tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90020109763711294672024-03-15T17:01:49.337-07:00Royal K9 Korner
This blog is dedicated to our beloved Royal pack.
Our leader, King, Our Precious Princess Molly. Our Darling Duchess Sammy and Our Sweetest Lady May.
Four sets of paws reunited over Rainbow Bridge.
They will Rule Forever more, in eternal peace and good health.
So sadly missed and so lovingly remembered.Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01780238009378718562noreply@blogger.comBlogger226125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-53375210401329037072024-03-13T07:09:00.000-07:002024-03-13T07:09:53.139-07:00Nugget Returns and an Overnight Trial For Chip & Maggie<div><div><p> Chip & Maggie have been making great strides in their comfort level while away from mom & dad. We've been easing them into longer visits in preparation for a 5 day stay with us in July. With each visit they've been meeting a new visitor and this time it was the 7 yr olds, River and <a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/search?q=nugget">Nugget</a>. If you don't know or remember Nugget you can read about her here <a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/search?q=nugget"> Nugget </a><br /> Suzy Q, who they've met before also visited. I knew Chip and Suzy were comfortable with each other and hoped Maggie would be less anxious with her this visit. I kept Maggie on a long lead to begin with. I wanted to eliminate the possibility of her bolting. The idea is for her to gain confidence and a sudden bolt could undo the progress she's made thus far. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijTbzjMptz4pD-tqtRphMelN8yZrlwFlYjRHeTZx6Fd8NnSJSvcsjxKwIjrTAvg-6r34kiOqqyKY9c0zOJxrVOkfsf1oJiEEdFtl4nqzKKKb8Il4BOIHaZ-l5SLEQTEf1PFeh415aSamX7HLtY-TP_v3hetxBN9WEIQ4nqpU5TX_iep-xT8PmpiCmkGzc/s3376/20240308_143657.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1807" data-original-width="3376" height="342" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijTbzjMptz4pD-tqtRphMelN8yZrlwFlYjRHeTZx6Fd8NnSJSvcsjxKwIjrTAvg-6r34kiOqqyKY9c0zOJxrVOkfsf1oJiEEdFtl4nqzKKKb8Il4BOIHaZ-l5SLEQTEf1PFeh415aSamX7HLtY-TP_v3hetxBN9WEIQ4nqpU5TX_iep-xT8PmpiCmkGzc/w640-h342/20240308_143657.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maggie is more relaxed with Suzy this time and allows her greeting.</td></tr></tbody></table>The reintroduction with both Suzy and with River was quite uneventful and I was hopeful meeting <a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/search?q=nugget">Nugget</a> would go as smoothly. <br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjj3WyJmksBQRUzC5b3tyWUDmbKpwmi4UZayug4bz4JGoz0nANVU266pqolv5o0HlmlJajq_iOQMujk_5zKAQLQEp5llakPxR0cXh3dSvkc-tA_iVWhkJDS1sEUBewkRrbhVY6Xrw6wjeB9WxbqyWV7Zpw9WTgndjEtTq6vCquinHY9gQE0JAEBWZCq5I/s4000/20240308_143946.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="4000" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjj3WyJmksBQRUzC5b3tyWUDmbKpwmi4UZayug4bz4JGoz0nANVU266pqolv5o0HlmlJajq_iOQMujk_5zKAQLQEp5llakPxR0cXh3dSvkc-tA_iVWhkJDS1sEUBewkRrbhVY6Xrw6wjeB9WxbqyWV7Zpw9WTgndjEtTq6vCquinHY9gQE0JAEBWZCq5I/w640-h296/20240308_143946.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hello, Im Maggie.<br />Oh, hi, I'm River<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Chip is a very social guy and I've only seen his happy, fun personality. Meeting River went as I expected and I was looking forward to Nugget arriving. <br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvWlZNYm8FktQITptBuAzJi8wMTPXBRhYMdTaJU_QRVvs4YDV7hcw658YexzRilFJ4eKK83c3lOaQdwi2Cr1fI7bGo4P10bE1V-Go_mWWNUXOy0VqrbQc2Yhfj1Mhgr8Uco5Eu5kOzdSRX4O_inlKmSjdEgNsDAQvf4B2sNYKJm2lDYIYTOaUmcZx28Fc/s3002/20240308_141424.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="3002" height="394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvWlZNYm8FktQITptBuAzJi8wMTPXBRhYMdTaJU_QRVvs4YDV7hcw658YexzRilFJ4eKK83c3lOaQdwi2Cr1fI7bGo4P10bE1V-Go_mWWNUXOy0VqrbQc2Yhfj1Mhgr8Uco5Eu5kOzdSRX4O_inlKmSjdEgNsDAQvf4B2sNYKJm2lDYIYTOaUmcZx28Fc/w640-h394/20240308_141424.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chip and River say a polite hello<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div>Chip was ready to begin a fun day, if River was willing. She was for sure. The four of them, Suzy, River, Chip and Maggie seemed quite comfortable with each other and could safely stay together. