMVTr9RpZFF2kjUEZ6Ml0TX9Lgq_tJMIMIkwNKUidRwfunJtVf80xaC5VDkWJysJRQ51_JZCUxHhaPooSR2ODEp371rUwHvYxkfIdnZtNcMyU07DlonDRgTR7ShWhEjVR7rCUA4616VNOJ/s400/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327663214963293490" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6ZWxZggXdx3y3f4nMr5vVmrkzFVo2uTuy_91wOecYagjyN4HYGLQaUDBp1DezEAjmqKaA9K47G_L4KVVU9mQBLZ8W2Mv0emJlog_lJ-8bqeVwHH6Sghcr0_pKcyfO-Klhf4-1ZYo4dwdG/s1600-h/IMG_0147.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6ZWxZggXdx3y3f4nMr5vVmrkzFVo2uTuy_91wOecYagjyN4HYGLQaUDBp1DezEAjmqKaA9K47G_L4KVVU9mQBLZ8W2Mv0emJlog_lJ-8bqeVwHH6Sghcr0_pKcyfO-Klhf4-1ZYo4dwdG/s400/IMG_0147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327663206924323810" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWzyKwKRz7YmI9Dkn6SvccqWKBhWrL4Vd5MHtWiy49HYJ1dw9yDNW7i63Sqr7UGUZA0g_d5K_sftsNJx7lrq_xQ8NcjxhmS96wk1Sb_Kg_J-52B5JLb9IfUvYZbK9HGibY-nGvvr6-Vw00/s1600-h/IMG_0138.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWzyKwKRz7YmI9Dkn6SvccqWKBhWrL4Vd5MHtWiy49HYJ1dw9yDNW7i63Sqr7UGUZA0g_d5K_sftsNJx7lrq_xQ8NcjxhmS96wk1Sb_Kg_J-52B5JLb9IfUvYZbK9HGibY-nGvvr6-Vw00/s400/IMG_0138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327663200108828834" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ5yFJRg-_WLm4dkLxgUXvc9HkOAmTQy17JsHt3dGqzew9eU-CIKshyphenhyphen31Hsg2mgLa2_VGbKPN3j_NBiuJWzRHeRuf4SUEyUEOfEmR7Vn01rZn7GfBNYnznVRnDeJaG_YgNzw4iJ8pEok8q/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ5yFJRg-_WLm4dkLxgUXvc9HkOAmTQy17JsHt3dGqzew9eU-CIKshyphenhyphen31Hsg2mgLa2_VGbKPN3j_NBiuJWzRHeRuf4SUEyUEOfEmR7Vn01rZn7GfBNYnznVRnDeJaG_YgNzw4iJ8pEok8q/s400/IMG_0139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327663197172705714" /></a><div><br /></div>Wow. I am late getting Bertie's weekly update posted. I don't think he got much taller in the last week, but he is definitely filling out. Monday he weighed 30 lbs. 2 lbs per week seems to be his average growth rate. He is still having a lot of problems in the evenings with bladder control. Last night, he went out 4 times in 25 minutes and piddled on the floor twice. I can't get anything done when he is out of his kennel. I feel guilty because he does spend a lot of time kenneled. <div><br /></div><div>Our after work walks have fizzled out. I am afraid he is gonna have a heat stroke and its only in the 80's. The poor baby is just open mouth gasping and drooling copious amounts after 30 minutes. I am working on getting moving earlier in the mornings to take him then. Unfortunately that isn't the best functional time for me. Usually I get up about 1-1.5 hours before work to let him out and give him a chance to eat. He is a very dainty eater. Takes one morsel, walks away and eats it. Then plays or farts around for a few minutes and the comes for another bite. It takes him about an hour just to eat. I am usually sitting on the couch mainlining coffee during this time. I have been taking him out in the back yard and playing fetch with him over lunch for about 15 minutes. His attention span doesn't support a greater length of time. </div><div><br /></div><div>Hopefully I can get him into doggy daycare a couple days a week starting next week. Then he will get more activity as well as animal and people socialization. We continue in obedience training. He is so different there that it is hard to carry over the practice tasks at home. His trainer actually referred to him as a mamma's boy last week. He is so nervous around other people that he just wants to hide next to me. Although, the last two classes he has made a couple new puppy friends and had a wonderful time playing and rough housing with them.