It's been a busy couple of months for me learning my new job. Each day it gets a bit easier, but part time equals nearly no time for nearly anything else I'd like to do! Blogging became a new and fun adventure a couple years ago when I first became unemployed, and it filled an empty space in my life. Right now it seems that weekends are the only time I have time to check out anyone else's blogs, never mind writing for myself!
Dixie (L) and Sassy (R), 2 yrs of age (2 years ago, Christmas time)
This year we put up a SMALL 3 ft tall artificial tree - it's sitting on the sideboard - high enough so the Corgi girls cannot reach it. The younger two girls think the ornaments are chew toys made especially for their little seam-ripper teeth! Naughty girls! I remember when they were just young pups - and when they'd chew and destroy a decoration I really liked, I'd think "gee, I'll be so thankful when they're about 3 yrs old-- they should be done teething..." WRONG! They're 4 now, and they still get into trouble with those pearly white tools! Nothing is safe if those girls are left unsupervised for a moment! And so - the tree is sitting up, high, on the sideboard.
Teeth like seam rippers!
My other 2 Corgis eat only food, and the rawhide chews that I give them. Sissy is elderly and so mellow. Prairie has always only gnawed on raw-hides (unless she has access to an open cupboard and helps herself to boxes of jello or pudding mixes....but, if it was open, or there was no door installed yet, it's clearly FAIR GAME, right?!?) Since Mr. Wonderful built new cupboard doors, Prairie can't access any of the bagged or boxed foods. It's no longer a "Self-Serve Cafe"! This is something I can be truly thankful for! But Prairie is not. She just grumbles under her breath, disgusted that she has not got opposing thumbs to pry that door open!