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| Miss Keebler Elf with bat ears |
I haven’t been posting much lately, mostly because making
myself sit on the computer after a long day of already being on the computer isn't extremely appealing. Not to say that it hasn't been a busy and productive summer, but little about it has been catalogued. I've been using the big camera less too, mostly
because I’m trying to keep up with this little gal:
Meet Dory.
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| Dory and her Nemo |
No doubt, it’s been a rough dog year for us. We’ve been thru a couple
of difficult foster situations (including the foster-trial-to-adopt
Chewy that was
so disheartening), then having our hearts stolen by
Captain
only to lose him less than three months later.
Upon returning from our Oregon coast/Redwoods trip (more on that later) I found out that
work had screwed up my scheduled so I had a few additional days off. Darn. :) What to do with those
days off? Apparently I ended up at the Humane Society and a day later, came
home with Dory (previously Dolly).
She’s been a delight and a challenge, which, I understand most young
herding breeds/mixes are. No history, beyond that she was picked up as a stray
in California. She’s the quietest, most submissive, almost timid dog we’ve ever
had, so Andy and I have been working hard to build her confidence and trust in
just about everything: people, cars, new places, other dogs. Hellishly intelligent
and untrained. Combine these qualities
with an off-the-hook prey drive (cats, squirrels, bunnies- anything that moves-
she’s our indoor fly swatter) and she’s a unique little monster that is slowly
coming out of her shell and blossoming into a really great little gal.
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| (Nemo before) |
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| death to all squeakies (Nemo after) |
Until she eats my lipstick all over the carpet right before work. Sigh.
Teenage dogs are the worst.
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| First hike: Bear Lake |
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| snaggle-tooth grin |
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| learning how to be off leash with friends |
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| pack of pups on the Little Santiam |