</div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-82784206662237904892009-04-13T18:18:00.007-05:002009-04-13T19:49:39.988-05:0015 Weeks, 28 lbs.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiay5I2tAnzT4Iegfi0L5klRqNpa2P2sMFEy27YiSA118NZnsTP9HHQfU8G2TeU7SQDR5ayI-Z7S21wWyvCDVoEGEdNHgqzE6ZfKzZvBD_jab4L9iwrv5-KxFoKVZGXzCmhZujTnUm-g_dt/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiay5I2tAnzT4Iegfi0L5klRqNpa2P2sMFEy27YiSA118NZnsTP9HHQfU8G2TeU7SQDR5ayI-Z7S21wWyvCDVoEGEdNHgqzE6ZfKzZvBD_jab4L9iwrv5-KxFoKVZGXzCmhZujTnUm-g_dt/s400/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324324551306725234" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Mein</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Liebchen</span>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCmamjj2pdrVjTI2R_wkIdXbc5JeC-rF0ZgKr3-RHlF2mN3D2XEJPKncN6d0uix788uhziwaDzRxvf0NFg4C1fSJk-IzS7j3EYTzbg08Crnn9e6cius1ofGojTIna9Egsp0NUcXJyhMnMe/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCmamjj2pdrVjTI2R_wkIdXbc5JeC-rF0ZgKr3-RHlF2mN3D2XEJPKncN6d0uix788uhziwaDzRxvf0NFg4C1fSJk-IzS7j3EYTzbg08Crnn9e6cius1ofGojTIna9Egsp0NUcXJyhMnMe/s400/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324324550002221138" /></a><div>This wall comes to the top of my thigh. I am 5'5".<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9QPjsP6ExEgmpLtZN_khfMf9wACdDtp7Ew8CfkL4mkZaTA4UdBs7BVpns7DPriVVxhyphenhyphen3S6u0cIEuUakc8-q8Oom0O8_IZ5RbDLqqSO7V0HL6G8HltrWDIAeWtGTphMRPzintK5UGXsyWZ/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9QPjsP6ExEgmpLtZN_khfMf9wACdDtp7Ew8CfkL4mkZaTA4UdBs7BVpns7DPriVVxhyphenhyphen3S6u0cIEuUakc8-q8Oom0O8_IZ5RbDLqqSO7V0HL6G8HltrWDIAeWtGTphMRPzintK5UGXsyWZ/s400/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324324543380334578" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3FihQq_zkG8S6LH4MHT7A7JHbmfMa_FNMmH6YWEoHuTfblMO1-wQrwDxHc5qo7M8k8pzwm7Lc8LWSIDcfn7OM0zNRGtxkXjG-i6bUTtaWM0wp_LKX9fydKw7kgPK_7nt5KXQr4pME7Jmv/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3FihQq_zkG8S6LH4MHT7A7JHbmfMa_FNMmH6YWEoHuTfblMO1-wQrwDxHc5qo7M8k8pzwm7Lc8LWSIDcfn7OM0zNRGtxkXjG-i6bUTtaWM0wp_LKX9fydKw7kgPK_7nt5KXQr4pME7Jmv/s400/IMG_0124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324323230695186802" /></a><div>He is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">soooo</span> shiny. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvIbrKZrtwTLZXZq0J6osSnbiHJQHWlOYxvkRmGeIWbXn0ApVpu4CZvKJhelK7NpcvxRv2M9CndYeUd_P37f2vxjBqIaHAWHzxiEJHiyimtUWT6QWD4TPx8uM3N2YziDkFYjvINowAjkyg/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvIbrKZrtwTLZXZq0J6osSnbiHJQHWlOYxvkRmGeIWbXn0ApVpu4CZvKJhelK7NpcvxRv2M9CndYeUd_P37f2vxjBqIaHAWHzxiEJHiyimtUWT6QWD4TPx8uM3N2YziDkFYjvINowAjkyg/s400/IMG_0129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324323225275491058" /></a><div>Not his most flattering side, but I wanted some furniture in the shot for growth comparison<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj8l6cf4ZGLNEvtl7v_FtOqh9t5Dak6jJ_pecMzeevh4Hwk5OvigLq-QQWb0uZOzJlj9pBE1Cyh47QhqXOqnCTP7c4XsmVGo_bIv7fiqIvdFa7qhTshpKVrP4iScMin8oANOCOLfc6xuDK/s1600-h/IMG_0128.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj8l6cf4ZGLNEvtl7v_FtOqh9t5Dak6jJ_pecMzeevh4Hwk5OvigLq-QQWb0uZOzJlj9pBE1Cyh47QhqXOqnCTP7c4XsmVGo_bIv7fiqIvdFa7qhTshpKVrP4iScMin8oANOCOLfc6xuDK/s400/IMG_0128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324323220228952706" /></a><div>Its good to be King. The King has lots of toys.