On December 7th, Jack turned 2 years old. We celebrated by getting a monster bone from Winco and he shared it with his two brothers. We went to the dog park (which they do several times a week anyway), and they had a ball.
Marshmallow got neutered a few weeks ago. He and Bear snuck out when I was working in the garage with the door open. Jack and Rosco (we were tending him), stayed with me so I assumed Bear and Marshy were just out front, but no they took off. I found them way over at Mike Thompsons house. And got them in the back of the truck. However just as I was taking off, one of the older Thompson boys came running out of the house, "Are those your dogs?!" Yes. "Well we have a problem, they got in and got to our chickens."
Oh NO! I got out and went in their back yard with Mike and the boys and sure enough. Feathers everywhere. Well sort of. We all worked together to walk around the back yard to look for scared chickens and hopefully no bodies. Sure enough we found a couple of them hiding, but one was still MIA. Only one of them got cut up, but not too bad. Apparently later that afternoon, the one that was missing came back as it had escaped through the open gate before the mayhem included him. Whew!
However, I realized that with dogs that are intact, they have a tendency to want to go roaming looking for cute girls (and maybe some free meals). So I decided to get Marshy fixed. He's such a sweetheart, I think Bear might have been the culprit anyway.
Here are some updated pics.
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| We love each other. |
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| Buddies that take up most of the space on my bed. |
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| What did I do to deserve this Dad? It was Bear! |
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| Poor Bear and his cone of shame. |
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| Good Buddies |
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| Buddies |
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| Meeting the Great Pyranees puppy. That could be a cousin to Marshy. |
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| Can we come in? |
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| First time playing in the snow for Marshy and Bear for this season. They loved it. |
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