My sister has some new photos of her ten week old puppy up at her weblog Caroline’s Journey. And if Rufus isn’t enough cute for you, try Cute Overload for more cute than most people can stand.
Betrayal
This is not Mia, but a photo of the St Patrick’s Day card that my vet brought today when she came to pay Mia a visit. Mia was not amused, despite the vet telling her how cute she was. Everything had been going so well, and now this complete stranger was trying to feel her up. The nerve!
Mia has what appears to be a lipoma on her left side. To me, it felt similar to one that our long ago Golden Retriever Mags had, except for its location. Fortunately, my vet agrees (99.97% sure) and feels that it should be left alone unless it starts to bother Mia.
Mia sulked while I finished talking to the vet (who is also a personal friend) and was inclined to eye me suspiciously for a while after the vet left. However, when I made lunch, Mia came to assure me there were no hard feelings, and a little snack would make her feel much better.
Techdirt
Commiseration
Folly, the black cat, seems to be commiserating with Brody, who had stifle surgery on Thursday. (There is also a Jack Russell Terrier named Jamie in this photo, almost blocked by the elizabethan collar.) Brody and Folly belong to a friend of ours, who is still shell-shocked by the news, after surgery, that Brody would have to be kept on a leash for twelve to sixteen weeks. The vet had neglected to mention that aspect in the pre-surgical briefing. Yesterday, Jack and I took down the portable fence panels that partitioned our dog run, and used them to build a small pen in our friend’s back yard so Brody would have a place outside where could be put for brief periods.
Mia is staying
Mia officially joined the household yesterday afternoon, after a trial period of eleven days. Most of those days were to give her previous family a chance to change their minds, since we were fairly sure that she would work out for us after her first morning here.
Jack’s Spaghetti Sauce
My link, Five Acres with a View » Jack’s Spaghetti Sauce, is the first item returned by Google for the keywords “Jack spaghetti sauce.” Guess what’s for dinner?
Sunrise
Click on image for higher resolution version.
Puppy Envy
For some serious puppy envy, go to my sister’s weblog, Caroline’s Journey: Puppy Love, and see a photo of her nine week old Australian Shepherd puppy.
Fog
do re Mia
Mia seems to be making herself at home: by sleeping on our furniture, while sorting through our wastepaper baskets, and by retrieving items that I would have thought would be out of reach of a small, elderly Dalmation. She may be eleven, but she is still agile. Fortunately, at one point I was trained by much larger Dobermans, who were even more agile, and I imagine I will pick up the knack of dog proofing the house again.
I lost track of her last night, and had a panicky few moments before I thought to call downstairs on the intercom to discover, that yes, she was down there with Jack. I would say she is bonding with us fairly well, though I suspect from Mia’s point of view, she is making sure that the human residents are firmly under her little paw.
Lody continues to be very accepting of her. Last night, the two dogs looked like they were even thinking about playing with each other but decided not to rush into anything. There are quite a few dog toys strewn around the exercise room right now: toys that Lody had ignored for months but is now getting out of the toy basket to see if she can mix things up a bit.