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiG-05YFYn-348d0R_szsQEzS5-XL9eejTELpryiBJ9785FigjzLNeqF5KO676gPcYUXGTInqbMemQkmRRroB6jn5jrIm1jLcl1ow0S96umQ2LlQLfGM3KccNH7TMLC9e8Koi_3JGkpKWT/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiG-05YFYn-348d0R_szsQEzS5-XL9eejTELpryiBJ9785FigjzLNeqF5KO676gPcYUXGTInqbMemQkmRRroB6jn5jrIm1jLcl1ow0S96umQ2LlQLfGM3KccNH7TMLC9e8Koi_3JGkpKWT/s400/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324323217110991842" /></a><div>Is this not the most precious face. We have been working on "watch me" for obedience class.</div><div>He is quite mobile now. Can go up and DOWN the stairs by himself. Can get up on the couch without assist. He really has to work at it and it is really funny to watch. He has no idea how to jump, or if it is even possible to get all four feet off the floor at once. We have been taking daily walks for 30-45 min. He still doesn't like the gentle leader, but I won't use a collar. I tried it once and he pulled and tugged the whole time. Then he coughed and gagged for 2 days after. </div><div><br /></div><div>I talked to his breeder-mama today and Bertie will be getting a baby sister around the end of September. I feel bad that he has noone to play with. The cats are not really playing as much as trying to kill him, but he doesn't know that yet. And hopefully by then he won't need the constant reminders to behave and not destroy. He will also be neutered. I am getting a silver (AKC calls them dilute chocolate). It looks like a super shiny beige. You can check them out on the website, www.ellendalelabradors.com. Zoey and Jack will be the mom and dad again, so she will be a full blooded sister to Bertie. Zoey is a silver.<br /><br /></div></div></div></div></div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-85664228778294618442009-04-08T18:14:00.002-05:002009-04-08T18:21:59.784-05:00OMG, WHATS HAPPENING TO ME!?!?I actually went and toured a doggy daycare facility. Muy, muy nice. Bertie won't be eligible to start until he is 16 weeks and I can talk his vet into vaccinating him for leptospirosis. It is an awesome facility. Has sleep rooms for nap time, a picket fenced in area with AstroTurf for potty time and playroom for age groups/personality types fully equipped for canine agility workouts. Its nicer than some people facilities I've seen. Prices mimic those for people pups daycare. Yikes. I will probably buy him a couple days a week to help with socialization and get him out of his kennel for awhile.G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-48435973181961176902009-04-06T18:32:00.004-05:002009-04-06T18:58:43.023-05:00Mama's Big Boy<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjImFpZJUhHmRAqZhYw5Sp3QSkL338SXU7iQdgKwb99-RZzl0PEWjpa9v-m3LYWuEVnTnnoOtdCbaXnl4jjNf-_kHSHqVw8oFKIlIqQ3RUXnrc1kAEEwzWEkAsgZXk6zMX20RWUg6XaCr6R/s1600-h/IMG_0094.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjImFpZJUhHmRAqZhYw5Sp3QSkL338SXU7iQdgKwb99-RZzl0PEWjpa9v-m3LYWuEVnTnnoOtdCbaXnl4jjNf-_kHSHqVw8oFKIlIqQ3RUXnrc1kAEEwzWEkAsgZXk6zMX20RWUg6XaCr6R/s400/IMG_0094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321729586768558802" /></a>William and Jack are brothers. William is an angel, Jack a demon. Just ask dad. They are 10 years old. I got them at about 10 days old and had to bottle feed them every hour and a half, just like people babies. They have all the behavioral and disciplinary problems associated with bottle raised cats.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHmG5uRd-0NzT46qMFEz-5LXFZlQXabhItYc1ISP9-xXMxxb5mNSQnV7FgV-q3lWmObwaNSYxSeRaO-HojXKwXdUXCjY9dTc81XiOx9lnjvorUtUHuRoZ8-op3RrYyBTPOEFxLSuCrRgnc/s1600-h/IMG_0093.