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Achoo choo choose you
So, when Tavish gets really excited, he sneezes. We have no idea why. One of these days, I’ll catch it on video. Until then, please enjoy this compendium of sneezing puppies in his honor…
(I know, I know… I’m kind of phoning it in today. Blogging every single day is tough! Mad respect for those of you who do it all the time.)
Caption this dog: On the SpyCam
(Un)successful selfie Sunday
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Caption this dog: Fuzz Lightyear
20 ways to miss your Rover
… or, in this case, your Bella.
I was thinking recently about all of the things – both little and not-so-little – that have changed around here since we lost Bella in May. Sometimes it seems like I’m surrounded by a thousand tiny reminders on any given day.
Loosely inspired by this song, here are twenty (out of countless) ways I miss my Bella:
- Every morning, I wake up to the sight of an empty dog bed. I can’t quite bring myself to move it.
- I haven’t moved her food dish either.
- My morning routine has changed. I’d gotten used to spending at least thirty minutes cajoling Bella into eating her breakfast.
- There’s no one in the blanket cave that Bella liked to hide in.
- In fact, I washed the blanket in question and put it in the linen closet.
- The nights are different too. It’s quiet without her nightly cave to bed migration.
- I miss her snoring. It was loud, yet so comforting.
- It’s weird to walk by the front door and not see her watching the world go by.
- Tavish has been spending less time staring through those windows as well.
- Every time I vacuum, I feel a little sad. With each pass, I’m removing more Bella hair that will never be replenished.
- For that reason, I didn’t even try to vacuum for the first month.
- When I finally did vacuum, I couldn’t stop thinking about the time(s) Bella left a toy in front of the vacuum as her own form of protest. We (perhaps inappropriately) called it her Tiananmen Square move.
- My stairs are curiously clear of furry obstacles.
- I miss helping Bella go up and down the stairs.
- My kitchen seems empty too. I keep avoiding Bellas that are no longer camped out waiting for food to fall from the sky.
- I’m falling out of practice with regard to all of those hand signals.
- Tavish seems to spend a lot more time licking the humans in the house.
- Sometimes I wonder if that’s because his usual kissing target isn’t available now.
- Working in the yard is weird too. She always loved to supervise (aka nap in the flower beds) while we puttered around.
- I really, really, really miss my Bella hugs.
Caption this dog: Temporary tripod
Back in April, Tavish nearly gave us a heart attack when he broke a nail one evening. After an emergency trip to our vet (who, thank goodness, was still open), he returned home looking like this:
Don’t worry – he’s fine now. I just hadn’t gotten around to blogging about it. Perhaps I’ll share more of this tale in a future post. Maybe a trilogy? (Too soon, Tavish?)
So tell me… how would you caption this photo?
Just one of those (important) days…
Two years ago today, this furry face joined our family. We adopted him from Friends of Homeless Animals, and the rest is history…
Here’s to a snuggly dog that’s scared of his water bowl and of his own farts… but still struts around the neighborhood like he owns the place. (Bella taught him well. Following her example, he seems to believe that if he can see it, it belongs to him.)
It’s hard to believe that it’s already been two years. So much has changed since then… but not how awesome this little dude is. (He’s pretty darn awesome.)
Caption this dog: Stars & gripes forever
Caption this dog: Sleep it off
Today, I’m taking Amy’s advice and sharing a photo of Tavish.
Tell me… how would you caption this photo?