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAb168NS7DuUaMxBaM3p8u1TPS8JHDEzMQ6EA7MbgsMyDzgt6S_ZOqBLUXfjRtNuklKWaKt2jo_Vkv8NrtW61y-AfMAJlO3PDHEo8ZakmoQPqtPL6LXWYmAvIoorVkyINnIVG73XLINfdVHAQkV02TFkeoZcfTBAidodufZ3PBJfNTN2GcioIetL9iuIU/s2159/20240308_141509.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1724" data-original-width="2159" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAb168NS7DuUaMxBaM3p8u1TPS8JHDEzMQ6EA7MbgsMyDzgt6S_ZOqBLUXfjRtNuklKWaKt2jo_Vkv8NrtW61y-AfMAJlO3PDHEo8ZakmoQPqtPL6LXWYmAvIoorVkyINnIVG73XLINfdVHAQkV02TFkeoZcfTBAidodufZ3PBJfNTN2GcioIetL9iuIU/w640-h512/20240308_141509.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>My plan was to go slow, with quiet, easy one on one introductions to Nugget with each. It's been quite some time since Nugget visited but I remembered her fun loving energetic personality and had her favourite balls ready for her. Meeting Suzy was quite uneventful. <br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYkZjET1KjsQW1USd6b8MpmyHGhdO-40LHy4H9aEGmYsKi-RrURFWtcbSmfzNQ4acYBktyZ-1bEdjKK971ZAemNULZzV7raB1rAicz2-Y0c5wXhQ3QRDz6Xgs1hE08mHi2t8BnzEh_it9UrB6qy5HkLQ7wx60uyZJgDg8RQNyNh8S3sidzx35UTosjl94/s3315/20240308_144855.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1816" data-original-width="3315" height="350" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYkZjET1KjsQW1USd6b8MpmyHGhdO-40LHy4H9aEGmYsKi-RrURFWtcbSmfzNQ4acYBktyZ-1bEdjKK971ZAemNULZzV7raB1rAicz2-Y0c5wXhQ3QRDz6Xgs1hE08mHi2t8BnzEh_it9UrB6qy5HkLQ7wx60uyZJgDg8RQNyNh8S3sidzx35UTosjl94/w640-h350/20240308_144855.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hello Im Suzy. Have we met?<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div>Meeting River was all about ball play. Yep, saw that one coming.<br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimEPnrJtpbsdYiPmOMFdiPTPz8zYd5u5hSHrlu_w1zOZC8qAKjBE5nCDgKlgi8qfFNhcb9QrMgSx3WmPThKStsq7os3JYzB9kfWq9GLOvh8iAMh5yfFqaJU9s984iCNbOOt07VOfwvZbMFqUXV24J80SD4kzrhOKjIhRuDHvRdSjTGsyuGNOBdWHG26QM/s2174/20240309_070351.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1162" data-original-width="2174" height="342" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimEPnrJtpbsdYiPmOMFdiPTPz8zYd5u5hSHrlu_w1zOZC8qAKjBE5nCDgKlgi8qfFNhcb9QrMgSx3WmPThKStsq7os3JYzB9kfWq9GLOvh8iAMh5yfFqaJU9s984iCNbOOt07VOfwvZbMFqUXV24J80SD4kzrhOKjIhRuDHvRdSjTGsyuGNOBdWHG26QM/w640-h342/20240309_070351.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nugget - "Hey, Wait up!"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;">We went indoors to meet Chip and Maggie. Chip clearly did not want the new girl anywhere near his sister and made no bones about saying so. They still had lots of time to get familiar with each other so I let the visit unfold with no pressure either way. Nugget didn't seem to care and simply ignored Chip. <br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvC06Koz2BkL2C6c50ptJsMQe4tiUajaR6hbLW3eSWxsIH6jt70_vEyFZ1ZRDZCiyYvB0h2_reUj8YZig2L87KEH4hduWef7feqC3M7wkKsFeM485cUbYipWZw-wCXbwqiagjPqIemyTgDUU9xeTDykXRLb-huPH5zHiYxFl4yRZPthSxsRV6GtGAZ0Mo/s3485/20240308_170226.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="3485" height="340" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvC06Koz2BkL2C6c50ptJsMQe4tiUajaR6hbLW3eSWxsIH6jt70_vEyFZ1ZRDZCiyYvB0h2_reUj8YZig2L87KEH4hduWef7feqC3M7wkKsFeM485cUbYipWZw-wCXbwqiagjPqIemyTgDUU9xeTDykXRLb-huPH5zHiYxFl4yRZPthSxsRV6GtGAZ0Mo/w640-h340/20240308_170226.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chip - "Can you keep this new girl away from my sister please?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;">Outdoors, Nugget, Suzy and River seemed to hit it off. I wanted to prevent zoomies from kicking in before Nugget had a chance to get re accustomed to our yard, so I initially had Suzy and Maggie back on long leads. They each said polite hellos and Nugget found a ball again. She already had her day outlined. Easy peasy. <br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxmmSsxlsQue_AboAN_5l6Adx3HUVdhHMZNJwt4eeFjnhjDxiColmGHME9zowWCERt_F1VkUF3dev8uvNsAOkJRztBNPd_eTmKJh6umpt-Wy2H8PADDnYmxw9Iwm9r_o4ybDYv3VVkPFWfUHClDw2Uxy8XvsgD1m6mhpmQu4G8vv66jye6ubf1dP2Yddo/s4000/20240308_151823.