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Misha Should Not Be Up On Top Of The Couch!

Misha Should Not Be Up On Top Of The Couch!

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My dog has been driving us nuts!  She isn’t allowed on the couch except when accompanied by a human…and then, only on their lap.  She’s been good about the rules.  Until now. She’s gotten insistent on climbing up on the back of one of the couches to the point of defiance.  It wouldn’t be a big deal except the glass dinner table is behind it.  I’m afraid she may jump off the couch not realizing the table is right there….

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My Dog is All Ears for Food

My Dog is All Ears for Food

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Let it be known that my dog doesn’t always hear her name even when she is in the same room as the caller.  But, she can hear the pantry door open while buried under her blankets on the other side of the house. She can hear a food wrapper being opened in the garage. She can hear peas dropping on the floor. I call it selective hearing. She hears it if it has to do with food. —————–  

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Blanket Mishaps

Blanket Mishaps

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Misha loves vegetables.  So, when she heard me making lunch, she ran out from her under blanket to get her afternoon treat.  In her haste, she dragged the blanket with her. After she got her treat, she went back to bed.  But, her blanket was on the outside and she wanted to get on the inside. She looked around for a human to help her, but no one was in sght.  Well, they were but they weren’t very helpful.  She…

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Wordless Wednesday: Well, Good Morning to You, Too!

Wordless Wednesday: Well, Good Morning to You, Too!

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Normally, my dog sleeps on my bed under the quilt or in her tent with blankets piled on top of her.  But, it’s been hot.  Even my chilly at all times pup was warm at night. On warm nights, she prefers her bed in the living room.  That means I have to have the tent and the bed in the room since she’s fickle and I’m not dragging the tent in at 2 am. One morning I woke up and…

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May May Came to Play

May May Came to Play

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Meet Ellie May or May May as she is affectionately called. She’s my niece’s dog. She was bought from a homeless person when she was just a pup. Her days on the street scarred her a bit.  She’s skittish and doesn’t warm up to people easily.  I’m slowly becoming her friend by bribing her with dog treats and Cheerios. She came to play with Misha last week.  I use the word “play” loosely.  Misha and May May are alike in…

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May I Present to You the Queen

May I Present to You the Queen

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Life with Jack Russell is never dull.  These little court jesters often make you laugh when you least expect it. There was a food wrapper being opened in the distance and my dog was on it!  Nobody opens food wrappers without Misha knowing about it. She sprang from her, but forgot to leave her blanket behind.  I laughed as I watched her run across the living room and down the hall, flowing robe following her. Then, she sat indignant unwilling…

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