Showing posts with label Grand-dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grand-dogs. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Today Is A Good Day For Chocolate

This Cow Parade (Harrisburg, PA, 2004) sweetie is called "Miss Udder Lee deLishiss." She is the perfect cow for today because I am dog sitting my oldest granddog, Guinness. He is a twelve year old Chocolate Lab.

This is Guinness back before Abigail and Amelia were born. He was younger then and received more attention from Gina and Will, but I think he would agree with me that his life is more interesting now.


This is my favorite Guinness picture of all time. That's Abby in the pumpkin. What will these young mothers think of next?

This is another fond Guinness memory. He made friends with a turtle. The turtle wasn't a bit scared of Guinness. By the time I thought to get the camera, they were tired of each other, and Guinness was back to fetching the stick.

When I tried to get him to smile for the camera today, he just covered up his eyes, as if to say, "Grandma, leave me alone."

That's okay, old buddy, I know you miss Abigail and Amelia. I promise, as soon as I'm finished with this blog, we'll go out and play fetch.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Being Half Poodle Isn't Half Bad

This Cow Parade (Houston, 2001) darling is called "French Moodle." She makes me think of Kellie's family's dog.
His name is Oodie. He is four years old now. One of his parents was a standard sized French poodle, and the other one was a golden retriever. He is a fine dog, very sweet and lovable; he is just a big old stuffed animal.

Here he is begging Connor not to put him in the water. He was okay just to stand on shore and watch everybody else playing in the water. Connor didn't throw him in after all. "Good Master," says Oodie.