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="4000" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxmmSsxlsQue_AboAN_5l6Adx3HUVdhHMZNJwt4eeFjnhjDxiColmGHME9zowWCERt_F1VkUF3dev8uvNsAOkJRztBNPd_eTmKJh6umpt-Wy2H8PADDnYmxw9Iwm9r_o4ybDYv3VVkPFWfUHClDw2Uxy8XvsgD1m6mhpmQu4G8vv66jye6ubf1dP2Yddo/w640-h296/20240308_151823.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maggie was unsure but accepted Nugget's presence.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;">Nugget will run and play ball for hours on end and that's exactly what happened. She ran and played while Mags and her brother did zoomies in another area. River roamed the yard watching for birds, Suzy rested and watched all the goings on. They were all happy. Not necessarily socializing but content to just be. I don't believe in putting dogs in a situation they're not ready for. Being together can look different for different dogs. They can visit through fences and become accustomed to each other with out feeling the need to defend. The longer they had to check things out and feel content the easier the rest of the visit would go.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGBu4SlJdQTFvKGVh1Pw5qfwy8O1toHG6TB3HmG7lmWm5bMPiYWDllekIiQqH01iT9J1XmOfSn-ZtP9uOlkbKEfcrZuB3JXJU3Gl9AxAVD4GO5eMB2IZ9P00r3P7GBn06YrCCoGFv5ZAUy9dmOxuJ1SXqOLOYHf1Bpticq6uEAg1Z2V631A6_M9cWqvCg/s4000/20240308_174710.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="4000" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGBu4SlJdQTFvKGVh1Pw5qfwy8O1toHG6TB3HmG7lmWm5bMPiYWDllekIiQqH01iT9J1XmOfSn-ZtP9uOlkbKEfcrZuB3JXJU3Gl9AxAVD4GO5eMB2IZ9P00r3P7GBn06YrCCoGFv5ZAUy9dmOxuJ1SXqOLOYHf1Bpticq6uEAg1Z2V631A6_M9cWqvCg/w640-h296/20240308_174710.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chip - "You just stay with me, Maggie and I'll take care of you."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;">I spent a watchful 24 hours with the four munchkins. I feel quite confident Maggie and Chip will do just fine when July comes along. They'll be back again for more visits and meetings before then. I think Chip will be back to his more comfortable self when they meet Nugget again. She was nonthreatening and I'm certain he'll remember that. I wonder if having just one more newcomer this visit was more than he was ready for. He's a really good big brother and he means to keep his sister safe. He'll learn that's part of my job and he can relax and just have fun. <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />In the meantime, River and Nugget seem to have a great report. Everyone played in and out and rested comfortably during the day.
</div><center></center><center></center><center><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/BcIEsMT4dvE?si=vph_Y9SIQXz3gySS" width="480"></iframe><br /><br /></center>By the time bedtime came around they were tired.
<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiifhRvWO6ma539d2pcJN4pLRwBcwaCNkpCT99puRKwSpVlSpSDYOuNj6gJUY_hsULHyaBoPCc2XYCGPodfzistBGak7hyphenhyphenZ9PP4uLayO7dQbi2eS_6pJx0S8qwHnKFQeM_v84ItOJcwPVqOHrA3NEhZ8HodaLeBuM1SbEIjEz1CvHleVSQu_Ncblv9DnuA/s4000/20240308_181945.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="4000" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiifhRvWO6ma539d2pcJN4pLRwBcwaCNkpCT99puRKwSpVlSpSDYOuNj6gJUY_hsULHyaBoPCc2XYCGPodfzistBGak7hyphenhyphenZ9PP4uLayO7dQbi2eS_6pJx0S8qwHnKFQeM_v84ItOJcwPVqOHrA3NEhZ8HodaLeBuM1SbEIjEz1CvHleVSQu_Ncblv9DnuA/w640-h296/20240308_181945.jpg" width="640" /></a><br /></div><div>Heading to bed was an easy time for all. Chip and Maggie found the large crate, snuggled down together and were fast asleep in no time at all. Nugget chose the medium size crate. She gave a few minutes of soft whimpers, which tugged at my heart strings, but she soon followed suit into dreamland.<br />As usual River was asleep before anyone cozied under her pink blankie. I hope everyone dreamt of fun happy times. I'm looking forward to seeing them all again soon. <br />Chip and Maggie will go home in the morning and Bailey will arrive for a playday with Nugget! <br />Stay tuned!<br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioB2YnlZIjpsTsQfEZrCnYNeUwH8aPYdoCFtJB_RzwXL1hvAWguL-9qL7y0X0DpdkV301u0NheaPaKA1TDhK9Crw0na1xHANVxCMMnMs_NDNuQgu9gfdAqslSNWC9hQSS8Y-9HEfvi1ezy2sZmHJmqdCQo7oVIsdog1KTZ0nto10I0QLGmJmPiOMo2i7g/s3428/20240308_201439.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="3428" height="346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioB2YnlZIjpsTsQfEZrCnYNeUwH8aPYdoCFtJB_RzwXL1hvAWguL-9qL7y0X0DpdkV301u0NheaPaKA1TDhK9Crw0na1xHANVxCMMnMs_NDNuQgu9gfdAqslSNWC9hQSS8Y-9HEfvi1ezy2sZmHJmqdCQo7oVIsdog1KTZ0nto10I0QLGmJmPiOMo2i7g/w640-h346/20240308_201439.