Saturday, July 25, 2009

The Power of Flip



Flip, as most of you know is the pup at the top of the page holding the leaf in his mouth. I have always been pretty proud of the fact that my dogs were not overly spoiled, but very well cared for. My life pretty much revolves around them and the other farm animals and their daily needs from 6am to at least 10pm everyday with breaks in between to do dog laundry, clean kennels, work, gardening, and human laundry (if I remember). Flip on the other hand has decided that he should rule the humans. With just a look he can command Mr. Pooper Scooper (aka, my husband) to bring him a tiny morsel of granola or scratch his belly. Flip decides when it's time to go out with a whimper and when it's time to come in, with a bark. He demands that he be allowed to inspect and look after all new puppies that are born. To them he's Uncle Flip. He has wormed his way in like few other dogs have. He's everywhere, my cell phone has multiple pictures and videos of him. He gets to sit on my lap when I'm on the computer and sit on the console when he rides in the truck. And somehow he has the ability to make everyone that meets him fall in love with him. Not to bad for the puppy that made me go "Eew, that's the ugliest puppy in the litter" Flip is so spoiled he even has his own dog. Flip was supposed to have Champ as a roommate temporarily until he went to a new home, well the new home never materialized and so Flip decided that Champ should be his pet. Even though they're the exact same age and Champ is WAY bigger Flip is in charge. Flip eats first, gets first pick of the toys and gets to arrange the blanket. How did this happen? Just look at him, but don't stare into his eyes too long or you will be sucked in by the power of Flip.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Presents...

Do your dogs bring you presents? I know lots of people whose cats bring them lovely little gifts on occasion, but this week has been like a non stop birthday party for me. So far I've received a present on Monday that was deposited in the living room (again by you know who) that required hauling out the carpet cleaner. On Tuesday and Thursday I received the gift of freshly dead field rats from Snoopy. Now please keep in mind that this an extremely well trained hunting dog that just happens to be trapped in a chihuahua body. Friday brought me several unidentifiable bones from Peanut, who although she is more than willing to bring her present to me she feels much better if she hangs on to it for safe keeping as I am apparently not responsible enough to be entrusted with such priceless items. Where they are unearthing these artifacts is beyond me as it's virtually impossible to keep an eye on the entire herd every second when they are out running around. My yard looks like the toy isle at Petsmart with $500.00 worth of toys and yet they choose to play with and roll on and chew up dead things. Oh, and in honor of the Fourth of July Champ has decided to explode this morning. Happy 4th to everyone! Princess Pooper Scooper is off to find the Pepto...