Monday, June 6, 2011

Awwww Jeeez Fred....Really?

That's what I said at 2:00 AM yesterday.
Saturday was just a fantastic day. My dear sister came over and mowed my lawn, I washed a couple windows. Did some serious weed control (war) in the grass. Inventoried my poor waterlogged plants around the yard. The weathers been pretty tough on them, but it looks like everything has survived.

This is a Golden Chain. I planted it 18 years ago, somehow in spite of me, it lives. I think it would look great in front of a babbling brook or something.

When I am out in the front yard, I like to let Fred outside with me, no leash. He loves it, lots of smelling and "marking" to be done. I read somewhere that when a dog is sniffing around, it's like reading a newspaper to us. Well, he had a lot of reading to do. Fred seems to prefer to only mark on his right side, so there is much sniffing and twirling involved. I can hear his little mind saying to himself as he laboriously takes care of business. "Leg lift, mine, leg lift, mine, mine, mine, mine...", and so on. He sticks by me pretty good, remarking his spots and harrasing the GINORMOUS black lab next to the chain link fence. ( I hate to think what that Lab might do if he ever got a hold of Fred).

 In my neighborhood, the yards are pretty close together and nicely kept up, and I don't want him to drop a turd in someone else's yard, he's really pretty good about it. (Good dog Fred!)
Well it was time for Sis to go. Oh, before I forget to mention, Fred adores my sister. He gets quite excited when she comes to visit. Fred had to stay with her for a few days last summer and had a blast. Well, we were chatting and trying to remember what we forgot she wanted take with her, there's always something. At some point Fred realized we weren't paying attention and decided to sneak into the back yard of the next door neighbor. Fred does have bull terrier in his breed and at times it "shines" through, he can be very stubborn and he can selectively ignore me, he hears me, he just gets busy "reading the paper",  I know he won't run away, no need to, I worry more about someone taking him. This was not the case, the neighbors yard was fenced in also. Usually when we're out front and he starts to wander, I call him and offer a good goodie, that's what I call the dog treats, and he comes running back really fast  ZOOOOM, and he gets a treat. This is a first for him to go into someones back yard, and I just caught a glimpse of his butt as he went through the nieghbors gate (it's never open). Apparently there was a lot of "news" back there. I started asking firmly for Fred to come...nothing, not even a head turn. It's hot and I'm not in the mood. No good goodies for Fred. Anyway, after much "reading" and marking and twirling, I finally herded him out of the yard, and he ran towards the house and popped up immediately into my sisters lap as she was sitting in her truck. He was so "cute", he knew I was not real happy with him, and I think he thought Sis would protect him, no such luck, Sis left and I took him and put him in the back yard and went back out in front to finish what I was doing. I realize now that we have some serious "coming when called" training to do.
No front yard reading for you mister!

Aside from that it was a really good and productive day. I was tired, but it was a "good" tired.
Fred and I went to bed at about 11:00. It's no secret, Fred sleeps in the bed, under the covers, with me. We do not touch, he has his side, I have mine and he knows it, we have an agreement and he's small enough. I know some people are cringing right now, but I like it, it's comforting for me to hear his breathing and snoring and I clean my sheets regularly. I also like to have a window open and the ceiling fan on, it's too chilly for him.
I'm sorry these are blurry, I captured them with my phone first thing in the morning. He's such a snuggler!
"I don't want to get up yet Momma, it's cold out there."

Suddenly, I was awakened by a very weird sound coming from Fred, not the usual snoring, this was different, a gag of sorts. Awwww Jeeez Fred! He threw up, under the covers, in the bed. Well crap, I was in serious sleep mode, and suddenly, I'm up, and Fred's scrambling to get out from underneath the covers. He felt bad for "soiling the den" and immediatly jumped to the floor. I asses the situation, pull off the sheets, he also got some on one pillow, off that went. Downstairs we went. Took Fred out, made my bed somewhat comfortable to sleep in. Let Fred in and went back to bed. Somehow I was able to settle down and get back to sleep, kind of, but Fred wasn't invited, so every so often I would hear a pathetic whine come out of him, he wanted in, not tonight. That went on for the rest of the night (the whining).
Fred rarely tosses his cookies and I was concerned, but yesterday he was fine, no problems. I am pretty sure he ate a peice of grass that didn't settle well.
Well, gotta go, the widows aren't going to wash themselves...ugh.
Sorry this is so long, but I'm sure you have realized by now, that's how I "roll" :-)


  1. Tucker has very selective hearing and needs work on his coming when called…infact my two cocker spaniels need work on that too. Especially when we go out to the lake. First thing they do is high tail it to the water, then it’s off to explore the forest. Then a nice roll in a dead fish if they can find one.
    My three dogs sleep in their kennels at night unless hubby is gone then they all sleep with me! But right before bed Tucker gets to snuggle in bed for a little bit. He usually passes out on his back, spread eagle, and snoring in my ear. He has to be touching me when he’s in bed. When it’s time to go into his kennel, he gets extra snuggly and becomes dead weight making you feel guilty for putting him in his "jail". He’s a character. But then again most Bostons are!

  2. @good time to review, I had a retriever/cocker mix and she was very good at rolling in the stinkiest, nastiest crud ever. It's funny how well these little Boston's can "limp up" when they don't want to be disturbed. My own children were pretty good at it too.

  3. Love the header picture! One of the things that I love about Terrors - I mean, Terriers - is that as soon as you think you have control of them, they flip you the bird! They always keep you on your toes. Oh, BTW, my terrors sleep on the bed, too. :-) Glad the Fred is feeling better.

  4. Yup, another reason the cat is banished from the bedroom at night! During the day I cover the bed with a light, easily washable blanket so it's easy to clean if there's any trouble.

  5. Oh yeah....the "old woke up in morning by a gak or poop explosion" lol! Been there, done that...not fun!
    Like you I sleep with my Dobbie girl, too. She insists on sleeping under the covers. I thought it was just a dachshund thing, since she's a chi-weenie. She likes to lay tightly against my side or my back, which I find comforting, like an electric heating pad against me.
    Being that she's a short haired dog and that I bathe her at least once or twice a week, because she likes to roll around up at the barn, I don't worry much about the sheets getting too dirty, although, like you I wash them often, too.
    My hubby works nights and is often out of town, so having my little pooch to cuddle with and keep me company is such a comfort.
    But I know you understand :)

    Fred is a cutie and he's lucky to have such a patient and loving owner like you. :)


  6. I'll fess up - my jack russell terror sleeps with me, and under a cover of her own but on top of the bed. She is terrible about coming when called and therefore requires a leash for my sanity ;)

    I wonder of the throwing up incident (glad I wasn't drinking anything when I read that!!) could be overheating. Q (my terror) gets too too hot sometimes and has gtten sick, but happily made it off of the bed first.

    Thanks for following my blog - glad we found each other!

  7. Um yeah both of my dogs have selective hearing lol. A common ailment I've heard hehe. I need to work on mine with coming when called too, but how boring . . .

    I'm sure he's fine, but actually doggie vomit is why Jackal no longer sleeps with me. He wasn't actually vomiting (no harking noises before) he was regurgitating (coming up involuntarily) his food at night because of acid reflux problems. Unfortunately I got tired of dealing with it so he sleeps on the couch. He doesn't have as much of a problem with it because I changed his feeding schedule, but when he does occasionally upchuck at least it's easier to clean up off the floor. When Jackal would sleep with me he was on top of the covers because he gets too hot, but he would have to be right next to me. He would get up against my back or stomach, walk circles, fall on top of me and slide down next to me lol. It was so cute! I miss him being there, but not sharing the covers lol. :D


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