Posts Tagged With: black lab

Thank goodness for dogs | Intentional Gratitude

Two years ago, around this time, two dogs came to live in our house. We were shocked by the sudden lost of my hubby’s dear friend, Ed. We were even more shocked by his will. He left his dogs to us.

We had lost our beloved beagle just a few months earlier. The last thing we wanted was to replace her with another dog…let alone two.

One dog is a white toy poodle named Rocco, weighing about 9 pounds and without an ounce of house training. The other being an 85 pound black lab with an uncontrollable, intense bark, appropriately named Thor.

Parker, our 6-year-old, was completely afraid of Thor. Understandable since Thor was almost as tall as she was.

To make a long story short…Parker and Thor become BFFs (she often uses him as a pillow while they watch TV together). We spent hundreds of dollars on dog training services to control the barking (after two years I actually see hope that it is working). We’ve cleaned up a lot of poodle poop & urine (and occasionally still do). We  (hubby and I) take a daily dose of allergy pills. We have re-seeded many, many spots of our backyard, and replaced many dug up plants (Thor is a digger). Being named after the god of thunder, doesn’t stop Thor from barking at it. Rocco owns many cute sweaters that he proudly wears in the winter…strutting his stuff.

These dogs have become a part of our family.

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toy poodle

black labAt night, Thor takes up guard position in the hallway, just outside the girls’ bedroom doors. Rocco still sleeps in his crate because he can’t be trusted not to urinate (or worse) on everything. Thor and Rocco meet me at the top of the stairs when I come home from work…or from anywhere. Thor “talks” to me then. I don’t know if he is cursing me out for leaving, or saying “I missed you”.

We are thankful for these dogs. Although they have their bad habits (don’t we all?). We still love them and couldn’t imagine not having them around.

Ed knew what he was doing when he left the care of his dogs to us…Or, is it the dogs who take care of us?

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Lazy Friday

Today I dropped the girls off at school, took a 40 minute walk, cleaned the black lab hair off the floor (sweep, Swiffer, & vac), cleaned the bathroom sink and shower, loaded & unloaded the dishwasher, started two loads of laundry, shopped at Costco for steaks, then I finally relaxed.

Is that bad? Not even close to an eight-hour day. I do feel guilty…sometimes.

Later I will pick up the girls, get them a snack before we head out to the rink for another practice for Alex.

I did a quick photo assignment: 50mm indoors.

#50mm indoors

I am calling these shots “Lazy Dogs”. I think Rocco sleeps more than a cat. He takes the award for the most lazy dog.

50mm indoors

And, Thor is a close second!

50mm photos

Last night my number one mother-in-law dropped by this cake…and there were cookies too. Sunday is our 17th wedding anniversary. Seventeen.

This weekend: a small feast of ribeyes and other yummy stuff for our neighbors. Because after 17 years, why go out? Just kidding. Next weekend will be our date weekend. We are planning to see the new Bourne movie (finally!).

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Staying cool in the summer heat

Running in the backyard sprinklers is a fun and easy way to take a break from the summer heat. The dog even gets involved!

summer time fun

summer time fun

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summertime fun


Shake it off!

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I think they are making themselves at home

So, the saga continues… Let me just say (again) if you die and the executor of your will is not a relative, well, that makes things really complicated! Everything has to go through probate. Any living relatives (no matter how far removed) get a chance to contest the will. Don’t  forget to get the will finalized by a notary so there is no question whether the will is legal.

Hubby is still sorting things out, tracking down accounts, bills and legal documents. He is looking ahead to an estate sale; a daunting task. This could drag on for 5 months or more!

In the meantime…the dogs he inherited are making themselves at home.

Rocco taking another nap on the couch

For such a little dog (he weighs 10 pounds wet) he sure does take a lot of naps. He may be part cat! He stands his ground and takes no crap from any other dog. He put Thor in his place…right behind him! He has a sweet temperament. Has a sensitive stomach. (Let’s just say I know this because it involves me cleaning up diarrhea…more than once in 2 weeks.) He did not care for the crate the first few nights, but now goes in it willingly. He loves on Alex and Parker. And, he carried his sweater (we stole it off a teddy bear), dropped it at my feet, looked up at me and barked. I guess he really is a diva! Maybe we should call him Pierre.

Standing watch (on the back of the couch)

Thor...want to play?

“Wanna play? Let’s play! Look, I brought you the ball, let’s play, wanna play? let’s play, come on let’s play, look, there’s the ball, see at your feet, there’s the ball, let’s play, come on, let’s play, it’s not that cold, let’s play ball, see the ball, I brought you the ball, come on, come on, come on…get the ball!”

See the ball?

Thor always has that look on his face of  “let’s play”. He can’t walk on a leash to save his life. How soon can Cesar Millan be at my house? All stuffed animals must be put away or they will be destroyed. (We have lost 2 already.) He thinks he is a small dog, not an 85 pound bear. He will let the girls pull and lay on him without getting irritated. He confuses the doorbell on TV with a real doorbell and barks to let the whole neighborhood know it. If he wasn’t such a good-tempered dog I would have to find him a new home. But I think he has a home right here. Can someone please get the ball?

Update 11/7/11: Hubby has set a date for the “Celebration of Life” for our friend with a memorial service the following day. It’s fitting that we have a party for our friend, he would enjoy that. While going through the paperwork, hubby has found his friend gave generously to many organizations, most of which he never told his friends about. It just goes to show that you really don’t know people…even your best of friends. Sad it takes a death to realize it. Probate is on Tuesday, so cross you fingers all goes well in court.

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Inheriting dogs

I have mentioned that my husband’s best friend from high school passed away a few weeks ago. In his will, Husband was willed his black lab. And because the friend’s father also died a few weeks before him, he had inherited a French poodle. We intern, inherited both dogs!

Thor (a.k.a. Thorberg or Thorbee)

Choosing an executor of your will:  Please let that person know before you die. We were caught off guard that the friend had chosen hubby to be his executor. Being an executor of an estate is a huge responsibility and very stressful. Unfortunately, because of this, my hubby hasn’t had time to grieve for his friend. There has been too many details to take care of, including his burial (he had no other family who was willing to make the arrangements). Although the lawyer is taking care of much of the details of the estate, there is still so much to take care of.

“If you have been named executor for a friend or family member, keep in mind that this is your final act of friendship. The deceased trusted you enough to give you this responsibility. You should be honored by that trust as you fulfill your duties as executor.” {Source}

Rocco, the French poodle

When we found out that it was hubby’s responsibility to handle everything for his friend, my hubby was honored and humbled. I know when we chose an executor for our will, we gave it careful thought: Who will speak for us when we are gone? Who will carry out our wishes for our children?

We haven’t lost sight that it is hubby’s job as executor to speak for his friend; carry out his final wishes. He chose hubby because he knew he would do so. We are doing our very best to integrate our friend’s beloved pets into our home and family.

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