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHmG5uRd-0NzT46qMFEz-5LXFZlQXabhItYc1ISP9-xXMxxb5mNSQnV7FgV-q3lWmObwaNSYxSeRaO-HojXKwXdUXCjY9dTc81XiOx9lnjvorUtUHuRoZ8-op3RrYyBTPOEFxLSuCrRgnc/s400/IMG_0093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321729585503548114" /></a><div>Katie, this is my chatty cathy cat, Mortimer. He is also my social butterfly. Pretty much keeps to himself unless we have a guest, then he is just glued to them. He is gorgeous and has a wonderful personality. Even my friend who hates cats, said she would take Mortie. But he does have a really loud, obnoxious meow as you well know. And breath that could drop a horse. He is 16 years old.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixKNVQZ28iX6h477bOfKShGI0yJZqALc9N0A4G-gmOgtrvjN8zZgim-i47Ls_dFDEy_ksnGIachZCc0P8w7xl0MMuA2aOZEHT9BIulR-LU_IzL0PyFnq8jSl3TObvfY7HIfsrRxaSNfxW3/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixKNVQZ28iX6h477bOfKShGI0yJZqALc9N0A4G-gmOgtrvjN8zZgim-i47Ls_dFDEy_ksnGIachZCc0P8w7xl0MMuA2aOZEHT9BIulR-LU_IzL0PyFnq8jSl3TObvfY7HIfsrRxaSNfxW3/s400/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321729580230510258" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkHMiBI5I2js7ryKRFbN7lsFQHdff8hCpoOxIAWHwZUwa1ooAYG8m3Qoa48ky6y77WEBfANKYgybKR7J2dAbwP26A5np_Y_WoIcd7LjQ-tfYOy2G8YbplAfzRhGVAswk5PRn8S2FbP0_-q/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkHMiBI5I2js7ryKRFbN7lsFQHdff8hCpoOxIAWHwZUwa1ooAYG8m3Qoa48ky6y77WEBfANKYgybKR7J2dAbwP26A5np_Y_WoIcd7LjQ-tfYOy2G8YbplAfzRhGVAswk5PRn8S2FbP0_-q/s400/IMG_0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321728083209818786" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEdVdde40zWtxS4v-c6mWfSvtxHgc63Kk1Ik0oxdGH2qMqC6O3X9YGMHizKE7BojYZYdiiCFAiyJcPoiph7dY8w6HWt_r6fG1axjIjlf4NY4kfqkkk4ClWEO45X8ysvuiuFoUYqDcI14Vc/s1600-h/IMG_0092.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEdVdde40zWtxS4v-c6mWfSvtxHgc63Kk1Ik0oxdGH2qMqC6O3X9YGMHizKE7BojYZYdiiCFAiyJcPoiph7dY8w6HWt_r6fG1axjIjlf4NY4kfqkkk4ClWEO45X8ysvuiuFoUYqDcI14Vc/s400/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321728077777854370" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAo5cmogW8ZFd_YHkEso-qZws8_UUZpsgSkM6nSqAigXHqYMxOHpfCGDcAdAhejip7VCvDJK13URgqUXCHw9TMHYmjg0fV0rk80LqWt2Z1TTC4YeAlY4udwIonz4A4CxSDYyYoM4lNUXfF/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAo5cmogW8ZFd_YHkEso-qZws8_UUZpsgSkM6nSqAigXHqYMxOHpfCGDcAdAhejip7VCvDJK13URgqUXCHw9TMHYmjg0fV0rk80LqWt2Z1TTC4YeAlY4udwIonz4A4CxSDYyYoM4lNUXfF/s400/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321728072665458658" /></a><br />Well today is Bertram's 14 week birthday. He weighed 25 lbs even this morning. He can now manage, with some effort, to haul his own carcass up on to the couch. He has a healthy respect for the water bottle and is doing much better with his barking issue while in his kennel. He is down to 1-2 peepee accidents in the house, usually the result of over-excitement or me not keeping a close enough eye on him<div><br /></div><div>Bertie just kills me. He has started trying to play with the cats. The cats start to hiss and do that kind of slapping thing they do. Bertie started to do it back, thinking what great fun. The cats are just appalled that he would mimic their moves. They aren't scared of him in the least. In fact, will go tearing after him. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-63243689515347516742009-03-31T17:21:00.004-05:002009-04-01T18:24:26.387-05:00Puppy Training.