Pretty in pink AND orange

We were all bored after the Christmas festivities. Clearly. Is it torture to find random pieces of fabric, place them on a unsuspecting dog and take pictures of them? Eh, whatever. They didn't care TOO much and it gave us all a laugh or two. I have to say that Onix looks fabulous in pink. Real men wear pink.

Santa Paws

The economy didn't seem to slow us down. The family decided to keep the gifts small but there was an abundance nonetheless. The most prominent theme was socks. I think every person got at least one pair of socks. I alone received approximately twenty pair of socks five of which were the special cold weather ones. These socks are extra thick and extra warm because when I head to the dog park at seven in the morning and it's below freezing; there is a real big chance that my toes will fall off.

Simba and Buddha made bank on their first Christmas. Their matching stockings contained multiple treats and toys. Chewnola's, kongs and milk bones...OH MY! Simba's jaw and teeth have gotten very powerful so he destroys almost every toy he comes in contact with. Several of those toys did not survive for long.

More cheese for your wine

Here is the family. We look EXACTLY like this photo. In fact, this is a real photo of us with our Christmas sweaters. Speaking of which, I really wanted an ugly Christmas sweater but I couldn't find one. Ideas? I figured it would be fun to wear it for pictures. Santa already gave me two awesome gifts. They are a joy and a pain in the butt. I wouldn't have it any other way.

It's beginning to look a lot like...

This picture looks like it is straight out of a 1970's photo shoot. Don't judge me. It was a cute idea and I am a sucker for holidays and torturing my dogs with cheesy photos and costumes.

Hey, don't knock it until you try it! You might end up being a scary dog mom or dad too!

Let it snow!

The neighborhood dogs. They are like a posse really. They play hard and give lots of kisses. We even trust them enough to let them run around off leash in a public area. Shhh! Don't tell! So they enjoyed the first snow of the winter. Simba ate all of it and chased the falling the snow flakes. Buddha is still too young to fully enjoy the fact that he is a husky so he gets cold much faster than Simba who has a double coat. Regardless, it was a blast for the dogs and it was bitter cold for the humans.

Ho Ho Ho!

It's not Christmas yet but it's time to get in the spirit. I won't be able to dress Buddha up like this when he is older so I have to take advantage of it now. Even though Simba and Buddha are Buddhists they will appreciate their very first Christmas because their mom and dad have lots of gifts in store.

They are fortunate. There are so many cats and dogs who are abused or without a home. Not only that but in many countries these animals are treated like dirt. Many are killed and eaten and some are simply stoned for pleasure. I've never been a dog owner prior to now but I would adopt more if I had the means, the time and the sanity.

Golden retrievers SUCK!

Little Buddha took his second trip to the dog park with Simba. He was excited but we stayed on the small dog side because there was an aggressive dog on the big dog side. After that dog left we proceeded to go to the big dog side where there were two dogs playing. One was a golden and the other a mutt. I knew the golden and had always thought it was a even tempered dog. Buddha kept trying to play with him. He wanted the ball that he had and before I knew it the golden went after my pup and all I heard was the most haunting scream. Buddha would not stop screaming. I grabbed him and searched for the injury. Truly, I almost threw up because I couldn't stand the sight of his eyes rolling into the back of his head and his inability to focus because he was wailing. Simba kept jumping up to see his little brother. He was extremely worried. The golden backed away and I immediately retreated to my car. I saw blood pouring from his mouth and I saw a gaping hole in the top of his gums. I could contain it no longer and began to cry. I cried, consoled him and drove to the vet. It turned out that the bite was deep and he would need surgery. My guilt was overwhelming and I could not stop crying. So after several hours my little baby came walking out of the room, high on drugs. He was doing fine but his mom was a total wreck. Needless to say it took several weeks and a lot of pain medication before Buddha healed completely. I never saw the woman with the golden ever again. Maybe she was afraid I would sue her. I probably would.

Money Matters?

My dogs don't judge me based on my job. It's an amazing feeling to know that it doesn't matter what my profession is or how much money I make. Regardless of any of that information, I am loved. Isn't that profound?! Unconditional Love.

Buddhalicious

The best way to describe him is mellow jello. He moves like jello, falls down like jello, and is probably filled with jello. This guy is always kind, always playful and always sleeping. He found his way into our hearts when we realized that little Simba needed a brother. Onix was not coming around as much because his parents are very busy college students and that makes Simba very depressed. So Buddha was an accident (lol) but a welcomed one.

BTW- I get made fun of all the time by my friends and family for setting this blog up. They think I am a crazy dog lady. I just want to give a shout out to AJ and LB (friend and sister) the biggest supporters of this blog. Thanks for your cash donations to the local humane society. Much appreciated!