Lunch With A Puppy

As many of you are WELL aware the dogs in our family are SPOILED. My dogs many times spend the day out at the farm while I am at work. Reese and Toby hang out in pen and Annie is in the house in a crate. Annie has three "Aunts" that care for her during the day: Aunt Jillian, Aunt Sue, and Aunt Tracy. I receieved this email yesterday from Jillian and laughed so very hard as I could picture this entire ordeal in my mind. I have a picture of Faust that I took sometime ago that I have provided as the main photo today; I am guessing he was sporting this same look after lunch. ~Enjoy!!!

LUNCH WITH A PUPPY:

So, I spent the first 10 minutes picking various cottonwood fluff out of her mouth, then gave her a branch with which to strip the leaves off of. That took less than 2 minutes. She then proceeded to do impressive Olympic diving manuevers which included, but not limited to, the pike, the half-gainer and triple flips. Backwards. Finally I called in the heavy artillary and said to Faust "You're up!" He heaved a sigh, flopped down next to Annie, and suffered through variations of: DEATH TO THE TAIL! DEATH TO THE GREAT HEAD AND EARS! DEATH AND DESTRUCTION TO THE BELLY! I hurridly stuffed salad in my mouth while Fausty carnage was committed. I had to laugh - there was tufts of Faust-fluff floating around the yard. Not as much as the cottonwood, but enough you could tell the difference. Hah!Annie did learn Auntie Jillian hates to be jumped on and raked down her sunburned legs with tiny puppy claws.She's back in her crate after drinking a TON of water. (Slaying the mighty Faust is Hard Work!)