So our little Marshmallow will end up shedding most likely. I'm glad we didn't pay full price to get that "oodle" mix which he has 0% poodle mix in him. But he's worth it in my opinion. He's a little cutie.
He weighed in today at 26 pounds. Bear weighed in today at 65 pounds. Jack weighed in today at 45 pounds.
This last week I got a shell for the back side of my truck, and this morning I went to DI and found the perfect sized couch to fit in the bed of my truck to transport the dogs to the dog park. No more shedding in my cab. They can enjoy the ride in a relatively large soft couch and not worry about climbing up over the console to join me on the front seat. I can leave the back cab window open with the shell window also open so they don't feel completely isolated.
Oliver and I took them to the dog park and they had a ball!
So we were told that Marshy's litter was dual sired, which means that its possible that he isn't a Great Pyranees/Poodle mix. He definitely looks it. Here is his Mother (Pyranees):
And here is his possible father (Red Poodle):
So we got a sweet deal on him understanding that he may not be the exact bred dog we expected. I'm sure glad we went through with it even though Cathi is really wanting that poodle dna with the dog shedding that she can't stand.
I went ahead and got a Embark Vet dog DNA test though cause my curiosity is peaked a bit. So I sent Mel's sample in the mail this afternoon. Regardless of the results, it'll be good to know what breed he's got in him. We sure love him to pieces.
A queen-size bed is too small. We need a California King now if Cathi wants a place to lay her head.
Yesterday, we went up to the cabin in Logan, and Bear had his first time up there. Jack loves it up there and runs the perimeter of the entire lot and just loves it chasing birds and getting in a good run. Bear just follows him everywhere. Poor Marshmallow though just wanted to lay down, eat, and chew on something naughty. We're gonna have to keep an eye on that little cutie.
Being a dog is tiring stuff!
Bear still a little wet from his cold water swim!
Bear had a ball up at the cabin running around with Jack
This little cutie enjoyed following the big brothers around, but then slept and ate the rest of the time.
When Marshy saw his brother Bear swim across, he thought maybe I'll try it! We kinda panicked and stopped him before he got to the water's edge.
Jack and I went across the bridge, and Bear tried to follow us, but after going about 10 yards and the bridge is a see-through steel slotted floor, he freaks out and heads back. After Jack and I were over there and Bear just a howling the whole time. I noticed him climbing out of that freezing water and shaking all the cold water off. Oh my, he's never demonstrated swimming before as he's never had the chance. Well he did it without me even knowing. I had to watch him swim back so we went back to the cabin side and watched him. I was a proud papa, but a dummie in not videoing it.
I went inside and told everyone, but they thought I was kidding. So we had to cross again and not only show the kids, but get it on video. After that though I felt bad making him get in that freezing water and worked with him with some treats and coaxing to cross the bridge properly. He got really scared but gently encouraged him, and he did it. He crossed two more time over the bridge.
Here is the swim on video:
On the way home from Logan, we saw a dog park with dozens of dogs. We did a U-turn and got in on the action! Jack and Bear loved it. Marshmallow just was getting tons of love from humans as he is just a magnet being a cute round puppy.
Dog park video from Sam:
What a fun weekend! These dogs are so tired.
From earlier this week:
Oliver loves our new buddy!
Roasting our Marshmallow! He looks perfectly browned.
Mel felt right at home in the dog's bedroom. Which is under the stairwell behind my work desk in the basement.
Mel's first walk the day after he came home to us.
Today we picked up our little puppy coming from Idaho. His name was Malfoy, but everyone wanted to change it. After lots of suggestions, it was decided to name him:
Marshmallow - "Mar" or "Mel" for short. I like it because he has such a beautiful golden color to enhance his white fur. He looks like a perfectly roasted marshmallow to put on a graham with some chocolate. Jack and Bear have sure warmed up to him and there has been lots of tail wagging by all.
Cathi loves him to death, as do we all. Everyone is happy, and it's going to be a fun few days watching him break himself into the house and all the hustle and bustle of activity in our home.
Here is Cathi when she held him for the first time:
Bear lately has been quite naughty with his chewing. If you leave anything on the hot tub cover near the edge, he'll steal it and eat it. He's eaten:
I have nobody to blame except myself. But I was so mad I could spit. Dude! Learn.
my hot tub mocs (Salvageable)
my underwater headphones that were in the case, which he chewed open and ate just the headphones
chlorine floater
pool buoy
Chlorine test strips
Magazine, and newspaper in hundreds of little pieces
Canvas air conditioning cover
So we have been focussing on NOT leaving anything down that we have been trying to do better keeping things away from Jack that shouldn't be chewed.
