Carl was not happy about being on the other side of the fence. But he needed to be there as my husband cut down the grape vine that we recently discovered last summer. As Carl made himself known to us by his loud whine, we cut off the branches, pulled off the long thin climbers,Continue reading “The Act of Pruning”
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Carl’s Vacation
Carl went on vacation last week. After the episode with his sister bulldog, it was determined that the two dogs needed to be separated. So Carl went down to the coast for a couple of days of sun and relaxation. As we drove him down to his getaway, we were kind of sad to seeContinue reading “Carl’s Vacation”
Goodness in the Pain
After a couple of horrifying moments, the dogs were separated.
Taking a Ride with God
I know that some of you are wondering why in the world Bee is riding in a buggy. Well first of all, she is my baby (ba-Bee). Second, if you look closely, her snout is pressed close to her face which doesn’t give her the airway that her brother Carl has. Lately, we haveContinue reading “Taking a Ride with God”
A Carl Pop
Carl refused to move. It was clear that he was cold because his entire body shook but never the less, he wouldn’t budge. This was a particularly cold day with temperatures in the low 20’s and I didn’t want to stand there and argue with my little bull headed bully. Being hard headed is oneContinue reading “A Carl Pop”
Vulnerable
Carl is beginning to pipe up and has started that annoying howl that has gotten him in lots of trouble in the recent past. I am not sure why he has started to make this obnoxious noise except that he wants my attention. For the last couple of days, I have been very attentive towardsContinue reading “Vulnerable”
Kicked to the Curb
He literally got kicked to the curb. My husband and I were headed on a cruise and we had worked it out with a young couple that they would take Carl for the week. Our flight was very early Sunday morning, so we dropped him off on Saturday afternoon thinking all was good. The houseContinue reading “Kicked to the Curb”
No Comfy Beds
Carl loves a good walk. Because his snout is a little longer than most French Bull Dogs, he can tolerate an extended walk in both the heat and the cold. But as much as he loves to walk, when he is close to home, he picks up his pace and is clearly happy to walkContinue reading “No Comfy Beds”
The Gift of Friendships
Poor Carl. He was barred from his bed and once again had to sleep on the couch. Bee, stood in the doorway and made it crystal clear that he was not going to enter. So instead of experiencing the abuse of the Frenchie, he turned and walked down the darkened hallway to sleep alone. IContinue reading “The Gift of Friendships”
A Life Changing Dream
As I look towards the fire, I can’t help but smile at my little white dog. He is cuddled up on the couch as close to the fire as he can get. The blower to our furnace is broken, so for now, the gas fire place is the spot to be near to stay warm.Continue reading “A Life Changing Dream”