Golden Child

I'd be a horrible mother. I totally play favorites. You wouldn't know it from the blog postings, but Remy is the golden child. Having River around just makes me appreciate how well behaved Remy is even more.

I wish I knew who trained her. I'd give River away for a few months to teach her some manners.

So, because the blog has been awfully River-centric the past month (I've only had her a month... it seems so much longer), here a a few pictures of Remy.




I have to say, she's not quite as exciting to photograph, but I still love her oodles.


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PS, River just fell off the couch. It was hilarious.

Everyone's Doing It

Even Belinda is in on the puppy picture spam!

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Everyone loves her. It's impossible not to... I mean - look!

'Nough said.


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Up And Away

We went to Red Robin Friday night for dinner and, as always, someone picked up a balloon on the way out. (Get this, it wasn't me. Carolyn, Beth and Ashley all took one. And then Beth abruptly lost hers when she tried to tie it around her wrist which ended up killing a dolphin.)

Anyway, some were left in my car and therefore it only seemed right to let the puppy play with one.










I'm sure you can tell, she's screaming, "Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!"



Now you know why I was so upset about not being able to get the info off of my SDHC card (You know, if you saw that twitter). I bought a card reader tonight - all is well again. And the USB port I plugged right into my fancy new monitor... which I now realize that I never put up pictures of.


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Play Food

I gave River a vitamin that I got for free at the pet expo. She wasn't quite sure what it was. It took her at least five minutes to decide to eat it instead of play with it.

She makes me giggle.

She also doesn't understand how food magically appears in her bowl. Or she thinks that she's a magician... Either way, this is also funny. And slightly annoying.

She's certain that I'm not feeding her enough. Yet another thing that River is wrong about...


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Obviously, Technology Isn't As Cool As It Thinks It Is

Two things I learned today:

I just found a feature that allows me to text blog posts directly from my phone to Blogger. (See below.) Obviously, it doesn't work and is limited to 160 characters.

Seems that I'll only use Twitter for that purpose since it actually works...


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Dog Haven

More picture spam. Because this is really what my life is now, watching dogs. They are more entertaining than most anything else though so I'm quite happy.


This looks rather familiar, doesn't it, Remy?


"This pillow is mine. I don't care that I haven't used it since we moved here. It's mine, I tell you, mine! Don't come near it again!"


"I love you, Sister. You're the best under-pillow pillow I've ever known."

Ah, frenemies meet again.


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Bobbing For Turtles

It's not always a turtle, but almost every day River dunks something in her water dish. She is super messy, but hilarious. For instance, look at this photo essay:

Remy: "What are you doing in my water?"

River: "Oh! Nothing. I mean, I'm totally drinking. Duh. What else would you do in a water bowl?"

River: "Oh! Shiny!"

Turtle: "Thanks for putting me back in my natural habitat!"

Nikki: "You're making a mess!!"

River: "I just wanted to take care of my pet turtle."

This is pretty much a normal day in the Blackwell household...


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Lest We Forget

Remy's still really cute in case anyone's forgotten!


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More Puppy Picture Spam

Little River seems to get into the most remarkable of places.




I also found out that she can somehow get into the bathroom when the door is only opened four inches.


She kicked the stereo with her back leg and opened the door to the tape deck. (It surprised her a lot!) I haven't gotten around to closing it yet, so if you were observant enough to notice, that's the reason why it's open.

Yay pictures!


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Maybe I Should Have Named Her Bronco

I took the puppy to the vet today because she's been doing this weird periodic cough thing. Sometimes right when I come home from work, sometimes when she runs around a lot, and like, all the time when she pulls when on her leash there's the little gagging cough.

The doctor diagnosed her with tracheobronchitis which is basically kennel cough. Awesome. She got some pills and he said she'd be feeling better in 3-5 days and it was good I bought her in because it wasn't deep in her lungs yet and she didn't have pneumonia. She got her temperature taken (which she really did not care for as it was rectally) and a rabies shot and some flea and tick meds and a delicious heartworm chewy.

This dog doesn't seem sick at all. The pamphlet they gave me said to limit her exercise, but that's damn near impossible. She's so crazy. So, I'm not following that recommendation because the only way to do it would be to drug her with some alcohol or something.

Anyway, the doc said that it's not uncommon with the weather being how it is and he's seen a lot of it. Although, he didn't seem to worried about Remy catching it, so I guess that's good. I'm just to keep an eye on them both.

Meanwhile, she's due for more shots for distemper and the like on the 15th and Remy is going to get some shots and a heartworm test and I'm getting them to trim her toenails at the same time too. So, she'll probably hate me... more. The next trip will be pricey, so luckily they didn't charge me for an office visit today - just the meds which were only $14.00. The best part about it is that River totally just ate the pill all by itself. Let's see how long that lasts...

I leave you with the River picture of the day. This is where she decided to go after the doctor took her temp and gave her a shot - under a countertop in a cubbyhole where they keep the trash. Seems about right... poor girl. Here's to a speedy recovery!



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Brain Damaged

River got a bath today because she smelled like puppy vomit do to a small unfortunate event last night and me being too lazy to get up and clean it up at 4am. That's what kennels are for, right?

Anyway, here she is after the bath being silly because all dogs are silly after baths. I'm amazed she didn't make herself dizzy and vomit all over again.

Puppies are so entertaining.


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Frenemies?

More of this, please!

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Puparazzi

River is such a spoiled celebrity about things. I mean, she went all Sean Penn on the puparazzi and I have the million dollar photo to prove it.


See? She's got the camera by the strap and attacked the photographer shortly there after.

Those celebrities are out of control.


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Remy and River

When the pups are inside, Remy goes out of her way to ignore River. When they are outside, they look like best friends, playing all the time. I don't know what happens when they cross the threshold to cause them to become mortal enemies, but I wish they would get over it.

For one, Remy's doing weird things like crawling under my desk and laying where my legs are supposed to go. It isn't so bad that she's extra clingy (she's also sleeping on top of me in bed) but she gets all tangled in my keyboard cable and pulls my keyboard from its home, which is annoying. Secondly, she's not doing any of her normal stuff. She doesn't even lay on the couch like normal. It's like she's put out in her own home and really upset about it. And finally, when they are outside playing - or vying for dominance, I'm not sure - they refuse to come in for anything. I really need to complete my yard fence so that I can just leave them out there without standing at the door to watch the whole time.

River, on the other hand, desperately wants to be Remy's friend indoors and out. She keeps trying to edge closer and closer to her... all the time. You know, that is when she's not distracted by something shiny, or moving, or fluffy, or chewy...

Doot doo... just lying on the couch like you...

Nothing to see, I'm not doing anything...

I touched your tail! Look how close I am!!!

I'm not sure if they finally overcame their issues or what, but they started playing together tonight inside the house! The pictures look much more vicious than it really was. Remy is such a good dog. She's so nice about the biting, even though I know River's teeth are sharp. She can put River's whole head in her mouth and not hurt the baby. I can only hope that she rubs off on the newbie and I get two great dogs out of this... though I can't imagine having a dog better behaved than Remy.

So, whatever is going on, I'm hoping Remy wins.

I'm trying to play them hard tonight so I don't have to wake up a million times in the middle of the night like I did last night. I think it's working... look who's tuckered out. This is about how tired I felt this morning.



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