Modern Dog Blog

Can it possibly have been over a month since I have posted? Wow. See the thing is, there have been things, and stuff, and some things going on. Mainly I have not been very inspired. That, and my darling little one suddenly is way more fun to play with, which means I’m playing stupid baby games like “Eat the Feet”, “Eat the Baby”, and “Shake it, Baby, Shake It”. I invented all these games, and Q and I make the rules up as we go, so no, I can’t really tell you about them. She laughs now, not as much as I want her too, but when she does, man, the whole world lights up. So let’s see, I’ll go over the highlights for all of you and get you caught up. Oh wait, some baby pics to keep you interested….

That’s Quinn playing dress up with me – note the ridiculously adorable bunny slippers, Q and Josh pettin’ the collie, yo!, and Quinn and I on Valentine’s Day.
Ok, back to life.
We took Quinn to her first flyball tournament in January. She was such a good girl. The dogs don’t phase her, she was a champ in the motel, and other than being tired, she was really pretty reasonable. Tournament went well, I ran Dyson on Saturday and he was pretty good. Only did stupid Labrador stuff a couple of times. I think his team got second place. I was running Teak on Sunday, but in the second race she jammed her toe really bad and had to be pulled. Not only was I very concerned for my little girl, that toe swelled up so fast I was sure it was broken; I was totally bummed to not get to run her. She is so much more fun than Dyson. She LOVES it, tries so hard, and rarely makes mistakes. Unlike Dyson who just will do dumb stuff for comic relief, Teak is very serious about her game. So that kinda sucked, but oh well. There will be other tournaments.
WAIT – too much reading? Need more pictures? Here you go -

Ok, now that I have your attention again.
I know, she’s pretty cute, huh?
The beginning of February my Grandma went in the hospital with pneumonia. She then had a heart attack, contracted MRSA, and her kidneys failed. She passed away on the 6th. I’m still working on a post for her, but just haven’t gotten it all quite straight yet. So that sort of put a blip in our schedules, lives, routines and what not. Poor Baby Q, has already been to her first Memorial Service. This isn’t a fun subject, let’s move on, shall we?
How about more baby cuteness? Yes, that would be good I think.

She is a happy, happy girl. She turned 20 weeks old yesterday, I can’t believe how much she has grown and changed. Instead of a needy little blob, I have a buddy, a pal, a playmate. Of course, the games are more fun because I get to run all the dialog, but there ya go. I always did love a captive audience. She rolls over now, and holds things, plays with toys. She’s a total junkie for napkins and paper towels – those must be shaken, torn, and stuffed in her mouth. Well, of course.

Just this past weekend we took Quinn, and all the dogs, and the cat(!) up to northern California to visit Josh’s side of the family. We rented an RV, hee hee, that was fun. Amazingly, the dogs were really good, Quinn was very flexible and charmed everyone she met with smiles and squeaks, and even the cat was well behaved. A bit chaotic, but not anything we are not used to.

Yesterday Teak and Jester both had dentals done, drugged pugs are entertaining to say the least. Other than my stress levels shooting sky high – I always panic when any of my dogs has to be anesthetized – everything went fine. Bonus pics of pugs high on pain meds.

Those were some pretty sad little animals. Jester is just getting more and more pathetic in his old age, and that mixed with heavy drugs just made him sad. He needed to be carried, and the blanket must be adjusted just so, no, not like that, fix it woman, ok, that’s better. I know I created a monster with both of the pugs really, but Jester is taking persnickety to a whole new level. I don’t care though, the dog is 11 years old, he can have whatever he wants. I just have the excuse now that he’s old. He’s always had whatever he wants. Cause he’s Jester. Teak handled the anesthesia a little better, but she’s younger, didn’t have as many teeth pulled, all that good stuff. She’s back on being a maniac already today.

Those are the highlights of the last month and a half – I will try to do better at keeping this updated for those of you that follow along. And if you commented (hint, hint) and it didn’t get posted, it’s because my comments have been totally spammed and full of garbage. Josh is going to fix it, just hasn’t gotten around to it. But don’t let that stop you!!
I will leave you with this final, tragic pug picture and say have a lovely weekend!

Posted on February 27th, 2009 by michelle
Filed under: Baby stories, My dogs, Random run ins, The Naked Part