Bailey is 15-years-old today! He's old, can't see or hear very well and tends to be crabby, but Belle tries to keep him young. They're more foes than friends, but, every once in awhile, they'll lie together. They can be ornery, but they're definitely a blessing to our family.
Showing posts with label pets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pets. Show all posts
Friday, May 6, 2011
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
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Thursday, July 8, 2010
The Farm
We've been in Nebraska at my in-laws' farm with lots of family for the last week where the boys have had fun traipsing around with grandpa looking for work to be done. They've become really good at spotting and digging up musk thistles (or carduus nutans), an invasive weed, in the pastures. J can even drive everyone around on the Polaris Ranger for this task. The boys had fun taking a break from farm work to play with their first, second and third cousins but, as usual, were anxious to return to the farm for their favorite pastime of riding and driving tractors. J even learned how to drive the '62 Ford 2000 which is a nostalgic tractor at this family farm.
It's Belle's first time at the farm and she has had fun here too. She likes jumping in and out of the cattle tank to cool down . . . well, except when the cattle are in the corral. She keeps her distance from them and barks a lot. Most of all though, she likes the fresh air and wide open space.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Oh, Belle!

Belle is almost 4-months-old now and still growing like a weed. She's coming along with housetraining and starts a basic obedience class soon. She's a cute, loving and fun but ornery puppy. I couldn't keep her from running through our driveway culvert today. It's halfway full of water, so it made me nervous. She definitely needs to learn to sit and stay!
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Bailey
Our miniature Dachshund, Bailey, is 14-years-old today. I remember bringing him home when he was just eight weeks old. He was almost three when I met Kent, but, over time, he became more Kent's dog. During Kent's illness, his loyalty to Kent was very evident and was often found nestled along Kent's side. Since Kent died and even moreso since our 13-year-old yellow Lab died recently, his age has caught up with him in that he looks and acts like an old dog; although, our three month old Lab puppy gets a rise out of him every once in awhile. For the most part though, this old dog is low-key and prefers lounging around on the floor soaking up the heat from sunlight beaming through a window or curling up next to me on the couch in the evening.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Belle
Friday, April 9, 2010
Hank

We put Hank, our 13 1/2-year-old yellow Lab, down a week ago today. Even though he was blind and deaf and had severe arthritis, this was a decision that was made with many tears. He was Kent's dog and reminded us so much of him. He was a faithful friend to him and us. We don't know for sure if dogs go to Heaven, but, because animals were a part of God's original plan for Earth and mankind and the Bible tells us He'll remake both, we want to believe they do. He'll be missed, but it's comforting to think about him and Kent playing fetch again.
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