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4V-ytw4HK1XgHGYeRUYxyLiKbI5kPwf2jRAW3uHoxHs3iGwlRaw1DRXevKGO1v-hm22eTsXNDA9plNpBIG6gNgL881zsf17xbI_smJCg0ksboRG7aHj6ZA9AAcSkXeX7_8S_YM5i_9Gyh/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4V-ytw4HK1XgHGYeRUYxyLiKbI5kPwf2jRAW3uHoxHs3iGwlRaw1DRXevKGO1v-hm22eTsXNDA9plNpBIG6gNgL881zsf17xbI_smJCg0ksboRG7aHj6ZA9AAcSkXeX7_8S_YM5i_9Gyh/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319867574517167698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPPAvRZ9UxDR6t_YTWHV7zLebCq1_ebE-ShgXjVagQ2EhTvn82nb8o12WW6a9IJbwAI736aaIP1gM0ExtQdlvpzZCgY2QbY3jqGWoPsGGe2D2wbCjjP02a9OngK0Cu4eSn7teSxfBiPKdK/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPPAvRZ9UxDR6t_YTWHV7zLebCq1_ebE-ShgXjVagQ2EhTvn82nb8o12WW6a9IJbwAI736aaIP1gM0ExtQdlvpzZCgY2QbY3jqGWoPsGGe2D2wbCjjP02a9OngK0Cu4eSn7teSxfBiPKdK/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319867564159481330" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIuQcEu-lHACy-8wi0oTN2jL5_QItAkTySKWGaipGBvgqBTxbSnhTAzYa1cDTDcrWyClu_ZzQPUezn3Kl8gx3PxJZNzyIRE8CDOPgqljGTDKTkeCpqWe656Sh_DV3NwrngUwypdnQiSmA/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIuQcEu-lHACy-8wi0oTN2jL5_QItAkTySKWGaipGBvgqBTxbSnhTAzYa1cDTDcrWyClu_ZzQPUezn3Kl8gx3PxJZNzyIRE8CDOPgqljGTDKTkeCpqWe656Sh_DV3NwrngUwypdnQiSmA/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319867555678021010" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr8ZJBWbxRIbgI4bbX86vOLhr0bBtGvfHYvpLJdqiwVRP6UgwQJJc9pMdvs7-1tlVpS2t61LWoUrTPl4DXyDfNo7NP6Pso6whyphenhyphenMyqtH4oYa1l2lmejqb8HWcr6c3L9XHDbQWw9yAZ-lGWN/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr8ZJBWbxRIbgI4bbX86vOLhr0bBtGvfHYvpLJdqiwVRP6UgwQJJc9pMdvs7-1tlVpS2t61LWoUrTPl4DXyDfNo7NP6Pso6whyphenhyphenMyqtH4oYa1l2lmejqb8HWcr6c3L9XHDbQWw9yAZ-lGWN/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319867547578177410" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>Bertie got his 3mo vaccinations on 3/24 (happy birthday grandpa). He was 19.5 lbs.<div>Monday he weighed 21 lbs. He is growing like a weed and looks skinny and malnourished most the time. He started obedience classes on Sunday. He will go every Sunday afternoon for the next 8 weeks. Everyone loved him. We did this exercise where we passed our pups around and everyone held him in their laps. He was an angel. No barking, jumping or biting. Thank God the only one who didn't buy the act was the trainer. He had Bertie's number. Told me that Bertie was too shy to bring out any of his Satanic leanings. </div><div><br /></div><div>We started using a clicker as a reward thing. Click, dog treat. Again and again. Bertie is bolting for the door 10 times an hour so he can get a treat. Oops, just landed in UnderCity. Gotta go, will have more to come later.</div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-42548284787064591942009-03-23T16:38:00.003-05:002009-03-23T16:43:08.835-05:00He is Brilliant<div>12 weeks old today. Wt is 18.5 lbs.</div><div><br /></div>How can a dog so smart as to teach himself to play fetch, still can't control his bladder in doors. I took Bertie outside to play after work and thought we would see how he did with a toy outside. I threw his squeaker ball and he went and got it and brought it back to me the very first time. I didn't have to prompt him at all. He will even release it with a little encouragement. We played for about 10 minutes until he decided he had had enough and carried his ball to the back door.G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-54794852014000883372009-03-22T08:52:00.006-05:002009-03-22T09:20:03.477-05:00Bye, Bye, Heidi<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaxkPX9QjMmmyiJhwbcUI4sXaowi1k68Hvu2Sq5LXjKJfzSir10BCosep3zkhsd5PVgirBx0sDCw4XKmaQrHKKcisaO-d3Qa1OZUp2Giwh9_nUbNDqlxFHHKiZQM6mDL98dmRmx_xfULCH/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaxkPX9QjMmmyiJhwbcUI4sXaowi1k68Hvu2Sq5LXjKJfzSir10BCosep3zkhsd5PVgirBx0sDCw4XKmaQrHKKcisaO-d3Qa1OZUp2Giwh9_nUbNDqlxFHHKiZQM6mDL98dmRmx_xfULCH/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316014903889578834" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEght1WuGrdGUz2kBqER1Iup1cS3SrKdYfJINU3ucWAq029XU-