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Good night sweethearts. I love you all<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></div>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-80206186782072651612024-03-12T07:52:00.000-07:002024-03-12T07:57:54.010-07:00Surprise Toys Day<div><p>River and I had just one day alone last week. She helped me get ready for the next group of visitors. She kind'a helped herself to the tiny toys as I sorted them to make sure all were still safe to play with. She gave them her seal of approval by sneaking one off to snuggle with. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4-1lniocr4v88IkkCJs9bzOEZdUX5zFkex07OkqMapLaYRgdC-ELjIDQkPC1-1h6Tsdwxy7F4IlgP53jq0b-3u81ECUd3g30eVYnMtktDSk3xo2-kjCXzljAeEatIZ-IujSUP8f9blZWvf-TGzxnlojmvLGX55miDl5jsbMaOvHJ3kk6dynvhTY7Vxoo/s2382/20240309_135755.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="2382" height="496" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4-1lniocr4v88IkkCJs9bzOEZdUX5zFkex07OkqMapLaYRgdC-ELjIDQkPC1-1h6Tsdwxy7F4IlgP53jq0b-3u81ECUd3g30eVYnMtktDSk3xo2-kjCXzljAeEatIZ-IujSUP8f9blZWvf-TGzxnlojmvLGX55miDl5jsbMaOvHJ3kk6dynvhTY7Vxoo/w640-h496/20240309_135755.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ahhh yes! The tiny squeakie duckie my favourite!</td></tr></tbody></table><p>River always seems to find the little duck or chicken leg first in all
the tiny toys. Sneaking one is inevitable and I always allow her to when
we're alone. She loves the tiny toys and is gentle with them when
no one else is around.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpHaA7lS0RlOfb7-LHVUc_2pDBrK0HDmY1eW9-FPeFSLAzjduaaVcEcouz1Y_jfcQKR5CVUqf7y0IrAbBonqzb1svjn6O9kWtdMUg1icmSKs95iOCZ1axmopePQbSe8XonDoHk9kYef0mkJ7A-3Yr7yfqT2dLyFInMJxObOSeXQvK-ivHdX7u7a5QpYEE/s1218/20240310_105953.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1218" data-original-width="1185" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpHaA7lS0RlOfb7-LHVUc_2pDBrK0HDmY1eW9-FPeFSLAzjduaaVcEcouz1Y_jfcQKR5CVUqf7y0IrAbBonqzb1svjn6O9kWtdMUg1icmSKs95iOCZ1axmopePQbSe8XonDoHk9kYef0mkJ7A-3Yr7yfqT2dLyFInMJxObOSeXQvK-ivHdX7u7a5QpYEE/w622-h640/20240310_105953.jpg" width="622" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River - "This is not a chicken leg or duckie. It's a tiny cow and I'm claiming it!"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: left;">When the toys and the living room are done we head done to the bedroom. Theirs always bedding, mats and covers to be washed. It's boring for River, so she decides to head out the door to rest in the sun. She lays on the heated mat watching the trees for
birds.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6mG0HghRyaLB9gT7pvqyPQKoJSXk-jNWsPpJYjfs5DHpA7H90E3QYixAeKpkttqpL3RXctaeUYehFF1yblkEiYOBKjwvAsi-A0haLPUo8fbbkal8VW0Dc9WDdWnXfpOgXzK3m0GIp95C3mVd7psk3ucFYBoifBL7IBWGwGcFlWKXmLHG5tojJLCNdBTw/s681/20240305_110648.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="454" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6mG0HghRyaLB9gT7pvqyPQKoJSXk-jNWsPpJYjfs5DHpA7H90E3QYixAeKpkttqpL3RXctaeUYehFF1yblkEiYOBKjwvAsi-A0haLPUo8fbbkal8VW0Dc9WDdWnXfpOgXzK3m0GIp95C3mVd7psk3ucFYBoifBL7IBWGwGcFlWKXmLHG5tojJLCNdBTw/w426-h640/20240305_110648.jpg" width="426" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River - "Why you staring at me? Is your work done lady?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn3cpjuN88IiyzCMhs5i3u1umcPLUg22QdBJilIhFIQY7s6VucaLN1kUMbxko1BXY-tP1NM_aMZ5PGoetby7qAlshOtZsMbvqamhM6onRUSkRwpgILclgc1f68TEbk71TKsmHFIBGOiGeiZ_K-7thJ-FWs6X9alspnXoJ6VBM_rC7cUN4GxrxFyP4Nnww/s681/20240305_110738.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="315" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn3cpjuN88IiyzCMhs5i3u1umcPLUg22QdBJilIhFIQY7s6VucaLN1kUMbxko1BXY-tP1NM_aMZ5PGoetby7qAlshOtZsMbvqamhM6onRUSkRwpgILclgc1f68TEbk71TKsmHFIBGOiGeiZ_K-7thJ-FWs6X9alspnXoJ6VBM_rC7cUN4GxrxFyP4Nnww/w296-h640/20240305_110738.jpg" width="296" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dare I say, the snow is melting fast. <br /> More birds will soon be here<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>I get the laundry started and sort out the bedding for this weeks little
visitors.
