Sunday, October 14, 2012

Wasting time on a blah, rainy day...

The rain has finally arrived in the Pacific Northwest and it has definitely made some changes for our 2 California boy foster dogs.  Samish, who previously would stay out happily hunting for as long as he was allowed, looked at me in shock the first time his paw hit the spongy lawn.  He now can finish a potty break in under 45 seconds.

Langley discovered that with the rain come a whole different set of smells and bugs (and worms) and so he is pretty overstimulated with the change, making his potty breaks last much longer.  They get limited to 5-10 minutes (since I'm standing in the rain with him) and then we have to wait in the crate for 30 minutes and then try it again until he can finally focus on the fact that he needs to unload his bladder.  The leaves and fir needles dropping from the trees add to the visual stimulation and boy, talk about overload. 

Also doesn't help that the fir cones are dropping from the trees with regular "thunks" which sends Frodo tearing around like a banshee and works Langley up.  Frodo loves fir cone season.  He doesn't have to wait for a person to throw him a cone - they just magically fall from the sky.

So here's what the 4 housebound pooches did today to pass the rainy day:

Samish found his favorite lap and kicked back for some snooze time

Langley played with his new stuffed animals.  Apparently he likes the flavor of blowfish though as there were definite attempts to rip that baby open

And a few more stuffies.  And don't think he just laid there pondering the flavor of water bottle stuffed pork. No, this and the blowfish photos were 2 out of 53 taken that weren't a blur.

After Frodo attempted a quick decapitation of Mr. Bunny he was once more banished to the other side of the fence.

And sweet old Tilly got a new bed that we are hoping will be somewhat Tilly-proof.  That means, she won't feel the need to eat it and it will stand up to her love of digging in her bed before lying down.  To distract her from the sherpa fabric she got a roasted kneecap to chew on. This may just be the bed to pass the test.

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