_UMqP-lFArXFvBKfrEioLl8DWIJ9P2SBAKLpUThoMRiQPKjpVW58XHsobTITF-7ygIqvoAUGofijePWvexCPtiv9tKYFS_/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEght1WuGrdGUz2kBqER1Iup1cS3SrKdYfJINU3ucWAq029XU-_UMqP-lFArXFvBKfrEioLl8DWIJ9P2SBAKLpUThoMRiQPKjpVW58XHsobTITF-7ygIqvoAUGofijePWvexCPtiv9tKYFS_/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316014898411528066" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9o013bP_L3dQatPgAzysP6mW2oHmfdLNxEgHlbmXj_ebwGkNUUNW2b4uE87psDk1cV6OSRgP0LPkEwfiQW44Y9m07uv5EvZvGH-Zkew0KHDU6AGQ9nxtLoB-kYRNr0SQ1zDnj4dxgFUoH/s1600-h/IMG_0062.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9o013bP_L3dQatPgAzysP6mW2oHmfdLNxEgHlbmXj_ebwGkNUUNW2b4uE87psDk1cV6OSRgP0LPkEwfiQW44Y9m07uv5EvZvGH-Zkew0KHDU6AGQ9nxtLoB-kYRNr0SQ1zDnj4dxgFUoH/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316014886220668866" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-4XMnulsJXIqgEdjLmdreNQlLD6xW1xW3cghiFLU73PZ0UlgUTmfYLytCyrH1GkMfJTR_0Bxh9PmSmZbiBcrJCcpE1HdJw5j5hQOXlYp1S-xeaRnziX6awU6EzblOLP9ezWQDLumbQqb/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-4XMnulsJXIqgEdjLmdreNQlLD6xW1xW3cghiFLU73PZ0UlgUTmfYLytCyrH1GkMfJTR_0Bxh9PmSmZbiBcrJCcpE1HdJw5j5hQOXlYp1S-xeaRnziX6awU6EzblOLP9ezWQDLumbQqb/s320/IMG_0058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316013410862831954" /></a><br />Its Sunday and Heidi goes home to her kids and family today. I am afraid she picked up some bad habits. And unfortunately, Bertie didn't pick up any good ones. Heidi is such a good dog. As much as Bert harassed her non-stop, she never bit him. I would have cleaned his clock if I were her. Poor thing is in the back yard in full squat, trying to take care of a little business, and he is standing on her back. How he manage to get all four feet up there and balance, I have no idea. And of course the camera was sitting in the living room, useless.<div><br /></div><div>Alas, Bert is still an abject failure at potty training for pee pee. He does great with pooh. We are also having issues with excessive barking. But if I let him out of his kennel, even if I am watching him, he just piddles all over the place. Once he was even laying down and when he got up and walked away, I realized he had left a wet spot. </div><div><br /></div><div>My house is gross, I clean and it is trashed 30 min later. I am looking forward to Bertie being all grown up. I think I get another puppy within the next year so I don't have to go through all this more than once.</div><div><br /></div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-27586586139656609362009-03-14T10:15:00.010-05:002009-03-16T20:16:03.806-05:00We have a guest.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Q-NiJczUJZGfElPwn99ND6tPKODN_DGnF4Iirg6GyKHfo1jFwlWk4NdJ0A4_KmjqDA4pW8tmk7aRZjjvYNRFGqVIEvnkMV0jpBOF3n_1Jhd7mZYIZysA-3BE8R4BFl6LkMdmLnPLJQNH/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Q-NiJczUJZGfElPwn99ND6tPKODN_DGnF4Iirg6GyKHfo1jFwlWk4NdJ0A4_KmjqDA4pW8tmk7aRZjjvYNRFGqVIEvnkMV0jpBOF3n_1Jhd7mZYIZysA-3BE8R4BFl6LkMdmLnPLJQNH/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313959155412047730" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicN1O7wR4enCQS9KWjAMWGM5n7srMcgAC34y1rdBtK-W1pWzUwJKQ5HIA6A9hGQBZPs3VLPDmvVmFG7v2uRardMV9J7ZsFQcTthRTHE2uN87UbXjaxxpSFxfhEhrCTDBqSn0LweWKQ0eE_/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicN1O7wR4enCQS9KWjAMWGM5n7srMcgAC34y1rdBtK-W1pWzUwJKQ5HIA6A9hGQBZPs3VLPDmvVmFG7v2uRardMV9J7ZsFQcTthRTHE2uN87UbXjaxxpSFxfhEhrCTDBqSn0LweWKQ0eE_/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313958572891755106" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxcbR0dSnqfj3igiHkd05v_ks-GPMAMcEmEojKyT252CldJK_cq4XBLTtNe_td