We're living the high life here in CO. The weather, while a bit hot earlier this summer, has settled into a warm and usually sunny temperature. The dogs are always excited for their early morning walk. The cat is beginning to venture upstairs more often, and the humans are loving every minute of it.
What's not to love? Dogs and cats give unconditional love. They're always affectionate (ok, the cat gets pokey now and then but it's all in fun, folks, she's not trying to ... kill anyone), they are extraordinarily happy when we give them treats, which we do far too often, I think! And, they ask very little in return.
Our Chester is our lazy old man. He loves his naps and his morning walk, and he is very fond of chicken. He can smell chicken from three doors away. Well, I always imagine he can smell chicken from three or even four doors away. Certainly, when I cook chicken, he is ever attentive!
Olive is our little Mama. She was rescued from a puppy mill and boy was she in sorry shape when we got her! Mind you, she pranced around like a reindeer (we call her Olive the other reindeer, after all), and fell instantly in love with Chester and Emily, but... her eye was missing and after a visit to the vet, where he said she needed dental work, 17 teeth were extracted. So, the poor dear is nearly toothless. Not that it keeps her from enjoying whatever the big dogs have! If they're chewing a big tough bone, she'll steal it when she can, and gnaw on it with the few remaining teeth she has! She's a trooper!
And then there's Emily. Emily is the most expressive dog I've ever had the pleasure to meet! I know she is trying desperately to talk, when she barks like a crazy girl the moment she sees us get the leashes out. "Let's go!" she's saying. "Why do you take so long?" We do get annoyed and we are working on the noise level, but that's part of her charm, sometimes. She thinks she's human. She gives us that big, brown-eyed stare that says, "Time to walk," or, "Time for dinner"... and if we ignore her or shoo her away... she'll get Chester to come and focus his puppy dog eyes on us. Cause...he gets to you every time!
Emily and Olive are a team most times, since Olive wants so very much to do everything Emily does. They both love Chester, and they both love hanging out on the bed in the evenings.
Then there's our kitty girl, Molly. Molly came to us just a year ago. We kept her separate from the dogs to give them all time to "get acquainted" by sniffing through a gate. That lasted about 2 days. Then, we started letting the dogs go down into the family room and visit Molly, because she could perch by the windows, out of reach, and they could all just nose each other a bit. After we moved our offices to the basement, Molly took over Tom's desk and gradually allowed the dogs (mostly Emily) to sniff her up close. Now, she still hangs out downstairs mostly, but she's venturing upstairs to the kitchen more often. These days, she's as likely to try and get out the sliding glass doors as she is to perch on the floor and enjoy the sun coming in the window. We're encouraged that she's feeling more comfortable joining the family in the living room. Now... to get her to venture upstairs in the evening and watch TV with us. One step at a time, of course.