It’s a face that gives the impression that he is so sweet and innocent.
I’m just laying here looking sad and sweet and this is all I do all day long.
This sad pathetic face finds itself in more mischief than you can imagine.
It’s the kind of mischief that most other dogs don’t find themselves in.
Take Leroy and my alarm clock.
The alarm clock seems to be a source of ongoing mischief for both of my dogs.
It should be a simple electronic device that does nothing more than wake me up in the morning but it’s constantly a source of trouble for me and the dogs.
No matter where I put it or how I rig it, it’s always an issue.
Like the morning Leroy got it wrapped around his tail.
A Proper Burial
Another one of my favorite shoes bit the dust late last week due to a very big and clumsy newfie paw.
The Newfie paw belonged to Leroy.
It’s the same paw that has ruined several slippers because Leroy has an issue with invading my personal space when I’m walking.
In this case I guess you could say that it technically was my fault for wearing flip flops on a walk with a 160 pound dog who has issues of invading personal feet space, but hey, it’s summer and my feet live in flip flops during the summer.
Who would of thought that my dog was going to step on the back of my flip flop as we were crossing the street causing my flip flop to snap in half and me fall flat on my face in front of an undetermined amount of cars stopped at the red light of the street we were crossing?
Not me man. Not me.
Apparently, I need to add flip flops to the list of things I should not wear while going for a walk with Leroy.
No loose pants. No flip flops.
Disclosure-This post is NOT sponsored by Nike. My favorite flip flops are Nike. Period. If Nike wants to partner up, say by sending me a new pair of flip flops, that is fine by me.
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Instead of making Leroy a cake for his birthday last week I mentioned that I made some berry popsicles as a special treat.
They were a big hit so I thought I would share the recipe with you in case you are looking for a super simple cool treat for your dog this summer.
You only need 4 ingredients, one of which is a secret ingredient!
- Plain, all natural, nonfat yogurt
- Coconut oil <—Secret ingredient!
Honestly, I didn’t measure it out.
I just threw some plain nonfat yogurt in a bowl with some frozen strawberries and blueberries and mixed it all up. It was probably about 16 oz of yogurt and about a cup of frozen berries. I added about a tablespoon of coconut oil and scooped it into popsicle molds.
Of course you can always use fresh berries, but my strawberry and blueberry plants are not producing any fruits this year so I had to use frozen berries.
Put them in the freezer for a few hours and out comes a super fun and healthy summer treat!
* Word of Caution* If you have a dog like Leroy who has absolutely no manners, you might want to skip using a popsicle mold that has a stick and just freeze some of the mixture in a plastic bowl or you might wind up fighting your dog to a near death for the popsicle stick.
Last week I quietly turned 40.
I turned 40.
I’m no longer thirty something.
I am 40.
No matter how often I say it, it doesn’t seem right.
I don’t feel 40.
Well my body feels 40 but my mind feels like it’s still a young 30.
You know, almost an adult, but not really.
I like nonsense. I always have.
Dog slobber. It’s a way of life around here.
We deal with it and embrace it and we find ways to make it work to our advantage.
Take last week for example.
My husband and I were flipping the mattress on our bed like we do every so often when we remember. There’s no set mattress flipping schedule it just happens.
Flipping the mattress takes two people because it’s a king size mattress and we have a ceiling fan with a light that sits over the bed.
It’s a delicate operation and we always wind up hitting the light no matter how hard we try not to. So on this day as we were flipping it we were also carrying on a conversation about something that was super important at the time but not so important that I still remember what it was.
Sometimes I have a hard time paying attention and I give full credit to my over active brain for that.
It’s not that I’m not paying attention.
Well, at least I’m trying to pay attention.
But in serious situations my mind is going a mile a minute and not all the important information gets absorbed where it needs to get absorbed.
I eventually remember but it’s usually after the fact and way too late to make any difference.
My husband can’t stand this.
There’s really no easy way to say this so I’ll just come out with it.
It’s a serious a sick.
He’s been sick for awhile now and while I’ve shared a few of the things that have been going on with him, there’s more to it.
He’s been having on and off vomiting and diarrhea and most recently he had a condition called pitting edema.
Edema is basically the swelling of a certain area. Edema happens when there is a leak in the small blood cells and it flows into nearby tissues. The fluid builds up and the tissues swell. It’s the body’s normal response to injury or inflammation.
I don’t know what it is about a Newfie butt that just puts a huge smile on my face.
They’re big, brown and beautiful and they move from side to side when they walk.
It’s kind of like a Newfie swagger.
Newfie butts seen here are brown but they come in a variety of colors including black, grey, black and white and brown and white.
Each butt is sold separately and swagger may vary.
Sometimes love hurts.
Especially when you have a dog that likes to give love nibbles.
Sherman likes to give love nibbles.
He’s given me love nibbles since as far back as I can remember and he usually gives them when he’s excited, like when I come home from work.
The best way to describe a love nibble is to picture your arm like an ear of corn and your dog is eating that ear of corn, which is your arm, if you’ve forgotten already.
The other day I was outside on a mission trying to get a picture of a bluebird.
I’ve been wanting a picture of a bluebird forever now and it never happens.
It doesn’t happen because Leroy is usually barking at everything that moves or makes a sound outside and perhaps it’s never going to happen because this bird that I was trying to take a picture of almost took my head off and now I’m a wee bit hesitant to zoom in on any bird in flight.
This killer bird looked a lot cuter sitting on my fence post than it did making a bee line for my face, so I abandoned my bird taking pictures and moved my focus onto squirrels.
Squirrels may be a little less likely to decapitate me.