This past week we had an issue with pooping in the house. I was gone for most of the day and the boys didn't watch after the dogs and they had free reign of the whole house unmanaged, and unchecked. Oliver left his bedroom door open and the dogs completely released their bowels in his bedroom. Fortunately, their system is healthy and the poop wasn't diarrhea so it made cleanup easy and didn't damage or smear the carpet. TMI sorry.
I let the boys have it. It seems they take advantage of the fact that I'm home most of the time, and don't really help out with the dogs. And they leave their bedroom doors open.
Bear thinks he's a lap dog, at Austin's Pickleball tournament.
This evening, Bear weighed in at 60 pounds. While Jack is staying constant at 45 pounds. We've gone on about 4-5 walks this week and they are playing a bunch in the backyard. Only two more weeks till we get our white Wonderdog.
Some updated pics:
We've taught Bear to say his prayers. Just kidding. This past week he learned how to jump up on the bed. But he starts here waiting for someone to help lift his big butt up. And when no one comes to his aid, he does a small hop and can get up himself.
Buddies up on the bed.
Bear is so content to just hang out under the tree and take a nap. He's such a good-natured boy.
Only two weeks until we get our big white Polar Bear:
Bear's big front teeth are coming in, and because of that, he is wanting to chew a lot more. So we have to be more careful monitoring what he's doing. He's is getting so big. He's significantly bigger than Jack now. And it's fun to see them grow closer to each other. They get a long so good.
These dogs are quite spoiled. We often will cook up something that includes a bone, and then they get a treat to chew on for a while.
Cathi a few weeks ago has been browsing on KSL Classifieds for dogs. She volunteers for Meals on Wheels, and apparently one home that she visits, there is an all-white Great Pyrenees dog. She sure loves her big dogs!
She found a couple puppies that were up for sale. The breeder was in Boise and had two "Pyradoodles". Pyranees/Poodle mix. This way they supposedly won't shed. So far Bear has proven that his poodle side of him is doing well preventing sheding. The only hair we see so far is Jack's.
Anyway, when we in the hot tub I was about to go swim, and had the endless cover off. I challenged her to get in fully and if she did we could get one of those puppies. I already looked up that we are allowed to have up to three animals in our home so this would max us out. I really didn't think she would do it. I can hardly ever get her to go in the hot tub due to the short trip from the back door into the tent where she has to endure a moment of cold air.
But she really surprised me, and did it. After a ton of coaxing and screaming. Here is the quite entertaining process:
So after this, I went ahead and put down a deposit on this little guy. He was born on Jan 31st, 2021 and will be able to come home on March 27th. Here he is only a few days old.
It's finally happened. Bear is now bigger than Jack. Jack is still hovering right around 47 pounds. Well Bear tipped the scale at just over 52 pounds this week.
Jack lost his last baby tooth. The tooth fairy brought a dog treat!
Kitty loves Jack, and he loves her.
Speaking of kitty, this facebook flashback reminder popped up. This happened 11 years ago. Wow! She is fairly old, but doesn't really act it.
Yesterday as I was watching Jack and Bear eating their food, I noticed that Bear seemed almost as tall as Jack. So I went and weighed them both:
Bear chilling on the couch
Jack and Kitty also sleeping
Bear sure is getting big and cute as ever
Jack wanting some jerky at my office desk.
Bear looks bigger here
Jack was 45 pounds (hasn't changed in a couple months), and Bear was 43 pounds. Wow! In about a week, Jack will no longer be the literal big brother. Bear is gonna pass him up.
I'm still sleeping on the couch with the dogs. Last Sunday Bear was given a bit too many turkey bones and it was a throw up fest that night. Grateful to have wood floors for him to do that on, rather than carpet. Thus I'm stuck sleeping on the couch with him and Jack until we can get some reasonable confidence that he will be able to go through the night without any accidents.
Last night he slept through the night without issues. We have been taking them on walks every day mid day when the sun is out and it feels great. They love these walks.
As far as the pulling goes with Jack. The Shock collar no longer has any effect with Jack any more. He just does a little twitch and continues to pull, or if he's off leash, just continues to run and do his thing. So unfortunately that was a short lived method of getting obedience. I've tried a new method (which I tried earlier but have gotten away from using), is this way of leashing Jack up. And this works great. When he starts to walk even a foot ahead it puts pressure on his muzzle and he backs off to where I like him directly to my left.
