Ruby For Life

Another reason to love Relay For Life – Ruby’s doppelgänger is frontwoman for the canine chapter of ACS supporters:

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Sadly, my little tomboy wouldn’t be caught dead wearing that pink frilly dress. But she will be reppin’ the purple come October 4.

Takeover.

I have one day remaining on the longest business trip I’ve ever taken away from Aaron and the doxies (11 days to be exact). So thankful everything thus far has gone well, and I seriously can’t wait to get home. Not only because Saturday is our FIFTH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY (can’t believe it) but because I miss my “family.”

Aaron and I try to video chat every couple of days or so, and over the past week it has become obvious that one particular family member misses me the most:

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Yes, eventually it was just Oscar and I. Chatting it up. Using words like “puppy treats,” forcing Aaron to get up and over to the kitchen to deliver on the offer.

Synchronized Napping

An uneasy alliance formed when Ruby became a big sister.

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Eventually, an unbreakable bond formed over a shared love for laziness and naps.

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These days, I’m pretty sure they’re just messing with me now that I work from home. It’s like synchronized swimming for snails at the foot of my desk.

A sampling-

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A Real Wiener

For all those nay-sayers out there, this Thanksgiving I witnessed proof Oscar is in fact, a traditional, standard wirehair dachshund.

The dude:

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And his long lost brother, at the National Dog Show: (he made semifinals!!)

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…all Oscar needs is a good hair cut!

Inception.

I’m a huge dork. And this is how my brain works.

Also, yes, that is four levels deep. And just like the movie, at that level, there really is no return. You try prying a hot dog out of Oscar’s mouth.

Death to Cadmium Yellow

Tonight while I was working on a painting for my friend Emily, Oscar stole a tube of paint, chewed it up, tracked it around and then took a shit on my floor.

Oh, the joys of having a puppy.

So what did I do? Like any seasoned “parent,” I reach for my camera of course.

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It only occurred to me upon upload that there must be something really wrong with me if  cleaning up poop becomes fourth priority in such debacles. I laughed, grabbed the camera, had a photoshoot, trapped the dog in the tub, wiped up the paint, THEN clean up the poop. (a smell is temporary but a stain is forever?)

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I’m still trying to decide if he did it out of love or hate for yellow, or if he simply saw opportunity in a misplaced and unused tube.

Everyone in this family thinks they’re an artist.

Spoiled Brat.

This weekend Aaron and I decided our dog just might have too many toys, so we spent a little time this afternoon going through everything. Scientific tests were performed to determine the desirability and retrievability of various items.
A clear fail: