Happy Birthday to Us!

the blonds and me

Happy 9 month birthday to all my siblings and to my Mom!  Hers is not 9 months though.  Dad made this great fritatta that we took up to Granny's for breakfast, Uncle Pete came too but not Mike and Jacqui because Jacqui is sick.  I say it was great but could only tell by the smell. 

I ate all my breakfast this morning...Mom put in some canned dog food that had chicken,cranberries and blueberries in it. It's called  Red, White and Blue , I think it's seasonal...then she added some bacon from their breakfast. Good stuff!  Monty was disappointed because I didn't leave anything for him to clean up.

You must have guessed that Dad's home from his sailboat race. I had to show him all my tricks when he got home so I ran lickety split around the kennels in the back yard, dug a couple of holes and snagged him a couple of times on the fly.  I'm sure he was impressed!  He's had to learn how to fix my food now that I'm getting all this canned dog food and other enhancements.

Monty and I went for a long walk with Dad down to Sand Dollar Cove...that's what we call it because sometimes there's a bed of sand dollars down there.  Did you know that sand dollars stand up on their edges to eat on the incoming tide?  They have very thin tentacles that float out and collect stuff from the water.  Just some info my Mom shared with me.  Anyway, we were headed home, came around the point and passed Casey's when whoo hoo...Tom called us back.  Dad let me go first and we had a fun play time with that gorgeous blond boy! 

swimming in the sound

I heard about all the Portis and their people at the water test and training this weekend.  Wish I could have gone but it's been great here.  I went swimming for the first time in the sound.  I bet that water is colder than the stuff at the lake.  Mom gave me a bath afterwards with warm water and that helped.  Sure glad we have that new faucet put in outside that mixes cold and warm water.

Mom and I head home Thursday and Dad and Monty come Friday night.  Dad has to stay because crabbing opens on Friday and he has to get out there and get started.  I hope nobody starts any loud fireworks before they leave because Mom says Monty is petrified of them...I don't even know what she's talking about.  Sarah, Trevor and their kids usually come and use the house over the 4th I guess.  They have to kind of protect it. 

Well, that's all for now...

                                                             Juno

I'm Getting Fat...Not

choices

I've finally gained a couple of pounds and am up to 28.5#. When we came back from the beach we went to see my vet so I could get weighed.  I like to go there because I get to play with Dr. Deb's poodle, Hazel.  This time I met her greyhound, Cosmo, too. Dr. Deb said maybe we could get me up to 30# by the time Dad got back.  I don't think that's going to happen, but I have been trying (usually) and so has Mom. She is jumping through hoops to accomplish this...and Monty is hoping I don't "lick the platter clean" so he can gain some weight too even though he doesn't need to.  Here's how it goes:  Mom adds canned dog food to my kibble but she has to keep switching it up because I don't like the same stuff two days in a row; she heats up the canned stuff so it smells really good and sometimes adds steak or chicken juice.  When she came home with a roasted chicken that was still hot, my nose was just a twitching...thought it was for me.  I do get some of the juice from it.

checking to see if it's right

We made it home from the beach without much trouble with you know who! Aunt Annie said I should whisper over and over to Monty to "get in the car" for the days before we left.  I did that but it didn't work.   Monty didn't want to get in the car and I was really trying to cheer him on so Mom pulled him up to the back of the car, gave him a little pinch to the tummy and he put his front feet on the back so she could boost him in.  I told him he did a really good thing and what Mom did wasn't mean.  It was nice to get home but I still can't find Dad.  Mom keeps saying pretty soon. 

Look at what Mom's making!  She said it's going to be a quilt but not one I can put in my crate or rearrange to my liking.  I don't understand because it has a bunch of Portis on it...sooo, what's she going to do with it?  I know Dad will ask so she's been thinking of donating it to the club for a fundraiser or whatever they could use it for if they want it. She's kind of in the design stage and I try to help.  Did tell her there needs to be more dogs on it! We're thinking of making one with all or some of the water training things on it too.  I'm a little worried that Monty will feel left out.

There's a water working/test weekend but we aren't going.  My neurologist said I have to be really careful about swimming and probably not do it because my balance is so screwy.  It would have been fun to go watch though.  Mom said another time because they are celebrating Elizabeth becoming a teenager.  Wow!  That's a lot of years.  Elizabeth is really nice...she always wants me to sit on her lap so of course I do. I even got on Pat's lap at the birthday party...well, almost.

                         How about if the sun comes back?
                                                             Juno

I Love My Mom

Mom takes me lots of neat places.  This last week we went to Old Silverdale and I finally got to meet Auntie Annie.  It was kind of funny because she sat down in the driveway of this coffee shop and started feeding me treats...what's not to like about that!  Then we went for a walk to this waterfront park where people were waking their dogs.  I didn't get to play with them but it was fun anyway.

