Puppy With A Death Wish Part 9 (or The Nutty Buddy)

Toby stole a can of cashews this week. He has been pooping nuts ever since.

You took mine, so I took yours.

I told you there was nothing sadder than a puppy with an empty dish. This puppy did something about it!

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All summer I have been watching fawn twins grow up. I’ve caught them frolicking in the fog and sunning themselves in the middle of the day. (Unusual because deer are crepuscular.) This day, while Toby and I were out making a nut deposit, we caught them watching us. This is the first time I’ve had a camera with me when we’ve seen them. They are so much more mature than when we first met.

What’s that yappy little thing saying? Something about venison?

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Do you have a little girl in your life who might enjoy celebrating the holidays in Dickensian style? If so, then this Red Velveteen Capelet was made for her! Whether out caroling with family and friends or heading off to a holiday dinner, Red Velveteen Capelet is sure to turn heads.

Red Velveteen Capelet is for up to Size 4.

This and other fine gifts are available from my shop at L Bowman Studios.

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Trade

At first there were two socks.

Then this….

Toby didn’t think I would notice that he traded his tiger for my sock.

(He stole the underwear to instigate a game of chase, though.)

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Who’s Been Sleeping In My Bed?

Puppy sleeping in the back of a kennel.

I had to do a double take the other day. Geordie was sleeping near the window, and Geordie was sleeping in his bed. Wait, what?

While this is Geordie’s bed, the usurping Toby likes to make it his own whenever he gets the chance. Sometimes Geordie will cry until the little one leaves. Sometimes he gives up and sleeps outside the door. One time he tried to paw the puppy out.

I don’t know if Toby feels safer sleeping in his big brother’s bed or if he just likes to put his stank on the blankets so that Geordie can never escape him. Either way, it is adorable.

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Things To Do On Saturday (or “Why I Am Such A Good Boy”)

These events took place over the course of one weekend when Bitey had just turned four months old. This was before I had a camera, and it took me pages and pages to scribble out all of the misery my puppy put me through in those two days!