Doggin Love

If you follow me on Instagram, you know that I take a lot of photos of my dogs. A lot. And most are taken on the couch, with a dog draped across my lap. Being that it’s been cold (thanks winter) and dark (thanks winter), it’s all I’ve really had to offer of late. But on Sunday, the temperature turned up a little, the sun played peekaboo and a breeze blew across the Bluegrass.  Chase and the BDD couldn’t wait to be outside and I took full advantage of the weather… and the doggins. :)

A long game of fetch for the BDD, where I thought I’d at least get a great shot of her running towards me, ended up with several outtakes.  She’s just so fast, stubborn and uninterested in the camera.  But boy does she love that ball.  She also has the sweetest brown eyes and the blood of a wild woman racing through her veins.

By the way, this is the only ball I’ve found that she can’t eat through in a heartbeat. Tennis balls last less than 5 minutes. Other plastic balls are immediately cracked or ripped and then she decides to eat the ball instead of playing with it. But this ball? Practically indestructible. I say “practically” because the last one we left outside all year-long and the elements finally made it weaker.  I’m not sure who makes them, but I can only find them at the pet shop in the Edinburgh Outlets. (Which is a great reason to go outlet shopping, if you ask me.)

Now Chase doesn’t like balls that much. She never really has.  She’ll catch them, but just spits them out afterward. She is frisbee dog. But we can’t play frisbee safely with two dogs as the little one that can hear is fast, feisty and flies through the air while the Big Deaf Dog is fast, ungracefully strong and can’t hear. We’ve had a few mid-air collisions. So when we play frisbee, it’s usually one dog at a time.  But Chase still loved walking through the grass, eating a bit of the green stuff, and watching the BDD look like a fool chasing a ball.

She’s my smart doggin, my cuddle buddy. We have a conversation everyday when I get home from work where I ask if she good naps that day and dreamed of catching squirrels. She always tells me “Of course!” with a smile and wagging tail. But she’s starting get old… getting more white hair on her muzzle… is far more grumpy these days… and growls constantly at the BDD. I’ve tried to explain to her it’s a waste of breath (with the BDD being deaf and all), but she never gives up hope of that Christmas miracle. I don’t either.

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March 14, 2013 - 3:29 pm

Stacy - I do love dogs so!

March 15, 2013 - 12:20 pm

Rachel - As always, love your pics. Doggins are definitely the best! No matter what kind of lousy day I had, they are there to greet me at the door. I feel so much better knowing that my dogs love me no matter what!
I have these rings that I play tug of war with Duke. He loves to play and is so strong, but he also likes to make growly noises when he plays. Roxy always tries to break it up thinking Duke is being mean! love doggins!

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