Karma, Chip, Maggie and Nugget would all be overnighters. They all need
warm, clean, private, and cozy spots. I have no idea if they'll be buddies or not. So in came the accommodations.<br />River came in to see if I was doing my chores right and gave it her seal of approval by checking out her fresh bedding. We are set! Bring on the littles.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnA3TLdIQbTAgGyhKnr5UzKDfg9FPZqMIVgHdLuMZWoNgCL-TlUGaptbT1HqQaEWYB26mmkHFbKZCn58KIKbxoMA91SEE_mZjie4llNk606WlUA3G9hUPJIaCa9mcbqjOAhq-GLsESktPi7sunvJRcxp6jUUtuaEjMu7yyWnd4dKjDm5lT1AkXTIDWh64/s1366/20240305_091551.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="526" data-original-width="1366" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnA3TLdIQbTAgGyhKnr5UzKDfg9FPZqMIVgHdLuMZWoNgCL-TlUGaptbT1HqQaEWYB26mmkHFbKZCn58KIKbxoMA91SEE_mZjie4llNk606WlUA3G9hUPJIaCa9mcbqjOAhq-GLsESktPi7sunvJRcxp6jUUtuaEjMu7yyWnd4dKjDm5lT1AkXTIDWh64/w640-h246/20240305_091551.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Are you paying your helpers in cookies?<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>Later that morning we had surprise objects suddenly appear in the yard. River
was the first to spot them and made off with one quicker than I could
see what it was. “Some sneaky person” had thrown a few brand-new toys into our
yard. He left one little squeaky squirrel hanging on the
gate post to watch me. Oh good grief I laughed. There was only one person who has done this before. A neighbour friend of Bailey's dad gets new toys often and has way to many, so she passes some on to Bailey. Who in turn passes them along to us!
Thank you, Mr. Bailey’s dad. You are a hoot! <br />The dogs are going to love them! <br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpD4Y7GkwKx7XIpUJI7u5y1wyfLrXpC8fldhLOQj3smAse-o1uherhZwxdLgfOpK7d7HauoKR0hBrN-lB5aqyLN1f3iebzmEejUFxfQrSEOvR2SVTVvmSsgl_KVf6qSJH2U81KP5FLv35uazczL1JRoe_YkriJ8bpU4iGPODIzDjGso3Tob7XrSMysgL8/s928/20240305_115036.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="928" height="470" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpD4Y7GkwKx7XIpUJI7u5y1wyfLrXpC8fldhLOQj3smAse-o1uherhZwxdLgfOpK7d7HauoKR0hBrN-lB5aqyLN1f3iebzmEejUFxfQrSEOvR2SVTVvmSsgl_KVf6qSJH2U81KP5FLv35uazczL1JRoe_YkriJ8bpU4iGPODIzDjGso3Tob7XrSMysgL8/w640-h470/20240305_115036.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River - "I think it must be my belated birthday present! They just dropped from the sky"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Hu_kRldMajMitMCbN0yHefLR_d8vpXbHezf2Gu0QJ8jNdcrOITy-fDjNIjXh72VKKBEPug19GYkAmJe1tRNS0cGmKEQFdm8gBKJmoZ_J5HLKaCqI-neZds_2nPKDOIarJbvHSOz3Inn3DKHCICFEYj9-iPUckQilhHxuUOotQw8CMOUfdraaUK99P7I/s681/20240305_114903.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="368" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Hu_kRldMajMitMCbN0yHefLR_d8vpXbHezf2Gu0QJ8jNdcrOITy-fDjNIjXh72VKKBEPug19GYkAmJe1tRNS0cGmKEQFdm8gBKJmoZ_J5HLKaCqI-neZds_2nPKDOIarJbvHSOz3Inn3DKHCICFEYj9-iPUckQilhHxuUOotQw8CMOUfdraaUK99P7I/w346-h640/20240305_114903.jpg" width="346" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mr. Sneaky left his squeaky squirrel friend calling card<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: left;">River loves to bury her toys and she zipped back and forth throughout the morning trying to find just the right hiding place for these new treasures.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeaAwZwS17iThu4dPjxLs2qlQ0ap-0vGvBU2tPl2sSyRkSy_FijP-T9EL3czUTszLVmAECStQOEykpZDy7OMqZoBwB0kU4RS0f-hLXbiXJmbZLb1VaGPlQz58YypIP9DVsjWDkUadv2FjKVtQrseY4DproLXNmEha1FilBO1EXhDhWjeh4tqSFXith1tE/s681/20240305_115000.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="671" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeaAwZwS17iThu4dPjxLs2qlQ0ap-0vGvBU2tPl2sSyRkSy_FijP-T9EL3czUTszLVmAECStQOEykpZDy7OMqZoBwB0kU4RS0f-hLXbiXJmbZLb1VaGPlQz58YypIP9DVsjWDkUadv2FjKVtQrseY4DproLXNmEha1FilBO1EXhDhWjeh4tqSFXith1tE/w630-h640/20240305_115000.jpg" width="630" /></a></div>If you watch her as she's found a spot, she zooms away and finds another hiding spot. She will carry a toy all day until she finally feels she's found the perfect place that no one has seen. Then she returns to take the next new toy and repeat her task. What a funny little girl. