Ecco doggy bark. Yes, I know, it’s not particularly appetizing looking, but the dogs love it. I made this batch with sweetened carob chips because I couldn’t find unsweetened. I made sure to check that they didn’t contain xylitol which is ok for humans but toxic for dogs, according to VetMedicine. This is a forgiving recipe, we had some extra peanut butter so I added more than 1/2 cup, it still worked. If the mixture gets difficult to stir, put it back in the microwave for another 30 seconds. Robert and Gracie haven’t had any yet because they have to wait while theirs chill but I have. 🙂
I give this beagle a 10 for creative problem solving.
Our Gracie was a counter-surfer when she first came to live with us so snacks, the butter dish, balls of yarn all needed to be kept off the kitchen table when unattended. Since the only dogs we had previously lived with were Freya (100 pounds) and Robby (70 pounds) who couldn’t have gotten onto a counter if they’d wanted to, nothing really prepared me for what this Formosan Mountain cat-dog could get into. The only difference between her and the beagle in the video is that she is so athletic that she didn’t need a chair.
One day I left the two dogs upstairs with their dog door open into their dog yard while I was downstairs in my studio with a client and the communicating door was closed. When I was finished for the day and came upstairs Gracie was all excited and was trying to herd me outside like Lassie. I walked out onto the porch and she leaped off to run a gleeful Victory lap around a cairn of avocados and other fruits she had stolen from the garden window over the sink and carried outside to stack into a pile. As I brought them all back inside I saw that each had a distinctive fang pattern pierced into it.
We have a fresh dusting of the lovely, clean, white stuff today!
Granted, it is 41F so it won’t last long but it is pretty. Rob and Gracie were so excited to run around in it this morning that it is already plowed under in the dog yard. Gracie apparently decided an extra layer was needed over her sweater because her blanket is out there too. I searched the archives and found some fun old posts…
Previous Snow posts:
And these two written by Scott:
I am just bringing you a public service announcement today.
If you haven’t chipped your pets this is something that I personally think is a good idea.
If you have, make sure to check your chip from time to time. Of course you want to re-register the chip when you move or change your phone number but remember when Gracie was lost almost a year ago? I felt an intuitive nudge to check her microchip registration number online and the information on her chip had reverted to the vet in Taiwan. I had to call AVID and refax my information in case she was found before they received the mailed registration form. It was all more stressful than it needed to be. Remember that if there is a real disaster, you may not be able to correct any information at that time, phone lines may be down, evacuations may be ordered.
I decided then to check them before camping season every year even though I haven’t moved or changed my phone numbers in 20 years. I also ask the vet to scan their chips at every annual exam to make sure they are still readable. It is a good thing to just make a habit of it. Like replacing the smoke alarm batteries before they start beeping at 2 am. The official website below has links where you can check your microchip #s and change your information online if you need to do so.
Keep your pets safe >^..^<
When they go out to the dog-yard at night for the last time before bed they each get half a cookie when they come back in and then the dog door is locked for the night.
So they both hopped out through the dog door and I snapped a cookie in half and held on to it.
Gracie came in and I gave her her half and she trotted off to bed.
Rob didn’t come in…
and didn’t come in…
and soon she trotted back into the kitchen and sat in front of me as if to say, ” if he’s not going to eat that…”
How could I resist such cute ears?
Today would be my mother’s 71st birthday.
She died of metastasized breast cancer on the night before Thanksgiving almost 2 years ago. Her first bout with breast cancer was in the late 80s when she was treated and “cured” at that time. She and I participated together in the Breast Cancer Fund’s Peak Hike 2000 at Mt Crested Butte. When she went to an ER for back pain in 2007, twenty years later, metastasized BRCA was found throughout her liver and bones and she was given 2 months to live.
A friend referred her to a wonderful doctor in Orlando who gave her radiation, chemo and hope. She lived another four years surviving some really bad days but enjoying a lot of good days too. She got to spend a lot of time with us in Seattle and attend my graduation, and also to enjoy the beautiful weather and all her friends in Orlando. She was with us when we adopted Rob and she taught him almost all of his tricks. Continue reading “Happy Birthday, Mom!”
Kevin is framing the cabinets with trim and then he and I will head to South Center to pick flooring. Marty, Gracie’s rescuer, finally got to meet Gracie & Rob today and I am hoping he makes it to our Winter party so you can all meet him too. In the meantime he has lots of homework from Scott (a gift of boutique cigars). Gracie was her usual, skittish self but he didn’t seem to mind.
This is what the cabinet ceiling trim looks like: Continue reading “News and Cave Paintings”
I had an opportunity to pay-it-back by reuniting a lost dog with their owner today.
I’ve always been pretty aware of watching for missing dogs but since Gracie’s adventure I’ve been hyper-aware.I was out for my walk and was way out near Shorewood when I saw a dog loose in the street about a block away. I headed that direction and saw that it was a rather senior Norwich terrier and that a woman was trying to catch it. I caught the dog for her thinking it was hers but it wasn’t. I honestly didn’t check to see if it was male or female so “its” tag said Scamp and had a phone number so I held “scamp,” the dog while LuAnne went into her house to call the number. The man who answered said he was in Maryland and gave her the number for his dog sitter.
Luckily the dog sitter was home and drove right over to pick Scamp up. She said that she hadn’t noticed that the little Scamp had escaped the fenced in yard yet. The adventure added about 20 or so minutes of non-walking time to my walk but it was well worth it. Please remember when you see a loose dog that they are probably lost, not stray. Be a neighbor and check for a collar and tags. >^..^<
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