a September 24th, 2009

  1. They’re Off

    September 24, 2009 by myeye

    The little boyz are up on their feet.  Their eyes are not open, but they are making their way to some unknown place — drunken, staggering — but they are on their way.  There was a brief moment this morning when I saw Chase in Abel and caught my breath.  I’m looking forward to seeing him trot.  They have discovered that if it’s cool, they can burrow between two quilted pads located over the warming pad.  The first time they did it, I thought Phoebe had thrown them overboard.  Speaking of the Phebe, she is healing well and taking great care of her kids.

    I think I might be glad there are just two puppies (aside from disappointing puppy buyers, and not getting a girl to keep)  — an easy breaking-in since the last litter in 1978.

  2. Awwww September 24th

    September 24, 2009 by myeye

    It’s really difficult to get photos of Watson.  First, because his white face wants to disappear in the light of the flash, and second because he will not hold still (Remember the “Ikey, Hold Still” photos that Carolyn posted in late 2007?)  Well, Ikey grew up to be Chase and I’m afraid he passed that St. Vitus Dance gene to Watson.  Abel is not into thrashing around and he doesn’t have a white face, so there is always a chance of getting a decent photo of him.  Here they are from this morning — a tad out of focus.  I don’t believe in torturing puppies, so for the next week or so, we’ll just do the best we can with the little wiggly boys.

    Watson 9-24-09Little Fat Face Watson

    Abel 9-24-09Good morning, Abel