The Mighty Hunters...

Abby and Remy caught a bird this morning. Two cats were in our backyard and were stalking the poor little robin and I think they may have injured it and the dogs caught it. Remy ran around the yard with it dangling from his mouth. I chased after him yelling at him to "drop it" which he didn't do. I got some food and took outside and he let go and it got the bird into a walmart bag to dispose of it. Oh the drama!! I think Remy was proud he caught it!

A/C

The AC has been repaired! We called the Bud Anderson Co. first thing this morning and they were here by 11 and had it completed by noon. Our total was $412, which isn't good, but it could have been much much worse, so we are very thankful for them!!

The dog days of summer....

is from July 3 to August 11 and we're right in the middle. Our AC went out tonight. I think it's the compressor, we noticed shortly before midnight, so we'll have to wait until the morning to call someone. We're surprised it hadn't happened sooner, with our outstanding service from Carroll Electric, the electric always seems to go off when the AC is on and has happened the past few mornings.

Luau

Another Greyhound update.

Matt calls the black greyhound "rat dog". It really does behave like a rat. It scurries around, runs away when we want to pick it up, and looks at you with big frightened eyes no matter how nicely we talk to her. Her name is Pie, as in Sweetie Pie, not Pi, like 3.14. They are constantly underfoot, when cooking dinner the other night, 4 dogs in the kitchen were too many. With Abby and Remy, I at least know they are there but I've tripped alot over the others. Matt created me a baby gate by opening two cabinet doors and hanging a walmart bag in the middle. It actually worked. We are working on making Abby and Remy stay out of the kitchen when I'm cooking, Abby was counter surfing tonight and got a piece of pizza.

The tan and white dog has had 4 accidents in the house so far. I think I've picked up more dog crap off the carpets and rugs in the past week than I did the entire time I was housetraining Remy. I don't understand why they always go on the carpet or rugs: Most of our house is either tile or laminate. Thursday evening, I was getting ready to leave to have dinner with friends and was in the bathroom getting ready while all the dogs where eating, all seperately, of course. I went into the guest room to get the greyhounds and Jackson had pooped in the floor. I had previously not been able to prove which dog it was, but since he was the only one in there, I went to get him to show him what he had done and give a stern "NO!" I carried him in the bedroom, set him down on the floor while holding his collar so he didn't run away. He flipped over on his back, had his four legs wrapped around my arm and peed on me. I cannot even begin to tell you how mad I was. So, I had to get the mess cleaned up as well as myself. I'll be glad when these dogs go home on Tuesday.

Greyhound:

Remy and Jackson. Remy's not a big fan. He grumbles everytime one of them gets on the sofa, I think it's because they don't get up there and sit down, they are up and down constantly. Remy is king of the sofa, so if you sit there, you have to play by his rules, so you have to stay still so he can nap. I haven't gotten a good picture of the other GH yet.






Some photos from the back yard. Abby's enjoying the breeze, her ears where flapping in the wind. What's better on a summer's day than rolling in the grass. That's a lot of leg flying throught the air!

Abby and Remy LOVE ice. When they hear someone getting ice out of the the freezer, they come running. We had the production team from church over a few weeks ago and after it was over, I let Abby and Remy eat the ice out of the cooler--JACKPOT! It's an entire chest of treats.

Another good book:

The Cowboy and His Elephant is about the one of the men who was a Marlboro Man in the cigarette adds, and the elephant he adopts.

The Good Good Pig is a sweet book about a runt, his adopted family, and his fame.

And back to Abby and Remy's problem. We tried the soda bottles with gravel which doesn't seem to work when they see a cat moving or another dog. We seem to be getting better around humans, though. We don't get the National Geographic channel, but I have read Cesar Milan's book. I think their problem is that when they are on a lease, they feel threatented and want to protect us. We have a pair of Italian Greyhounds at the house right now that we are watching for my cousin and they are okay with them. Remy isn't letting anyone else on the sofa and Abby's not extremely happy they want to play with her toys but it's not mass chaos or anything. I'll try to get some photos posted of them all tomorrow. One of the greyhounds has terrible terrible breath which reminds me, I need to go brush Abby and Remy's.