8yNg4XoVNUVuy5VBBQaGM_Eq18tP80HO_YHrxodOZWTxlJwRklYff1S-9_2FDmMyKV6xeO3Tupjj_vUN/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxcbR0dSnqfj3igiHkd05v_ks-GPMAMcEmEojKyT252CldJK_cq4XBLTtNe_td8yNg4XoVNUVuy5VBBQaGM_Eq18tP80HO_YHrxodOZWTxlJwRklYff1S-9_2FDmMyKV6xeO3Tupjj_vUN/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313958179702958082" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL1am9rRlg87eW4A6P3QwX85KJvuB2g3hAsLdFR4E5te54ezRdd5HBHmLZEmFmvlbrAeqF8HrEhSTNQ88A76uWAiTDyTGeySGb9KoWXxAdznX7-yjOx6uCKbpZBJ8PeEYImJxFh5Ytsa23/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL1am9rRlg87eW4A6P3QwX85KJvuB2g3hAsLdFR4E5te54ezRdd5HBHmLZEmFmvlbrAeqF8HrEhSTNQ88A76uWAiTDyTGeySGb9KoWXxAdznX7-yjOx6uCKbpZBJ8PeEYImJxFh5Ytsa23/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313957763280998642" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX6Uwlt7yg6TUIkPyQTkvgHZu4-UH-HRu10d-BjoDj5lu_6qPLsWpL3_73Xmy2xgbOz83no4MTXh2J7Os0aS_yYXEFXPcURe3FkOb6L7mj5SfTe9V1I02O4qXDlVg_ao7r_2vgTOstjhjA/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX6Uwlt7yg6TUIkPyQTkvgHZu4-UH-HRu10d-BjoDj5lu_6qPLsWpL3_73Xmy2xgbOz83no4MTXh2J7Os0aS_yYXEFXPcURe3FkOb6L7mj5SfTe9V1I02O4qXDlVg_ao7r_2vgTOstjhjA/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313957393958182530" /></a><br /><div>Monday, March 16, 2009.</div><div>Bertie's birthday. 11 wks. 16 lbs.</div><div>Bertie is confined to jail. He will not give poor Heidi 5 seconds break if I let them both be out. He gets to come out for potty outside and a little playtime after. He has currently been yapping and yipping for about 2 hours. I am about done and will retreat to my room to watch t.v. alone. I've tried crating Heidi, but she is as bad as he is if I am in the room. Hope you enjoy the pictures.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Saturday, March 14, 2009</div>My friends, Steve and Lisa, dropped their 2 yr old lab, Heidi, off this morning. I am babysitting while they take the tribe to Disney World. I am hoping having a real dog, a good dog in the house will have a positive influence. With my luck, Heidi will pick up all his bad habits and Steve and Lisa will quit speaking to me. So far, mien liebchen has Heidi barking too. I was hoping she would teach him to be quiet.<div><br /></div><div><div>The weather has abysmal, cold and lots of rain. Bertie is still so low to the ground, he comes in just soaking wet and dripping even if it isn't actively raining.<br /></div></div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-18013962143582178682009-03-11T18:54:00.002-05:002009-03-11T18:59:01.930-05:00Bertie's first yucky day.We woke up to 40 degree weather and rain. I opened the back door for Bertram's morning potty and he stopped mid step and back peddled into me. I decided to carry him out after grabbing an umbrella from the garage. He peed all down my side. I ended up chasing after him outside holding the umbrella over him. He got damp, I was dripping wet. He remains confined to quarters and only coming out to go outside. He doesn't seem to be learning. I am overwhelmed with guilt. I am at a loss as to what else to do. Any tips on this potty training stuff would be greatly appreciated.G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-33771911970505010752009-03-11T18:38:00.008-05:002009-03-11T18:54:03.950-05:00PICTURE UPDATE.