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiefTB_eLF5zrAFXhW6DEAj5DTF2PfuGUprI2su8fL89pcaZxqF5kE80oOfseeSyrg5gIBWWB3VR-PF6qbMKBP4t9q35uWiZCx8EzRJM3UJ-Z-_4Jxnq7t-4FPy5bhhShdC4Rqz0YB6lJElgyGoNCdoyLFeBYXGIUWOet4EjT3wQe5iTmuJXl8eVYtNblM/s1366/20240305_162602.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="631" data-original-width="1366" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiefTB_eLF5zrAFXhW6DEAj5DTF2PfuGUprI2su8fL89pcaZxqF5kE80oOfseeSyrg5gIBWWB3VR-PF6qbMKBP4t9q35uWiZCx8EzRJM3UJ-Z-_4Jxnq7t-4FPy5bhhShdC4Rqz0YB6lJElgyGoNCdoyLFeBYXGIUWOet4EjT3wQe5iTmuJXl8eVYtNblM/w640-h298/20240305_162602.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> <br /></td></tr></tbody></table>She never found the right place for the big yellow chip bag toy. It is just to large and the ground is still to frozen. Ah well. another time. Besides its not really one of her favourites. It's just new.<br /><br />River was still sneaking toys away even when Karma and Suzy arrived. They're not really interested and let her sneak away with a toy in her mouth. The new toys wont get a proper initiation until another visitor who loves toys arrives. Then it'll be a FUN day of race and tug and play for sure. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcIm3tC0M6qOTfllEeiKKLXtfVwbSQ03tyrIvOFLQbj7m2rxigInAzxsgxL_tZs-oHPwaDaLvZaMFA_yuaBiJSG31VYSQl2DOBNfoDxjeN2_IwT8VL2O875Ci9NRkPh5VYpLt73T1mIU8Eu8dV0FWqHYbEXgdpKYpTJYKt-fpIoGaOz6hqBo0FH0nK_-E/s1261/20240306_105440.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="1261" height="346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcIm3tC0M6qOTfllEeiKKLXtfVwbSQ03tyrIvOFLQbj7m2rxigInAzxsgxL_tZs-oHPwaDaLvZaMFA_yuaBiJSG31VYSQl2DOBNfoDxjeN2_IwT8VL2O875Ci9NRkPh5VYpLt73T1mIU8Eu8dV0FWqHYbEXgdpKYpTJYKt-fpIoGaOz6hqBo0FH0nK_-E/w640-h346/20240306_105440.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River, Suzy and Karma enjoying the last of the snow oblivious to the new toys. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: left;">The thrill of the new toys wears off quickly and before long Karma notices the balls and his day begins. Balls seem to be his toy of choice. I gather as many balls as I see around and up the sloped backyard we go. It's perfect
for playing ball. I keep a plastic bin in the shed filled with balls
where I initially sit and throw them. For some dogs including these two,
I sometimes have to retrieve them myself. Once all the balls are
thrown, I head to the lattice solar frame and gather the ones I just threw.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8gPflB4xgQ2POvgj4uPVOP3Al1HMLTZdXVSOqceCV8IPnhjyQrE6tsKaw3HSlsy58xSRxzMnTeJkj2c_X64QWYBHPFA9QX0AyENN_iBeVko4pWgy5-72P5543VId6MeD20tOT2Jgz35Cy-X1t1oXaoMP-qdNELqwp0vefLxFURxu6sYZ4g25DptCriuc/s1366/20240306_085159.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="631" data-original-width="1366" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8gPflB4xgQ2POvgj4uPVOP3Al1HMLTZdXVSOqceCV8IPnhjyQrE6tsKaw3HSlsy58xSRxzMnTeJkj2c_X64QWYBHPFA9QX0AyENN_iBeVko4pWgy5-72P5543VId6MeD20tOT2Jgz35Cy-X1t1oXaoMP-qdNELqwp0vefLxFURxu6sYZ4g25DptCriuc/w640-h296/20240306_085159.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River - "Hurry up Lady. Why you not throw another ball?"<br />Karma - "Maybe she checking for cookies?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: left;">Throwing them up hill makes more sense of course, so they can roll back to me. That's where I usually stand for the rest of playtime.</p></div><div><center><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/iIQGnkw7OwI?si=7Vbw-zEq4CSqOddL" width="480"></iframe></center><br />Running back and forth and up and down the hill is quite a work out for 11 year old Karma. In just a short time he's had enough and it's rest time. <br />Karma, River and Suzy Q are part of my 100% recall buddies. When I call, "house-time," they are THERE! We head indoors and they easily find a comfortable spot to lay down. It's going to be a quiet day. