Life with the Three Crazy Dogs

It was a breeze sitting Riley. He is very easy going, loves to fetch like all retrievers do.

Came home yesterday afternoon and all 3 boys were so excited to see me. All 3 tails were wagging super fast, like the windshield wipers turned on high speed! Looked around and no accidents. Kong balls all over the place and giant double-knot rawhide for Riley was three-quarters gone.

Sent them out right away and fed them their afternoon treat. The weather was perfect – sunny and temperature was in the 50s. I dug out the tennis balls and Frisbees for them 3. Well, I should have known that Ranger does not care much about fetching. Cooper and Riley were bouncing off the ground dying to fetch. Fetching freaks, they are. Those two were fetching till their tongues were hanging by the side and slurped up the whole water bucket. Took some pictures of the boys…will put them up when I get home.

We were out there for about 45 minutes. Came in and them boys were out lying next to me by the piano. I was hitting the ivory keys till DB came home at 4. As soon as DB changed, we hit the road for our walk. It was a slow pace walk for me which I’m not use to. Our two boys were so excited to see DB walking with us…..very rare DB comes with us on our walks.

Got home and fed them hungry boys, and then we ate. All 3 were out to lala-land. As soon as we were done with our dinner, Coops and Range know what will come next – carrots and apples. They both sprung right up and patiently waited for me. Good old Riley tagged along and was given the bare teeth “Grrrr” by Coops – dominance thing.

Riley loves his pats and he acts like Coops. I was playing the piano again in evening, he came over, nudged my elbow to pat him. I patted him and took my hands away, he used his snout to “moved” it back to his head.

All three of them now are super clingy to me. Cooper is still telling Riley who the resident dog is, Ranger don’t give a shit at all as along as I’m home and he can be with me. When it was bedtime, Riley still goes over to the door probably waiting his owners. He was lying on Cooper’s bed, and was growled at again. It was funny to see how dogs tell other dogs who is the alpha. All three wants to sleep near me…..sigh….what can I say….motherhen.

Riley came right at 7 p.m. on the nuts, while I was getting ready to watch “Survivor” and work out at the same time. CBS switched “Survivor” from Thursday to Wednesday night because of March Madness.

Anyway, Riley walked in with his owners and he went wild. Riley is also a yellow lab, 6 years old, and occasionally has accidents in the house. His owners brought the stuff we told them to bring, contact numbers and asked how well he respond to commands. He responds better to hand signals and when he needs to go out for his business, he will sit by the door, and when you want him to do his business, say “Hurry up!” It worked.

Once the owners left, Riley was all over the house looking for them. He has separation anxiety and I was wondering if we should get the crate out. Also, we found he already had an accident in the Executive Office – both duties. DB cleaned that up. He is trying to make things easy for me, and that is how it should be.

We went to bed at 9 with all 3 boys in the room and the door closed. We didn’t want Mr. Riley to wonder around the house with us snoozing away. As it is, he paws the counters; good thing I saw him and I kneed him good. Didn’t do it again after that.

I was surprised the night went by very good. I thought I would have sleepless night. Riley was a little nervous initially, but settled down when we shut the TV.

This morning I took all three of them for a walk. Good thing is I can walk Cooper without a leash. The walk went very well. I was surprised.

This afternoon, DB will be joining us for our walk….will see what the room look like when I get home this afternoon.

DB’s coworker is bringing her pooch, Riley, over to our house tonight. We’ll be dog sitting Riley till the rest of the week. It will be a fun and hair pulling rest of the week!

The snow’s all gone except for a few patches on the backyard. With the thunderstorm rolling in this afternoon, it will get rid of whatever snow that’s left. So with rain in the forecast I can see three in the backyard. Hopefully there will be no marking of territories in the house.

I guess DB and I are no longer gonna be grandparents. SD text her old man last Saturday and said she spent the whole night in the ER in Owatonna. The bleeding just wouldn’t quit. Doc said it could be a miscarriage. Bummer!! Her Ob-Gyn confirmed it the next day she miscarried.

DB was looking forward to being a grandpa. SD’s mom was not happy at all, instead gave the daughter hell. Poor kid, all bummed out and her mom wants to tell her and her sisters something from the old lady’s past, but the old lady said “wait till they are older”. Probably gotta wait till they are 50!! I kinda know what it is, but not telling SD and so is DB.

SD’s mom told her about the miscarriage “it’s never meant to be!” Nice. Very comforting. SD said she and BF gonna try again later when they are ready. At-a-girl, go for it!

Ever since DB sobered up, he has been in contact with his mother and sisters very frequently. Most of his brothers and sisters are residing in New Braunfels, Texas. Two other siblings and DB are the only ones living “far away” from the rest of the clan.

DB calls his mom almost every weekend, if not every other. He speaks and text messages his sister, Juls, every weekend, too. He would receives all updates from each of the other 5 siblings. Yeah, he comes from a big family of 9 kids but now it’s only 8. The one sister passed away in 1999.

Out of the blue last week, DB’s mom asked him when he will be moving to Texas for good. She said it would be nice if he is in Texas with the family. Juls told DB that it will be nice to have another brother with them in Texas. DB told me about it and I just looked at him for a moment with my mind thinking of the heat in Texas. I told him if we were to move to Texas, it would be at least an hour or 2 hours drive to New Braunfels, or even more. That’s really mean of me, but I guess I don’t like having to live so close to the in-laws who are all bums (except for MIL, youngest BIL, and SIL). If we would to move to Texas and lived close to the in-laws, I know they would be bugging us, all the time – all family functions which always turned out calling the cops on someone.

I told DB, I’m not going to move out of MN till I complete my Associates. I have a gut feeling he really wants to move to a warmer place instead of this arctic tundra, getting sick of it, according to him. I guess I will take my sweet ass time to complete my 2-year!