Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Nicky

In May of last year we decided it was time for my husband to find a new four legged fur buddy. We had lost our Westie; Sparky to cancer several months earlier.


Sparky:







We went to Gupton's to see what they had. We were thinking that perhaps another Westie would be what we would get. Sparky was calm and all about playing and giving us love.
This is what we wanted. Not too much trouble, a calm, loving little dog.


We got Miss Nicky:






Problem is; little calm dogs become bigger puppies who bite, chew, bark, make messes.
Don't get me wrong she is cute. She is a Schzdoodletze which is a Schuzaer, poodle and maltez.  (Those aren't spelled correctly so that shows I can't spell.) She has curly hair on top of her head and her legs, her tail is curled like a maltez, it swings over her back. She is constantly trying to catch it - sometimes she does and it is so funny as she turns in a ball trying to figure out what she has.


She is funny, she couldn't figure out how to jump off the sofa so she would turn with her body sideways to the edge and would jump off sideways. She couldn't jump down paws first. She also has a habit of chewing up any and everything we give her. She tried to carry her little chew ring but couldn't figure out how - so this is how she carries it:




I don't know how she sees where she goes.


There is one problem - we also have a Yorkie, he is only 9 lbs and Nicky is now 20 lbs.
the Yorkie thinks she is his sex toy. The water bottle has become a good behavior training tool. How could Nicky be mean to this little guy?




She bites him all the time, will not let him alone. If they have a chew toy - they fight over each others. Seriously like toddlers - she wants his and he wants hers. If he has a blanket she has to have it. The fight is on. Just like tonight - Bob and I both have just stated they have worn us out.


Dogs are good for empty nester's, they make you get up and do stuff. Like feed them, break up fights, give them chew bones, let them outside. Like kids......  Then a miracle happens and you get a new grand-dog. 


This is Jack:




Jack is a Border Collie - he loves his ball and his shades. Nicky and he love to play - they run, and run and run.
Well, they are my four legged fur babies - they bring us joy, grief, pain, laughter and we wouldn't trade them for anything.




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