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyNoC0h_NQ-8Tntra7gwV-z5VUE4oh0-T6nLJjew13dBS_iM5nT5_3gWai-PuM1kDmTplDQA5swcqfNLSlG9brfH2ZuMfJd7VuyWjiD1F0N_Q9uYG2ARPVjjC0MN4R2TmF-8ecVVKdrRAP/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyNoC0h_NQ-8Tntra7gwV-z5VUE4oh0-T6nLJjew13dBS_iM5nT5_3gWai-PuM1kDmTplDQA5swcqfNLSlG9brfH2ZuMfJd7VuyWjiD1F0N_Q9uYG2ARPVjjC0MN4R2TmF-8ecVVKdrRAP/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312082569587212882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL8jwYemgQApsxDBq4u8SJIfO_A8ON2VU3uYGgDZW_o0E8NS_ju3xqXCpXXRIBap0-_zDXBEuJMbWx0n9Z9ZnjPpsc9GOHZ7y5gT1ly2lcB3wi-XClhac3rJC_D0KsB66ONbYd25eq3HBb/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL8jwYemgQApsxDBq4u8SJIfO_A8ON2VU3uYGgDZW_o0E8NS_ju3xqXCpXXRIBap0-_zDXBEuJMbWx0n9Z9ZnjPpsc9GOHZ7y5gT1ly2lcB3wi-XClhac3rJC_D0KsB66ONbYd25eq3HBb/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312082218330820978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5r5B7-FwBVUfZyXkAjmrbTKeRlfFzfCK3OgJJaxHpt9bvcKHWD_HYKrAv9E3Z6JEZIAdPVigyweEMYVpJtSAj0QU8qHiWSyrf6daDztG80hdcO17YvAjTd0r8NiNxrXcAY3Uim4GLVayY/s1600-h/IMG_0034.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5r5B7-FwBVUfZyXkAjmrbTKeRlfFzfCK3OgJJaxHpt9bvcKHWD_HYKrAv9E3Z6JEZIAdPVigyweEMYVpJtSAj0QU8qHiWSyrf6daDztG80hdcO17YvAjTd0r8NiNxrXcAY3Uim4GLVayY/s320/IMG_0034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312081642028628930" /></a><br /><div>They do exist. The rare, elusive caticus domesticus.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKI3ohCXV6ydcHUi4zczF5zRKIAUxLfDioIgavwaA5egFCY1ihWkp3ikaCjLxWF7IIy3VXcZhPG50XqxEZS5vg95-lWkbVSV4q5Vo0j9tFA_Cqrx4bgurfQ9foj0_lL1SOfe3lIfo0umrD/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKI3ohCXV6ydcHUi4zczF5zRKIAUxLfDioIgavwaA5egFCY1ihWkp3ikaCjLxWF7IIy3VXcZhPG50XqxEZS5vg95-lWkbVSV4q5Vo0j9tFA_Cqrx4bgurfQ9foj0_lL1SOfe3lIfo0umrD/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312080822720570978" /></a>Poor, abused prisoner.<br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxjShbpL-SZaQYIklgS1WP0J1EyC9rdKJdBJiYhoM-xIg0xG3aMeDTE1Xp5THecZnSddKAmqDKiT7QjTWyT_9Be47lChV1HRybXxNIN_1kgl2ni2cQXMGlgciwrFUgPvxFCigV_VgLRaOg/s1600-h/IMG_0013.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxjShbpL-SZaQYIklgS1WP0J1EyC9rdKJdBJiYhoM-xIg0xG3aMeDTE1Xp5THecZnSddKAmqDKiT7QjTWyT_9Be47lChV1HRybXxNIN_1kgl2ni2cQXMGlgciwrFUgPvxFCigV_VgLRaOg/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312080043191420882" /></a><br /><div>The spoiled, rotten brat in mid-yap</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKnNfPldBlcUUx-YUBXmiahdvjHR7YaEKRheXyXRjoCpnOJDhOmfWyBsIxsZsmIjyjgyJwqlXT_GY8pL_XNSK5DGUE9hxDsly28ymFTb7lWCpvEHUr-vkvlg8Ez3nlB4hPPsbo0GzadlNT/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKnNfPldBlcUUx-YUBXmiahdvjHR7YaEKRheXyXRjoCpnOJDhOmfWyBsIxsZsmIjyjgyJwqlXT_GY8pL_XNSK5DGUE9hxDsly28ymFTb7lWCpvEHUr-vkvlg8Ez3nlB4hPPsbo0GzadlNT/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312079239241454418" /></a>Yes, his eyes really are that blue. <div><br /></div></div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990604810669046827.post-20806823722849980182009-03-09T18:27:00.003-05:002009-03-09T18:35:02.165-05:00Happy Birthday BertieToday is Bertram's 10 wk birthday. He weighed in at 14 lbs this morning. He is growing like a weed. I can tell by how high he can jump up on me now. He is confined full time to his kennel unless he is going outside. He doesn't get potty training at all. I don't know what else to do. I will take some pictures this week. The cats really like that he lives in a cage now.<div><br /></div><div>Bertie sleeps downstairs in a big crate. His choice. Last night he didn't have an accident at all and went about 9 hours.</div><div><br /></div><div>I let him outside 4 times in an hour and he pooped outside 3 times and on the stairs in the house once. I think he enjoys it, my being borderline stroke level all the time. </div>G's Realmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03946644008991457314noreply@blogger.com1