The Bigs and the Little

A couple of videos of the dogs playing...the last 10 secs of each are pretty boring. I wasn't quite sure if they were done fighting.

Sick Dog, Part 2 and 3

Short and sweet: He got sick again.

After hours.

$460.

Seems fine...time will tell.

Just when I think I have hit my max out of pocket expense for our pets for a week (or year...):

Scout won't walk and is showing other signs of being ill.

$100 later: She too is fine.

Maybe I really should buy pet insurance???

One Sick Puppy....

Literally. So anyone who knows my husband knows that his one true love on this earth is not me; it is Siler. For those who do not know my husband, Siler is our dog. That's right I am secure enough to say it out loud as well as write it on my blog: I come in second to a dog. But I am kinda okay with it since the dog is as close to being a person as a dog can get.

Today, when Clay arrived home from work and went to let the big dogs out of their crate, he found the crate a complete mess. And by mess, well hopefully you don't need a graphic description because I think that would make me sick. Once out of the cage, Siler immediately threw up...which paled in comparison to what was in the crate. It is times like these that I feel bad that our two big dogs share a giant crate.

Once I arrived home, I made the decision to go ahead and go to the vet. We have been down this road before. Siler eats all kinds of things (socks, towels, the packaging that sheet sets come in, zipper and all) and then he gets sick. This time we couldn't figure out what on earth he had eaten so I though we might as well go to the vet to be on the safe side. Plus, I didn't want to risk him getting sicker and us having to go to the super expensive emergency vet.

Our super cheap vet closes early on Wednesday. As does our friends super cheap vet. Lucky us. So we ended up at the brand new vet in our neighborhood. The office is nicer than any doctor's office I have ever been in. One shot and $60 later, we were on our way home. Add this to the growing list of healthcare costs we have incurred with Siler. Apparently, he just has an upset stomach and we need to give him Pepcid AC. You know, the human medicine.

Once home, Siler played with Bear (whose name is really Sasha for those who were confused by the last post) for a little bit and seemed to be feeling somewhat better. Currently, he is sleeping. In a straight line. In the bed. In between my husband and I. With the covers pulled up to just underneath his arms. Just like I did as a small child in my parents bed after a nightmare.

Oh, and the vet told us Siler has a cataract. In each eye. I will start saving now. And maybe, go ahead and pick up pet insurance on him.

Little Meets the Bigs

I kinda think they were trying to figure out if she was a moving snack.

This one kinda looks like a dead rabbit, but I promise there were only a few attempts on her life.

A small glimpse into my world....

About a week ago, I decided to conduct a small experiment. Clay and I often try to explain to people how much hair our two wonderful dogs shed on a daily basis, but we often feel like no one really gets it. Thus, my small experiment....I brushed each dog for 5 minutes each and this is the result:

Actually, this is probably not as much as it would normally be since Clay had spent about 20 minutes brushing Bear the day before. As I cleaned up the hair (Side note: When we brush them out I just gather up the hair and toss it, then run the vacuum. We have a Dyson and it is the best ever but I don't want to wear it out before I can afford another one!) I balled it up in my hand and realized that the hair my dogs' shed in one day is larger than our new dog (Scout) will be when she is full grown! Thankfully, Scout will not shed!

Our New Baby

Well, we are expanding our family....in case you have not heard...we are getting a new puppy! She is a yorkie-poo and will be coming to our home in less than a month. We aren't quite sure how the big dogs will respond to this new addition but I think they will love her.

There is only one little problem: Clay and I cannot figure out what her name should be. Below are some pictures of her. Help us think of a name. Both of our other dogs have names that start with 'S', but the new puppy's name doesn't have to do the same.