Remember Back When You Were a Little Kid And........

......you would take a day trip somewhere with your parents? It would be a big, exciting event to visit relatives or family friends. You would run around and play all day, probably eat lots of treats, and just have a grand old time. Your parents would stay into the evening and sometime after dinner they would start the drive home. You'd be in the back seat, maybe curled up with a sibling, and soon be fast asleep. The next thing you'd know, it would be morning, you'd be in your own bed and you would have no memory of how you got there. You were so deeply sound asleep when you arrived at home that your parents were able to carry you all the way inside and put you in bed. You never even woke up!

Well we can do that with Jimmy. He'll fall so deeply asleep at the end of a long day that we can pick him up, carry him upstairs, and plop him on the bed. He will barely crack an eye, just laying his head down on John's shoulder and continue snoozing on the ride up the steps. I have tried on several occasions to get a photo of this cutest of little behaviors but just like Wilson's rug wiggle, Jimmy does not want this caught on camera! He always senses I've got the camera, and won't relax back into his sleep. No camera, it's nothing but ZZZZZZZZZZs.

I've wanted to tell this story for a while, but  could never capture the moment. So I give up! Here's the best I could do.......

Jimmy: MUST.STAY.AWAKE. Can't be caught snoozing on camera!

Bedtime Serenade

With very little instigation, the boys are happy to sing a duet before bed. One little OooooOooo from me and off they go!

Have a restful weekend, Everyone!

The Bedtime Snack

So last Friday evening, I decide to get the boys out for their last walk of the evening. We were getting ready to watch a movie and I knew I would not feel like taking that walk after it was over. It was of course dark outside, but I live in a typical suburban neighborhood with sidewalks and streetlights. The community also has common areas, here and there, to build in a bit of spacing between the homes. Through these areas run paved paths as well, but no streetlights, so it's dark. The boys have a preferred route they like to take for the last walk of the night. It meanders through one of these common areas that is a large grassy field. It's not uncommon to see wildlife back there and I think that's what the boys like about it. So we wander around, sniffing, peeing, sniffing, peeing...the dogs of course! Not me!  Jimmy decides he's done and turns to beeline for home. Wilson was still enjoying the night, but gave in when I tugged on the leash. Jimmy had a nice little trot going and wasted no time getting back to the house. We go around back to come in through the back door. I busy myself getting the leashes/collars off and put away. Wilson runs for the cookie jar (a post-walk routine) and Jimmy plops down on the nearby dog bed. I come in from hanging the leashes in the garage and John is all upset. Something's wrong with Jimmy! He's throwing up! Oh, no! I fly over to have a look.....and burst out laughing! He hadn't thrown up. Jimmy had very covertly carried an entire mouthful of deer poop for three blocks and upon getting in the house, emptied it onto the bed. He was now picking through it for the tastiest morsels! No wonder he hadn't accompanied Wilson to the cookie jar...He had brought home his own bedtime snack!

John did not find the humor in the situation as I did. He was angry and in a hurry to get it out of the house so I have no pictures of Jimmy's big pile-o-poop. You'll just have to take my word for it!

Here's an unrelated photo of the poop-eater himself......

Do NOT, under any circumstances, accept kisses from this dog!