The puppies are sleeping at the moment and I’m taking the time to watch some television and blog. We’ve been taking them outside in the yard, trying to get them housebroken, and they seem to be picking things up more quickly than I accepted.
Rosie (right with Annie) is a little tease, loves to nip at Sophie (above with me) as a way to start wrestling. Sophie, on the other hand, will square up and then tackle Rosie, using her size to pin the smaller dog.
Rosie and Sophie, remarkably, remind me of our past dogs — Honey and Benny. Rosie will eat just about anything and try to steal Sophie’s food; Sophie is picky. Rosie is constantly curious, Sophie more reserved. Rosie is sneaky, quietly ripping the newspapers in their pen, while Sophie makes no bones about what she’s up to.
I love to watch them, especially outside as they roll on the compressed snow in the yard and battling to establish their pecking order. Every time that it appears Sophie is ready to be the alpha in this relationship, Rosie surprises and puts Sophie on her back.
People at Dow Jones have been commenting on the pictures Annie has been posting on Facebook, telling her how happy we look. That’s probably true, though I don’t see anything but exhaustion in our eyes in these photos. But we are happy to have dogs back in our house and in our lives.
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Sophie is slowed a bit by whatever has been ailing her and still is not eating. They both have kennel cough, as well. We’re taking both dogs to the vet on Wednesday.
(I have a cold coming on, as well, which is weird. It makes me wonder if I have caught their cough — sometimes I cough and it hurts. This is pretty silly, of course, but nevertheless….)
Hank Kalet 