How many is too many?

Dogs, that is. I’ve wondered how many dogs I could have mingling inside the house. I’ve had 5 for several days with 1 or two more in the kennels (converted garage). That was a lot. Of course, the answer first depends on which dogs are on the list. Some dogs just aren’t going to get on with other dogs no matter what you do. This Thanksgiving weekend I have the opportunity to see if I can handle 6 dogs inside the house with 1 in the kennels. I’ve had all of these dogs boarding with me before but they all…

Yule and Tucker

Yule met Tucker during his last visit but they didn’t get on right away. That’s actually not unusual for Yule even though we’ve introduced him to quite a few dogs over the last two or three years. Yule is generally standoffish for a bit until he decides the other dog is safe. Then they’re good. But with Tucker it seemed that Yule had to replicate his “new dog” assessment each time they shared the yard. So Yule met Tucker’s advances with a worried look and an occasional weak growl. About 20-30 minutes into the play session Yule would pluck up…

Yule came by again

To be honest, Yule has been here for a couple weeks. And he goes home tomorrow. But he’ll be back for Thanksgiving. He was his usual good-natured self during his stay. The kids discovered that some birds have been hanging in the tree in back. That was good for some entertainment and vigorous barking during Yule’s stay.   Yule has his serious moments now and then. He occasionally misses his mum, the Wealthy Heiress. Did I tell about a surprise visit from Yule a couple, three months back? In the middle of the night there’s a tapping at my window….

My last photo of Chief?

This may the last shot I take of Chief. He went home today. Chief’s new Dad brought in Chief’s new brother so they could meet for the first time. That was the last hurdle before Chief could go to his new home. Lori managed the intro so naturally it went swimmingly. Chief’s new brother is a Rotti mix so they are both big dogs. So now Chief’s Dad is happy. All the volunteers are happy. I’m happy. And I’m sure Chief is happy. He’s in the best place he could possibly be. He hit the Lotto. In case you’re wondering,…

Lilly the Lookout

Lilly spends a lot of her yard time watching. I assume she is checking her surroundings for signs of danger and the occasional tasty critter. She’s not one to abandon her post. Staying on task — at least this task — seems to come easy for her. Lilly sometimes seem unaware of me when I enter the yard and approach her. She does allow herself to sit but her eyes stay glued to the terrain in front of her. Even moving in front of her doesn’t guarantee attention from her.

Yule’s in the house

Yule arrived last week for a 2 1/2 week stay. Hurray! Even Lilly was excited to have Yule visit. That’s significant as they had some fireworks during their 2nd cohabitation. I like to have the inside dogs out in the front yard when we’re expecting a boarder. Sometimes we have to do an introduction or a re-introduction. But I always like to see how excited Scrappy gets when Yules comes. Both Scrappy and Lilly love to see Maria (Yule’s Mom). There was a time when Scrappy considered Maria to be his mortal enemy. No more.   What happened next was…

Yule drops in

Yule’s Mom, the wealthy heiress, decided at the last minute to spend Christmas in Vienna. Something about the skiing being outstanding there this year. Yule, of course, is always welcome here. That makes five for Christmas. Yule. My Scrappy. My Lilly. More on her still to come. My beloved Shaggy. A Homeward Bound alumnus. And Molly. She’s here from Homeward Bound because she likes to “mouth” people hands a little too much. Make that way too much. But she’s improving.

Catching up

I had mentioned that I had a few canine guests over Thanksgiving weekend but I’m just now getting to Yule’s photos. He makes a good subject as always. Yule did well with Lilly although she is still wary of him. He also spent a little time with Buddy out in the yard a couple times. Yule doesn’t realize what an imposing figure he cuts. Inside he can be a frightened little puppy. Yule is big — part Great Pyrenees — and has a massive head that I love to rub. Scrappy and Lilly form the welcoming committee — loud as…

Yule’s second home

Yule’s Mom, the wealthy heiress, is off traipsing around Europe or Asia or somewhere. It’s hard to keep track of her travels. The most excellent part about these trips is that Yule comes here, his second home. Sadly, I only have him for a few more days after which he must return to his primary home. You mat recall that Yule and Scrappy are best friends. Scrap won’t play with very many dogs. But he’ll play with Yule nearly every day that he’s here. I like to wait out front when I know Yule will arrive soon. I tell Scrappy…