Monday, August 21, 2017

Jeep Hair of the Dawg


While our parents were in New Orleans, we went to stay with a nice family about an hour and a half from our house.  Mommy says we won't normally travel this far for boarding, but I hadn't had all of my shots at that point and we had to be careful who I stayed with.  So I went back to the place where it all started for me.  I went to stay with my canine parents' human parents.  Did you follow all that?  Dixie and Jenna got to go too.  That meant a ride in the Jeep!

On the ride to the kennel, I was a bit restless because this was my first long ride since coming home to live with my parents.  I wanted to see everything!


Yes, we know this isn't the safest form of transportation, but Mommy says she's not fighting seat belts for all three of us.  Dixie once rode with Mommy on a ten hour trip in a seat belt and was miserable the whole time.

The trip back home was EVEN BETTER!  Not only were we excited to see our parents, but Daddy took the tops off the Jeep (he has the hard top on right now) and we could feel the wind whipping through our hair.  Does that comment remind anyone anyone else of those old York Peppermint Patty commercials??  I certainly don't remember them, but Mommy told me to add that in there!

Mommy definitely has the windblown look when she's in the Jeep.  That saying "Jeep hair, don't care" . . . well, I think she really does care, but she sucks it up and soldiers on anyway because she loves Daddy.  This was early on in the trip.  It gets MUCH worse as the trip goes on . . .


I was even more restless on the trip back home.  I couldn't get comfortable until the last thirty minutes.





Dixie likes to sit up almost the entirety of any trip so she can see what's going on outside.  She especially likes to sit right behind Mommy's seat so she can be close to her.



Jenna was fairly restless on this trip too.  She's normally more settled, but I think her recovering leg was bothering her a bit.  Jenna usually likes to sleep the entire trip.



Eventually I settled down with my big sister Jenna . . . I'm not sure if she liked that or not and I'm not asking!


I can't wait until my next road trip!  Hopefully it will be in the Jeep!
Ruger


Thursday, August 17, 2017

The Big Easy


Recently our parents went on vacation . . . WITHOUT US!!  Why do they do that???  Don't we make their life worth living?  Don't we deserve to have a vacation from the every day humdrum too?  The big, easy answer to those questions is a resounding YES, but our parents still aren't budging on this.  Hmpf!

This year they (meaning Mommy) chose for them to go to New Orleans, Louisiana.  They (meaning Mommy) have wanted to go for a while.  They ate their way through the city enjoying all the Southern comfort foods they could get their mouths on.  Most of these foods they've eaten before since they both grew up in the South, but they (meaning Mommy) hadn't eaten them in NOLA!

Eating beignets at Cafe du Monde . . . Mommy was a bit disappointed.  She said they tasted like funnel cakes from a fair.  She was expecting something MORE!


Shrimp Po Boy . . . one of two eaten that week!  Yummy!
A man from England was on one of their tours and asked the tour guide if he could suggest any place to eat that didn't serve fried food . . . Mommy told the man he'd come to the wrong place! 

  A half eaten praline . . . some of these made it home, but do you think we got to try any???  NO!

Turtle soup!  You can't tell it from this picture, but Mommy said it was great and ate her entire bowl!

Fried gator . . . tastes like chicken, but they already knew that!

Chargrilled oysters . . . the only way to eat them in Daddy's opinion!  And a hurricane for Mommy!

Fried green tomato BLT sandwich!  Mommy LOVES fried green tomatoes!!!

Pirogue sandwhich full of breakfast sausage for Daddy . . .
he said this pirogue boat was big enough to row away in!

And a combo platter of red beans and rice, etouffee, and jambalaya to make sure all major food groups of rice, rice, and rice were covered!  Mommy also had gumbo one day.

Much to Daddy's disappointment, they did NOT get to eat here!

While in New Orleans, Mommy and Daddy took a tour of the beautiful homes in the Garden District.  Daddy graciously agreed to accompany Mommy on this walking tour.  When it was over two hours later, he said he thought they'd walked enough for the day.  Mommy glanced at her fitbit and told him they hadn't even walked as much as she normally does with us on a daily basis!  Here are a few of Mommy's favorites.






The Garden District tour also included a tour of the oldest cemetery in New Orleans, Lafayette Cemetery No. 1.  It's quite fascinating to learn all about how the residents must be buried in crypts since most of the city is below sea level.  Nothing would ruin a good Southern tea party more than to have a few dead bodies come floating by in the rain!




Another Mommy approved idea was a tour of two plantations and a swamp tour to see alligators.  They visited Oak Alley Plantation and Laura Plantation.  The Oak Alley Plantation included another southern special, mint juleps!




The swamp tour wasn't that exciting for Daddy since he'd seen gators in the wild, but Mommy hadn't.  She enjoyed seeing the swamp with all of its Spanish moss hanging from the trees and the alligators swimming by.




One of the highlights of the tour was holding Bruce, the nearly two year old alligator.  Before you object to Bruce's captivity,  the Louisiana Department of Wildlife and Fisheries approves of this tour company raising a few baby alligators because the alligators have about an 80 percent greater chance of survival than if they started life in the wild.  When the alligators reach the age of two, they are slowly re-introduced back into the wild.


Because Daddy was so accommodating to Mommy's wishes for the week, she gladly spent a day fishing with him.  Well, they attempted to fish.  They have now learned that salt water fly fishing is MUCH more difficult than fresh water fly fishing!  It was still a good day and Mommy enjoyed seeing the wildlife (including the dolphin below!), but you can rest assured no fish were harmed that day because no fish were caught!




We hope you enjoyed seeing a few highlights of our parents' trip to The Big Easy . . . personally, we didn't!  Why?  Because we wanted to go with them!

Maybe next time,
Dixie, Jenna, & Ruger


Sunday, August 13, 2017

Mommy's Little Helper [Dishes]


My little brother Ruger thinks he's oh so helpful!  He's discovered what all of us preceding him have known . . . it's FUN to lick the dishes in the dishwasher!  He's even learned the sound of the dishwasher opening and comes running to do his part.  It's only a matter of time before he does what the rest of us have also done:  get his collar stuck on the tines of the washer and pull the whole rack out!  That would certainly teach Ruger a thing or two!



 Daddy thought it'd be funny to let Ruger clean the top rack!  Mommy was not amused!

Sometimes Ruger even tries to crawl inside when the lower rack is pushed in!  Mommy gets very frustrated with him.  Every time she closes the door, she has to check to make sure his head isn't in the way.






The one thing he hasn't figured out is that sometimes the dishes in there are CLEAN!!!  Poor Ruger wants to lick EVERYTHING!  Hopefully he'll learn this tidbit before we have guests over.  So far, Mommy's trying to shoo him away.  She just rolls her eyes when his tongue successfully makes contact with a clean dish or utensil before she can put it away.  Don't tell Daddy!



Mommy's hoping Ruger learns his dishwasher lessons soon.  He can't do this when he reaches his maximum potential weight of 85-95 pounds!  That door won't survive.  On the other paw, maybe she's secretly hoping he won't learn this lesson and he'll break the dishwasher???  She REALLY misses her much nicer dishwasher from the previous house . . .





Only time will tell what happens in the dish washing world . . . and me.  I'll be sure to let you know if Ruger has any major incidents!

Jenna