Here are a few pics, the first 3 are of Emmy, the foster dog, modeling her Mrs. Clause outfit.
Isn't she adorable? I can't believe someone took her to the pound :(
I can't get these to blow up any bigger, but this one is Fiona, Dickson and Emmy sitting politely for their fish oil capsules. This is a shot from my work Christmas party last night while we were playing Dirty Santa. That's Rich and I in the middle, with assorted coworkers and significant others.
This morning I went to the chiropractor to get some kinks worked on. As I'm pulling into the driveway I notice one of our neighbors out in the yard with a yellow lab, after the quick scan to make sure that it wasn't Dickson I went on into the house. The next thing I know, she is at the front door with this dog asking if it is one of mine (a very legitimate question). I told her no, and she said that she had wandered up into her yard and she didn't want to take her inside her house and she had to leave for work, would I take her? Umm, sure why the heck not? Richard is not home at the moment, he had gone to get my tires rotated, so I'm thinking he is gonna kill me if he comes home to a 5th >60lb dog in the house!! This girl is young, probably a year or less, with an indentation in her fur where a collar would go although she currently did not have a collar on, and a shaved spot on her back where a hot spot had been treated. And she is nice and chunky so I know she belongs to someone in the neighborhood. I couldn't just leave her roaming loose. There have been times when my dogs have gotten loose and some kind stranger has taken them in or stayed with the until we could get to them, so I felt like I had to pay it forward with this dog. I put her in the backyard and she and Dickson and Tanner ran and played. Then I took her to the vet at Petsmart to have her scanned for a microchip, but no luck there, she isn't chipped. By the time I get home from Petsmart, Richard is home and he handled it pretty well. Of course he did the requisite grumbling and grouching, but I know without a doubt had he been the one home and not me he would have done the same thing and taken her in. I know that "Daisy" is a super common name for female yellow labs, so I decide to call her that, altho she didn't seem to respond to it. I figure she must live close, and someone is probably looking for her so we put a collar on her and leash her up for a walk. We asked everyone we saw if they recognized her, but nobody did. We were going to have to leave for work soon, so I was just going to set up the extra crate and put her in that then make fliers to put up tomorrow. Finally when we were almost back home, a little girl about 6 years old on her pink bicycle turns the corner and yells "Daisy." Lo and behold, that is her name after all! She got really excited and ran to the little girl, pulling me behind her. Then comes a little boy about 8, and their twenty-something babysitter. Apparently the mom had put her in the yard, which has an electric fence, without her electric fence collar on this morning. The little kids were so cute hugging on her and telling her how much they had missed her (she couldn't have been gone much more than an hour or so). So all is well, Daisy is back home, and we are back down to 4 dogs. Thank Goodness!
Training has been a little lax this week. We each got a good 4-5 miler in on Monday,then I went to Body Pump on Tuesday, and we ran 2 miles together yesterday. This morning was supposed to be an easy 3, but with all the Daisy excitement I didn't get a chance to run, and now I'm working until 11pm so that one will be a wash. We have an 8 miler on the schedule for this weekend, and I think we're going to do it Sunday morning before I got to work.
Oh, and I forgot to mention it, but it is freaking HOT in Charleston, we're talking highs in the 80's. Crazy!