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And Now We Wait….

Today we submitted our formatted book interior and our cover art.  They made it through the first review, and now we have to wait to be presented with a proof.  After that, we either approve the book or redo the work until it is right.  I am hoping that things are correct because after looking at this content over and over and for so long, I don’t really see it anymore.  I can say that the pups are much happier now that I am not at the computer so many hours each day.  This afternoon we got to play with one of their friends as well as chase tennis balls and flashlight beams.

And now we wait….

Peeing on each other.

How the boys celebrated our time outside today.

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Schroedinger’s Computer

Rose

Roses are red.

Psychedelic Pup

Hippies like beads.

BSOD

We all just got

A BSOD.

Although I have been following instructions to troubleshoot and possibly fix  the BSOD, I am scared to turn on the computer.  What if I didn’t fix the problem, and my hard drive escapes this mortal coil without me?  If I don’t turn the computer on, it will remain in a state where it both does and doesn’t work.    Somehow I like that option.  It is cheaper.

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Sac de Chien

Cairn terrier puppy wearing green sweater yawns as he plays with boring toilet paper.

Playing with TP

is so very lame.

Each boring white square

is always the same.

If you want a toy

that is totally “bien”

Then the toy that you want

is the sac de chien!

Two doggie waste bags.

Blue ones for puppy boys.

Pink ones for girls.

Just pull the loose end

till the whole roll unfurls!

The dog with these bags

strung like long strands of pearls

Is the luckiest pup in the

entire world!

Cairn terrier puppy with green sweater runs while pulling poop bags behind him.

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Puppy With a Death Wish: Part 1, The Case of the Psychedelic Pup

Psychedelic Pup

Blecch...This is not the "trip" they promised in the brochure!

Toby has proven to be a real Puppy With a Death Wish.  The lightning-fast little guy managed to grab a mushroom while we were out in the yard, and all I saw was the end of the stem as he gobbled it up.

Fortunately his body started purging the mushroom right away.  His poor little body emptied itself all over the place.  The vet wasn’t particularly helpful in this instance.  Her only advice was to take him to the emergency vet hospital.  Yes, going there would be good, but it is a 45 minute drive away.  I learned from a neighbor and from the internet that inducing vomiting with peroxide would be something to do within the first minutes before heading to the hospital.

I was lucky, and my little puppy survived the ordeal.  Did he learn his lesson about mushrooms, though?  Not that I can tell.  He still pulls to get near every one he sees.

Cluster of mushrooms.

Holy Family of mushrooms.

This cluster of three was found on the nearby church’s property, so I call the grouping The Holy Family of Mushrooms.  The “Joseph” mushroom has a cap that is 9-10″ across.  It is HUGE! 

Cluster of three mushrooms.

"Joseph" the Mushroom, top view.

Here is “Joseph” seen from the top.

Big mushroom.

This mushroom had such a lovely color in real life.  Between the shade of brown and its size, it reminded me of a loaf of bread on a stalk.  Check out the leaves on the plant beside it to try to get an idea of just how massive it is.

 

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First Week Memories

These memories are for when I look back and try to recall what Toby did at which stages of development.

During his first week….

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I had to add water to Toby’s kibble because he was too little to eat the chunks when they were dry.

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Toby didn’t know how to shake.  First he would shake the back end, then the front end.  He didn’t know how to shake them together to properly fluff his fur.

Grrrrr!

At first, Toby was too tiny to make the first step out of the front door, so I would carry him.  One time, I was carrying him inside my coat for the five steps from the front door to the snow when he just conked out.   I couldn’t bring myself to wake him, so I just stood there with the puppy tucked in my coat. Toby was too tiny to see, and as people drove past, they gave me the strangest looks.  (“Look at the odd woman standing in the yard looking at her coat!”)

Geordie wasn’t a happy camper because he had to wait inside.

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