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ1x3lSiDPACUsfyh7oR_EnwfsP_dPYuupHNCg3zYVC85t90tPcJ8K1caKjlVqrXoLD7gSsCnYtco8-MxzqtWWDa648__VOqFhvj9EK27Mop3qf_015_VRDiUB5EJYFMLBcTKBCw-9FBOWXcuaJ5WmsjUhydqzrnP8oYhuk_6Cps0MaI1kL3gxbwdTyv0/s931/20240306_085926.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="931" height="468" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ1x3lSiDPACUsfyh7oR_EnwfsP_dPYuupHNCg3zYVC85t90tPcJ8K1caKjlVqrXoLD7gSsCnYtco8-MxzqtWWDa648__VOqFhvj9EK27Mop3qf_015_VRDiUB5EJYFMLBcTKBCw-9FBOWXcuaJ5WmsjUhydqzrnP8oYhuk_6Cps0MaI1kL3gxbwdTyv0/w640-h468/20240306_085926.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma and River take turns sleeping on the lounge. They often share it.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div>This time Karma gets the lounge and River finds a different place to rest.<br /><p style="text-align: center;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhspS0hlGgYNUm2ImVWbzmLIit3mQ2HpPG8n8PVctEWjgVIhqVsvrfRDqlyiwTyX9S7saHHdGOVIr0FTPXX5WXMwLmESoc1WZCb3vQCZMahERzVkA7dkrIPPmiXXguSlIjMi-aJaotJ3aFrWdfvwPa3Wr8eAfPtxR50Q1nuzV3NjOc9Np0TA_82MEClM7s/s680/Karma%20lounge.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="680" data-original-width="402" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhspS0hlGgYNUm2ImVWbzmLIit3mQ2HpPG8n8PVctEWjgVIhqVsvrfRDqlyiwTyX9S7saHHdGOVIr0FTPXX5WXMwLmESoc1WZCb3vQCZMahERzVkA7dkrIPPmiXXguSlIjMi-aJaotJ3aFrWdfvwPa3Wr8eAfPtxR50Q1nuzV3NjOc9Np0TA_82MEClM7s/w378-h640/Karma%20lounge.jpg" width="378" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ahh rest time. My favourite<br /></td></tr></tbody></table> Not everyone goes to sleep right away. It takes Suzy Q longer. She has a little toss 'n tumble play with a toy before she snoozes. That doesn't seem to bother River too much. She just likes the company. <br /><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaqkpB8tCeKqj1k3cI2UfP9RUarnP0uoe9s7K8v_T0yYEXwwdDda9Q6lJAwgZgjKi19Ue2t7AAC8iCuFWyyU8J1Qsug73WivMuitrhSt91hwrADf1LMMTbk1zufBsxfgxK2T9R3tVg-w9LCMVnyIhuDACmWtp5dK4b9N43LxFtvPxXkfQBsNHEKkUG54Q/s1366/20240308_105448.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="631" data-original-width="1366" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaqkpB8tCeKqj1k3cI2UfP9RUarnP0uoe9s7K8v_T0yYEXwwdDda9Q6lJAwgZgjKi19Ue2t7AAC8iCuFWyyU8J1Qsug73WivMuitrhSt91hwrADf1LMMTbk1zufBsxfgxK2T9R3tVg-w9LCMVnyIhuDACmWtp5dK4b9N43LxFtvPxXkfQBsNHEKkUG54Q/w640-h296/20240308_105448.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>The rest of the afternoon the toys are forgotten and it's mainly a relaxing day until bedtime. The toys will wait for another day. Another couple of visitors will have their fun with them. <br />I'll be sorting through all the 'big toys' soon and many won't be making the cut. <br />New toys are on the horizon! <br />I think Karma doesn't care as long as I keep my hands in my pocket. I wonder what he dreams of?<br />Toys, or . . . <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWxHfYKKBzASctaHraU6KafZebimYYggPkbnjlSXOGYUbXo0ZCkklVZifs1RN1w-3zX8H38HoIhYEaXGmJ_6MfLV-rKA_Cc85n10km1bIGy9KSE_0L8I5O1aH7Ag0GVBSzBrEHUDk8z7oWX0JGMtUHFbYz4Gc26NY7_luhTTPdHh4zgYK68iKU9mIYfks/s1115/20240306_201532.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="1115" height="390" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWxHfYKKBzASctaHraU6KafZebimYYggPkbnjlSXOGYUbXo0ZCkklVZifs1RN1w-3zX8H38HoIhYEaXGmJ_6MfLV-rKA_Cc85n10km1bIGy9KSE_0L8I5O1aH7Ag0GVBSzBrEHUDk8z7oWX0JGMtUHFbYz4Gc26NY7_luhTTPdHh4zgYK68iKU9mIYfks/w640-h390/20240306_201532.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma dreams - " I wonder if my mom will be home tomorrow?"</td></tr></tbody></table></div>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-27114976209866715482024-03-10T07:24:00.000-07:002024-03-11T03:41:07.191-07:00Saying Farewell is Never Easy<div>Already more than a week ago, 3 1/2 year old Sage and her mom stopped in to say a farewell. They are moving out of town and won't be visiting us for daycare. It took me a while to get through writing this post. It was an emotional time and I took a few moments in between photos to pause and remember Sage's visits. <br />We are very sad to see them leave but we know they'll have a wonderful life and meet a brand new pack of buddy's.
