Friday, July 24, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Sandy Mugged in Local Cemetery
Sandy was mugged at 3:30 in a local cemetery by the beagle that lives down the street. The beagle was being walked by its owner, and when she saw Sandy she asked us, "Is your dog friendly?". We said "Yes", so she let her beagle move toward Sandy. Sandy loves everyone, including dogs of all sizes. The owner let the beagle approach and Sandy was ready do the usually sniffing, but in moments, the beagle lunged and clamped down on Sandy's lower jaw. My wife quickly pulled her off and I looked Sandy over. She appeared to be OK except for a bleeding tongue. She's drinking a lot of water and licking her lips, but immediately wanted to get back in the fight.
Later this evening I asked Sandy if she wanted a piece of that dog and she ran right over, ready to go. I suggested to her that next time she grab the beagle by the throat and snap it with her bulldog-like muscular neck. She can't wait.
Later this evening I asked Sandy if she wanted a piece of that dog and she ran right over, ready to go. I suggested to her that next time she grab the beagle by the throat and snap it with her bulldog-like muscular neck. She can't wait.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Pillows: stack'm if you got'm
Sandy has a thing for pillows. When she sits or sleeps on the couch, she first flings all pillows onto the floor with a flip of her nose. When on the bed, we often find her like this. If the bed is still tucked in and she can't get under the sheets, she makes a cave and a chin rest with the pillows and waits for us to come to bed.



