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Leo makes silly faces
The day after my niece and nephew left, the Mr and I were recovering, I mean, hanging out. Leo was not happy about his new friends being gone and was being a general pain. Poor Mr, he isn't used to Leo behaving like this. I, however, get this Leo at least once a week. Although it doesn't usually last as long as it did Tuesday. But I think that is because the Mr and I were both home and Leo was hoping to convince one human to bend to his will. So, in an effort to calm the Leo monster, I was showing the Mr how I sit on the floor and Leo lays with me and I rub his head and ears (I think it helps quiet all the voices in his head). The Mr was laughing at the faces Leo was making.
"Oh, mom is rubbing head."
"It feels sooooooo good!"
"Oh, mom is rubbing head."
"It feels sooooooo good!"
We are back
We are back and blogging. We (ok, me) had some camera issues. I ended up needing to buy a new point and shoot camera. The Mr has a fancy SLR, but I prefer the ease and size of a point and shoot to catch all the great Team Rocketdog moments. Then add in a visit from our niece and nephew and things have been a bit crazy around here. Like this -
Leo says, "Um, where is my crate? It belongs right here."
Leo says, "Um, where is my crate? It belongs right here."
When Leo is quiet
you should always go check on him. He isn't necessarily getting into trouble, but he could be waiting for just the right moment. So, Leo had been a bit too quiet for a bit too long this morning and I went to check on him. He wasn't getting in trouble, but he certainly was in an interesting predicament.
Leo says, "I'm not up to anything!"
"Just looking for kibble and treats that I may have flung out of my Kong earlier."
"Anything behind here?"
"Maybe around the corner?"
"Why are you laughing at me? I do to fit back here!" (now I just have to figure out how to get out)
Leo says, "I'm not up to anything!"
"Just looking for kibble and treats that I may have flung out of my Kong earlier."
"Anything behind here?"
"Maybe around the corner?"
"Why are you laughing at me? I do to fit back here!" (now I just have to figure out how to get out)
More Christmas toys
Christmas just keeps coming for the boys. We got a package yesterday and it had more toys for the boys (and a few things for us). Not that they are spoiled or anything.
Leo isn't sure what to think. He always has to investigate new toys, or new treats or new people or . . . . well, anything new.
Rocky on the other hand goes straight for the head, er I mean squeaker.
Leo says, "Oh, it's a toy!"
Rocky decides that he should just shake it.
Leo isn't sure what to think. He always has to investigate new toys, or new treats or new people or . . . . well, anything new.
Rocky on the other hand goes straight for the head, er I mean squeaker.
Leo says, "Oh, it's a toy!"
Rocky decides that he should just shake it.
Leo isn't cold
It has been colder than normal here in the great white north, but that doesn't matter to Leo. At least once a day, he wants to hang out on the deck and watch the world.
Leo says, "I don't have to come in, do I? I'm not cold."
Leo says, "I don't have to come in, do I? I'm not cold."
The boys and their Christmas toys
The boys got some new toys for Christmas. Well, we actually waited a few days later, but they didn't know. Christmas always lasts a few days at our house in order to see all the family. Here are some pictures of Leo and the Christmas Moose.
First, he must smell the moose
Then, he must taste the moose. Just a nibble.
And what exactly is this moose made of?
And not to be left out, here is a video of Rocky and the Christmas Monkey.
First, he must smell the moose
Then, he must taste the moose. Just a nibble.
And what exactly is this moose made of?
And not to be left out, here is a video of Rocky and the Christmas Monkey.
Silly, silly Leo
You aren't supposed to try to fit the crate sideways . . . .
But I guess you can if you want to.
But I guess you can if you want to.
Twas the night before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas
when all thru the house
Not a creature was stirring
not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nick soon would be there.
The children were nestled, all snug in their beds
With no thought of the dog outside filling their heads.
And Mom in her kerchief and I in my cap
Knew the dog was cold, but didn’t care about that.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Did the dog break his chain and get into the trash?
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
gave the luster of mid-day to objects below.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But Santa Claus, with his eyes full of tears.
He unchained the dog, once so lively and quick
Last year’s Christmas present now painfully sick.
More rapid than eagles he called the dog’s name
and the dog ran to him despite all his pain.
Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen
On Comet on Cupid on Donner and Blitzen.
To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall
Let’s find this dog a home where he'll be loved by all.
I knew in an instant there would be no gifts this year
For Santa had made one thing painfully clear.
The gift of a dog is not just for the season
We had gotten the dog for all the wrong reasons.
In our haste to fill the kids' Christmas list,
There was one important thing we missed
A dog should be family, and cared for the same
You don’t give a gift, then put it on a chain.
And I heard him explain as he rode out of site,
“You weren’t given a 'gift.' You were given a life.”
when all thru the house
Not a creature was stirring
not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nick soon would be there.
The children were nestled, all snug in their beds
With no thought of the dog outside filling their heads.
And Mom in her kerchief and I in my cap
Knew the dog was cold, but didn’t care about that.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Did the dog break his chain and get into the trash?
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
gave the luster of mid-day to objects below.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But Santa Claus, with his eyes full of tears.
He unchained the dog, once so lively and quick
Last year’s Christmas present now painfully sick.
More rapid than eagles he called the dog’s name
and the dog ran to him despite all his pain.
Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen
On Comet on Cupid on Donner and Blitzen.
To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall
Let’s find this dog a home where he'll be loved by all.
I knew in an instant there would be no gifts this year
For Santa had made one thing painfully clear.
The gift of a dog is not just for the season
We had gotten the dog for all the wrong reasons.
In our haste to fill the kids' Christmas list,
There was one important thing we missed
A dog should be family, and cared for the same
You don’t give a gift, then put it on a chain.
And I heard him explain as he rode out of site,
“You weren’t given a 'gift.' You were given a life.”
Please . . .
"Please mom, can we go outside? I see it snowing!"
I tried explaining that the snow wasn't sticking and that it was just wet out. But no amount of explaining seemed to work because he could see those big fat flakes slowly falling to the ground.
I tried explaining that the snow wasn't sticking and that it was just wet out. But no amount of explaining seemed to work because he could see those big fat flakes slowly falling to the ground.
Fun in the snow
A few days ago we got our first good snow fall. We had had a few dustings before that, but now there was a couple inches to play in. That idea had Leo all excited. What he failed to realize was that with this great gift of snow came some absolutely frigid temperatures and a bitter wind (we are talking about wind chills well below zero). It was the kind of cold and wind we get in the middle of the winter here in the great white north, not December. But that didn't matter to Leo, it was snow!
"Mom, what is taking so long?"(this was the look I got as I was adding layers of clothes, boots and enough cold-weather gear to cover every part of me.)
Rocky helping me get dressed - yes he was that close the whole time.
Leo says, "Are you finally ready?"
And they wrestle!
Leo likes to roll in the snow
Still rolling
How Leo liked to spend his afternoon
And like this - Leo says, "I don't know why you were so cold mom?"
"Mom, what is taking so long?"(this was the look I got as I was adding layers of clothes, boots and enough cold-weather gear to cover every part of me.)
Rocky helping me get dressed - yes he was that close the whole time.
Leo says, "Are you finally ready?"
And they wrestle!
Leo likes to roll in the snow
Still rolling
How Leo liked to spend his afternoon
And like this - Leo says, "I don't know why you were so cold mom?"
