Sigh!

I don't know why she's looking so pleased with herself.  I told her not to do it but she didn't listen to me.

Settling in and learning the rules

I bet you are wondering why I haven't been flooding you with updates about Misty.  To be honest I'm still getting over the shock of getting her.  After 12 years of being top dog it's quite a change having to share my human.... and my bed.... and my food grrrrr.  She's learning not to knock me out the way and eat my food after wolfing down her's and I'm being cunning sneaking off to bed early to get the one nearest my human.

She's settling in nicely and learning the rules pretty quickly.  My human is coming home early until the new lass gets used to being with me all day.  She did really well on Tuesday.  No accidents, no chewing of furniture.  Then she went a bit nuts in the evening and emptied the recycling bin all over the kitchen floor.  I blame the human for not feeding us before she went back out. 

Work day number 2 was uneventful.  Human came home early, Misty was really excited to see the human, so excited she peed on the carpet.  No accidents when the human got home today - she saved the carpet watering until later in the evening.

Walks are a bit stressful.  What is it with this squirrel thing?  She's addicted to them.

I took her to meet some of the neighbourhood dogs last night.  She got a bit grumpy with Carly, yes she's still with us, but made instant friends with Bear the chocolate lab up the street.  

Play Misty for Me

We got a dog!  Allow me to introduce you to Misty.  She joined us today from Labrador Rescue of Potomac.  She is 9 years old and just a little bit bigger than me.  She likes belly rubs, walks and rides in the car.  She doesn't like cats or squirrels but we've yet to test that.  She's settling in well but it will take her a while to learn the rules like - don't dig in the veg garden! 

Misty is on the right

Knocking on heaven's door

What is going on with my four legged friends?  Roxy's passing was a shock, now my other neighbour, Carly, is really sick.  I saw her being carried to the car on Saturday night and haven't seen her since.  I was out in the front garden yesterday supervising my human cutting the lawn (she does make a meal of it) when Carly's human came over.  Poor old girl had a fit and had to go to the dogggie ER.  It's not looking good.  I think I'm going to have stay in the back garden from now on, I don't know how much more bad news I can take this month. 

Borrowed Time?

Wikipedia say the average lifespan of a Labrador is 10-12 years.  They clearly haven't seen me chasing the bunny who is living under our shed.  I'm the fittest geriatric doggie in the neighbourhood.  My hearing isn't what is was, and my eyes aren't as sharp as they once were but I can still hold my own when it comes to chasing bunnies and sniffing butts.  Getting old does have some advantages... thunderstorms (my Achilles heel) don't bother me any more... because I can't hear them :-)