The Fun Police

Miss Veil here today...
Apparently it is not OK for me to be the "fun police".  I thought I was being pro-active, trying to keep Beckett in line.  Sometimes he can get a little rowdy with his playtime and I was only thinking about his safety ** ha ha**;  Mama said I was not the warden and if I nipped him again, the trusty pink basket muzzle may appear.  He's such a mama's boy, I hardly touched him.  But I got the memo so I will try to hold off on policing his fun.

Wordless Wednesday

Finally Free!

Veil here.. 

Not that I don't enjoy a good hike, but sometimes a girl just wants to run leash free! Please ignore Mom's previous post - she said she would try to remember we were built for speed!!

Worry Wort

I was invited to join a group on Flicker called Daily Dog Challenge.  Where you are given an "assignment" for a daily photo of your dog and I have to say it is a lot of fun.  Todays assignment was an action shot.  I've seen some beautiful photos of dogs running and having a grand time (see Bunny at Tales and Tails and Zoe at Dogs Rock! and many others) but this is where I get, shall I say, paranoid.  I don't know how it happened, but I seem to be turning into one of those over-protective "mothers" that I always made fun of.  I can come  up with any number of reasons throughout the day, why they can't go for a run in the back yard.  I know some of them are reasonable - like they just ate or they are going to eat soon - but when the list starts to grow to:
Too many leaves
Too wet
Too cold
Need their nails cut first
Have to find a bumper to put around the well cap
Maybe we should put foam around the deck supports
Have to check for twigs
and so on;

Of course, these are all things that could be taken care of in short order, until I come up with something else to worry about.  I think I need to lighten up and let them do what they love. 

I think some of it comes from Beckett having a limp every so often, but he really loves to run and here is proof that I used to be a much more fun "Mom".

A Gentleman

Beckett has such good manners -- One morning this week, as I was getting ready for work, and Beckett was in his usual spot (right beside me), he took off out of the room like a shot.  As he got to the hallway, I heard the tell-tale "pfffft, pfffft PFFFT" of the greyhound gas machine going off.  Then he came right back!  I know it was a fluke and he didn't really leave the room just to leave his odorous emmission elsewhere, but it made me smile. 

Wordless Wednesday

Lesson Learned

Every once and awhile, just when I think I have it all figured out, I get shot back to the reality that I really don't.  This week had one of those days in it.  One of those days when you think, "why did I do that, I know better".   Oh well, I learned my lesson and the lesson was, don't walk two high-prey drive girls together after dark past a house with a small white dog outside. To say it was embarassing is an understatement.  They squealed, they howled, they lost their minds...certainly not a good display of canine etiquette. So, now we work on the "pass-by" and the "leave-it" commands and try to do better next time.

When we got home, the conversation went like this:

Me - well, I hope you two are happy with yourselves!

Veil - I don't know what you are talking about...we didn't catch that little white thing.  You know I was trained for that.

Me - Veil, you only raced in 5 races AND you are retired!! AND it was not a fake rabbit!!

Maddy - You seem upset, maybe you should take some of my herbal calmer. 

Me - Maybe so, Maddy, maybe so.  Ok, so we all learned a lesson here right?  You don't act like hyenas in public and I won't put you in a situation you can't handle.

Happy Birthday, Miss Veil!!

Happy 5th Birthday to my beautiful girl, Miss Rogue Veil!