Hi all. I've not been around here much at all lately. Things are busy and difficult right now. But I thought I'd drop by and give an update on my pups.
I lost Mushroom at the end of July (the day before my birthday, actually) to cancer. It was sudden and unexpected and awful, but he went gracefully and didn't suffer.
Luce is 11 now and still truckin'. Heart is working fine on her medication. Knees do well enough. Her hearing is going and she is definitely getting "old dog brain" but she's not a spring chicken anymore. She is such a good girl.
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Steven James is marvelous. He is five and has calmed down considerably. I haven't trialed in agility in months, and I dropped him down a level in class. We're having much more fun now. He's still running flyball. He is still insane and he is still the best Border Collie in the world.
Bean is still the super sweet dog he was as a puppy. His favorite thing in the world is daycamp for dogs. He ran his first fulltime position on a flyball team this past weekend and did a wonderful, solid, dependable job. He is faster than Steve, and easier to run, and he ran start on the team that set a new club record of 18.184. He has such a gentle spirit.
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Hambone is my little dog I got back in August after Mushroom passed. I was planning on buying a sport mix (probably a Border Collie/Rat Terrier cross) but someone on Facebook shared this little guy's picture and I took him sight unseen (provided that somebody gave him a ride up from North Carolina). He's either a Mountain Feist or some sort of mix. He should stay small enough to be a height dog for flyball. He is so much fun. Even if he never plays flyball, I am still so glad that I took a chance on him. He is funny and sweet and snuggly and springy (and noisy).
Untitled by pitbulljunkie, on Flickr
hambone by pitbulljunkie, on Flickr
So that's us. We've been through a lot of changes this past year. It has been a very very hard year. Sometimes they are overwhelming, especially now that I don't have a fenced yard, but I don't know what I'd do without them.
I lost Mushroom at the end of July (the day before my birthday, actually) to cancer. It was sudden and unexpected and awful, but he went gracefully and didn't suffer.
Luce is 11 now and still truckin'. Heart is working fine on her medication. Knees do well enough. Her hearing is going and she is definitely getting "old dog brain" but she's not a spring chicken anymore. She is such a good girl.
Untitled by pitbulljunkie, on Flickr
Steven James is marvelous. He is five and has calmed down considerably. I haven't trialed in agility in months, and I dropped him down a level in class. We're having much more fun now. He's still running flyball. He is still insane and he is still the best Border Collie in the world.
Bean is still the super sweet dog he was as a puppy. His favorite thing in the world is daycamp for dogs. He ran his first fulltime position on a flyball team this past weekend and did a wonderful, solid, dependable job. He is faster than Steve, and easier to run, and he ran start on the team that set a new club record of 18.184. He has such a gentle spirit.
Untitled by pitbulljunkie, on Flickr
Hambone is my little dog I got back in August after Mushroom passed. I was planning on buying a sport mix (probably a Border Collie/Rat Terrier cross) but someone on Facebook shared this little guy's picture and I took him sight unseen (provided that somebody gave him a ride up from North Carolina). He's either a Mountain Feist or some sort of mix. He should stay small enough to be a height dog for flyball. He is so much fun. Even if he never plays flyball, I am still so glad that I took a chance on him. He is funny and sweet and snuggly and springy (and noisy).
Untitled by pitbulljunkie, on Flickr
hambone by pitbulljunkie, on Flickr
So that's us. We've been through a lot of changes this past year. It has been a very very hard year. Sometimes they are overwhelming, especially now that I don't have a fenced yard, but I don't know what I'd do without them.
