Puppy brain trapped in a dog body.
Tag: golden retriever
Hey! You There!
You weren’t, perchance, digging up my garden now?
Don’t blame it on the big guy.
You both learned this naughty trick from that old bitch, Chorale.
That’s it … chew each other and forget about my garden.
The Gascon Stud
OH the boys have been bad.
They had the nerve they have the balls, across the river called Laspeyreres. Off they went to the lakes that surround, two Gascon studs called Lumi and Jiggy.
… They were bad outlaws.
Off they went, but they came back. On puppy probation ’til we fixed the fence. The color of limstone, the eyes of brown, those charming, little puppies of Grasspunk farm.
Now they’re out flapping ears in the wind. Those two Gascon studs called Lumi and Jiggy.
They sniff the ground, they look for figs. They run around and they have a ball.
Perty little puppies run on the farm again. Eyes of brown and on the packs of dogfood. They love their space and they love to run, those two silly studs of Gascony.
One Way To Occupy Your Golden Retriever Puppies
Stick a tennis ball inside an old tire. ” Damn, if I only had an opposable thumb! ” they’ll say. But, they’ll keep on trying. Gives you time to clean up the lawn they destroyed with bits of towel, shoe, wood and jacket.
Time For A Pupbreak
Too many posts on cows, kids and meat. This is how Lumi expresses himself when he is slightly neglected.
Jiggy Gets A Bath
and then a re-bath after he finished rolling in dirt.
Oh, The Puppy Charge
The heartwarming puppy charge. ” Jiggy!! Come on!!” And he comes running, flapping his ears. The ear flapping helps get you closer to food.
what’s not to love about a puppy charge?
He stands still occasionally.
Then, like a three-year-old human, he runs. Just because he can. Why walk?
The girls chilled with my sis and a tractor tube. Many an hour can be spent with a great day and a large tractor tube.
Exchanged some gossip.
Bounced the other off.
Lulu, Princess of Gascony, enjoyed her day with family.
Pimp My Lumi
Lumi is off to show his machismo today. Last night, Minty took photos of his doggy primp before the big day. It was all going swimmingly. Lumi biting Jiggy. Jiggy doing his piranha move. Then, the hose went on.
He got all sudsy. Then rinsed.
Then blow dried, puppy style with a shake and a shake.
Chorale didn’t get a bath. Lumi wasn’t impressed.
After, Lumi did his mud treatment. Ten years younger, they say.
Then more blow drying by running around like an idiot.
Oh but wait, you too Jiggy. Sorry stinker, you need a refresh.
Jiggy
This is Jiggy. Short for ” Just A Gigolo. ” He’s been here for a few days getting to know the farm and the cats and the cows and the chickens and the kids. And the Lumi. Oh the Lumi. We’ve not seen Jiggy without a wet, slobbery head. Poor dear. Lumi LOVES chewing Jiggy. Saves him from chasing his tail and chewing his foot ( a pastime Lumi picked up after Tosca died ). Lumi spends most of his time chewing or snoozing with Jiggy.
Underneath all that slobber is a lovely pup. He’s a sweetie. He likes to greet you in the morning and chew on your robe while you make coffee. Okay, while Brent makes coffee for me.
He enjoys his play with Lumi.
He has the snarl of Cujo or the 1978 classic Piranha.
In this photo, if you look cross-eyed, a Golden Retriever will pop out.
Chorale, our resident dog boss, keeps them in line.
Though, as I make breakfast or lunch or just walk through the house, it feels like the “Girl Scout fight” in Airplane the movie.
Chopped Liver
First night with our new friends. Resident teen chops some grass-fed liver for a late night snack.
Lumi is quite pleased getting to know other canine beings. Je t’aime, the perky little calf, has been his BFF since Tosca died.
Jiggy and Lumi roll with it. Each snooze with their own, individual style.