We went up to make Granny's dinner the other night and I went into the field next to her house to roll around in the tall grass.  Well, it wasn't just tall grass.  There was a bunch of stuff Mom calls "bindweed" which is just like what it's called.  Here's a little video of me all bound up.  It's got this sticky stuff on it too...Mom had to use her brush to get out the stuff she couldn't pull out...then I had ANOTHER bath.  I've had way more baths in my short life than Monty has had in his 5 years!
                                                                                                                                                                                                          

Yesterday I went to my very first birthday party!  All Sarah's girls have birthdays close together so there's one party for them together.  (Sarah is Mom and Dad's daughter.) You've seen pictures of the girls on my blog...Monty gets to sleep with them when they stay at our house.  Anyway, we had to go to Monroe and it was kind of a long trip but I was good.  Monty didn't get to come...guess why...car phobia.  One of our friends at the beach took him out for a "you know what".  There were 2 cats at Sarah's, one of them ran away from me and the other swiped at my nose so I left that one alone.  I did go looking for the other one but cats are good at hiding. When the girls were opening presents, I helped tear up the envelopes so they could be thrown away.


checking



                                             I like to be with Mom or at least know where she is.  Sometimes I have to check on her in the shower and   then wait for her to come out.  Keeping the bed warm is an important job too.

snug on the bed

    I think it's time to get a trim.  Later,           
                    Juno

waiting

Life is Good

We made it to the beach!  No thanks to Monty!  He would NOT get in his crate!  Mom had all these delicious treats in it, even some kind of animal hoof which he really wanted, but NOOOO; he wouldn't do it.  I was in my crate cheering him on to get in so we could go.  Actually, I was asking for the treats.  Finally, Mom got Michael, our good friend, to come and lift him in the car and we were off. Mom had to use the rear defroster because he was breathing so hard everything fogged up.  I do feel sorry for him and wish I could help.  Mom's tried lots of stuff to help him, but nothing seems to work.  Thank goodness it's a short enough trip, only an hour if we get right on the ferry.  No wonder he didn't get to come to Bend when I came home with Mom and Dad.

cheering on the boys

CASEY IS HOME!!!! We, got to play on Thursday.  The boys get really rough and look like they might hurt each other but they are actually very careful.  I dance around and cheer them on.  We get to explore at Kathy's house and Monty found the deer trail, thank goodness he had enough sense not to keep going.  He doesn't always use it.  Today, Monday, Mom was trusting us in the yard...she shouldn't have, at least not the blond boy!  Monty started to the beach and started south (that's the way to Casey's if you didn't guess),  Mom called us and I came running back...Monty just looked over his shoulder so I got my leash on and we took Monty's for him...guess where he went!  You got it, Casey's house but Tom and Kathy weren't home so we talked to him through the sliding glass door.  I had to help get our boy home by guiding him with his collar.


hanging with the guys

 THEN!  We went down on the tide flats because the tide was way out and our friend Annie the Airdale was down there running.  She's a really nice dog that was rescued by Karen.  I can't keep up with her but I get a good workout trying. Monty started going toward the bank and the houses up there, of course I followed, he's the older one and supposed to be responsible.  Mom blew her whistle and we came back but then he did it again and we went all the way up the hill...I came back but the Mont didn't.  We had to traipse through yards to get him.  Mom was angry!  Dad just called and boy did he get an earful.  I think Monty has lost his off leash privileges.

   'til next time,
                         Juno     

Tantivy, the boat Dad races

Mom and Dad are very busy getting ready for his sailboat race around Vancouver Island.  He will be gone for several weeks Mom said.  I guess I'll spend a lot of time looking for him.  At least he's not taking Monty with him, that would be pretty bad.  Besides, I don't think Monty would get in a sailboat.

Mom said we'd spend a lot of time at the beach because Aunt Jacqui will be gone and we have to help Granny.  Sure hope Casey, my boyfriend, is home this time.  I have to tell him that I'm spayed now!  Of course he and Monty are neutered.  Wonder if they sold their house.  One Saturday when we're there we need to go all the way to Monroe for Maddie, Tori, and Annie's birthday party and I get to go because I can't stay by myself in a crate all that time but Monty can. He doesn't even have to be in a crate, wonder when I will get to do that!  Sometimes Dad lets me stay free when he leaves and Mom's not home...I'm really good so they can trust me.  Monty  probably wouldn't get in the car to go to Monroe  anyway!  I keep wondering if he's going to come home with us when it's time but Mom said she'd have one of our neighbors lift him in if he balks.

Mom said we might even get to see Auntie Annie and Val while we're there.

playing at the beach

Had ANOTHER bath on Monday and yesterday Mom took after me with the clippers.  I'm still a little
shaggy but she said she'd finish before we left.  There was a lot of black hair on the floor when she stopped.  Gotta look good for Casey!  The thing that really bothers me is toenail cutting, it didn't used to...wonder if it has something to do with this neurological stuff. Mom said she was going to try the "gentle" grinder...we'll see!

Not much news and Mom has to get crackin'.  She says cleaning 2 houses can be a pain sometimes.  I know she'd never give them up though.

          'Til next time...
                                        Juno