Monday, February 28, 2011

Bob in the Box


Does puppy want a cookie?

What? I wasn't planning on smacking the dog, really!

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Happy Gotcha Day Marley

I can't believe I've shared my life with Marley for three years, unbelievable. Marley is now about 4ish and as feisty as the day I picked her up at the shelter.

Marley doing what she does best.

My live is so much fuller with Marley as a companion.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Blue Steel


Marley thinks she has a future in modeling, after all if Derek Zoolander can do it with Blue Steel it can't be that difficult.

First we found a nice spot where Marley used a rock to appear taller, after all she wants to be a Super Model not a petite model.

She then tried a few looks...


Super Star

Cookie

Squirrel

Monday, February 7, 2011

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Black and White Day

Marley has been sick and we have spent a lot of time at home, driving each other crazy. Yesterday was simply gorgeous and we couldn't resist a trip to the park. Unfortunately nobody told us it was black and white day at the park.

Marley meeting a black and white Pomeranian.

Marley meeting another black and white Pomeranian mix.

We had a great time, until Marley noticed the UFOs on the horizon. She does not like kites, she insists on barking at them until they go away.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Why is it so hard?

I just realized there are three things at are extremely difficult when owning a dog.
  1. After a dog plays run-away, not yelling is difficult. When Marley decided to play this game I thought my head would explode from the effort of not yelling at her when she finally stopped and allowed herself to be caught.


  2. Not laughing at a naughty dog. I love it when my instructors dog is naughty in class. I know laughing will encourage the behavior and I know I shouldn't encourage naughty behavior. I end up smirking instead of laughing, however it is really hard not to laugh.


  3. Feeling guilty about leaving my dog home. I'm taking a couple of classes and Marley spends two days of the week home with Bob. I don't like that it disrupts our park schedule and fun time. On those days I have our fabulous dog walker visit Marley and I make extra trips home to provide mini-walks; however, I still feel guilty.