It was a day when Bailey, River, and Ruby were all visiting. This is Sage's farewell photo with three of her very good buddies. Little did they understand it was probably the last photo of them here altogether before Sage heads off on a new adventure. <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="4000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIQvVCwDbv4oE3IndgUNxoGKVZf_paDFLg0mhmsHqqA3f85wEkzfU8XESgWe24hu2Y3b86u8yNav4dbFjvFoBBEMJ2ZL99y6ltWCRhLqBeSnc6gXtC1_VaJvm-k3C5WiwcWBUD5MFFpAZ1a3ktt0_CVri0OCwgZ2blOuf8dm3Z8s6RBLkNOP4XCrwJNeg/s600/20240302_155933.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="600" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby - "Why you leabin' us Sagey? We gonna' miss you."<br />Bailey - "We're going to give her a prezzie right?"<br />River - "Can we share her good bye cookies?"</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkjqcbrFPjowgc6hT_sUb6rdMYgVkbISO3-nYkR2YRSez5ouMRKL4lo4CPt_a2R72_y8R-xxQlknOp79_rfkKkJuFhu_YMSyjmuvTcfBM38aUpOhg85a_dRt5jommLxv8l15cemZJ_tb8mh3evNRNHYIAHw7OLUyn401CYm73ZQJxZYBs9FkWp3ibl3g4/s640/1Puppy%20Sage.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkjqcbrFPjowgc6hT_sUb6rdMYgVkbISO3-nYkR2YRSez5ouMRKL4lo4CPt_a2R72_y8R-xxQlknOp79_rfkKkJuFhu_YMSyjmuvTcfBM38aUpOhg85a_dRt5jommLxv8l15cemZJ_tb8mh3evNRNHYIAHw7OLUyn401CYm73ZQJxZYBs9FkWp3ibl3g4/s320/1Puppy%20Sage.jpg" width="240" /></a>We first met Sage in the Summer of 2020. She was just 8 weeks old. This tiny little chocolate border collie came to visit us with a friend who would soon become her very best buddy, Miss Hazel. <br />Even though Sage was so young, her mom wanted us to meet her and let me know, she would be applying for daycare when the time was right, and her little bundle of energy was old enough. <br />Oh my goodness I melted. This little bundle of fluff captured our hearts FULL ON! <br />My heart also said, "OMG not another puppy!" A purebred Border Collie, Oh man! <br /><p></p><p></p><p>When her time for a M&G came along she was only 8 months old. A fluffy girl, full of confidence and mischief. She had her little nose into everything and although she was small, she demanded that the other dogs love her and do zoomies with her, right now! <br /> She wouldn't come for a full day of daycare for another few months, but when she did she was raring to meet new friends.</p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCt2PGhT53iG0JNfsc6qBQynGZ7QS0BW9Fv73a8TuPeuWtVRd3arHDPLlE_xeVkKSTpXJoK7l6_DMF2LuJDMVf_Q6Xf-rre9Z9Rc4R-eb7ovHpwHk_3NFLmv5NMTZlqYuVAFBpQIKDWS8qVD92z5QFsf9edBnWWxdtsYA10CKyzCyFlGPTOYcMsxaagsw/s464/2Puppy%20Sage%20crop.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="437" data-original-width="464" height="602" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCt2PGhT53iG0JNfsc6qBQynGZ7QS0BW9Fv73a8TuPeuWtVRd3arHDPLlE_xeVkKSTpXJoK7l6_DMF2LuJDMVf_Q6Xf-rre9Z9Rc4R-eb7ovHpwHk_3NFLmv5NMTZlqYuVAFBpQIKDWS8qVD92z5QFsf9edBnWWxdtsYA10CKyzCyFlGPTOYcMsxaagsw/w640-h602/2Puppy%20Sage%20crop.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage - "Come on mom! Let's get going!"<br />The daycare dogs are waiting to meet me!"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>She often came with her friend Miss Hazel and the two of them became a bonded daycare pair very soon. Sage made many other friends over the short 3 years she was here. Those friends are definitely going to miss her fun games. We really
hope one day she'll drop back in to play. Until that time, we know she's
going to make a lot of new friends and she'll be seeing her old best
buddy Miss Hazel. Yay Sage.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQtIPxwZse1IOGNTLxq38glmLNh-fVHwa86G-pXgIe-JHa_8qlB0EBEtNgXZXHmM57X-kYvKIq4i9Oyk1z0xsdy50I3hT3s3G41w8UyxxCjNh_8czRcnaIgChr8c95B1y8Uww-WzO0pAUz0y6Pdckr7lgnNcsJzyF-DwcA_4uIC5nne0KEWSNNJa2peW8/s480/off%20to%20daycare%20with%20hazel.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="480" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQtIPxwZse1IOGNTLxq38glmLNh-fVHwa86G-pXgIe-JHa_8qlB0EBEtNgXZXHmM57X-kYvKIq4i9Oyk1z0xsdy50I3hT3s3G41w8UyxxCjNh_8czRcnaIgChr8c95B1y8Uww-WzO0pAUz0y6Pdckr7lgnNcsJzyF-DwcA_4uIC5nne0KEWSNNJa2peW8/w640-h480/off%20to%20daycare%20with%20hazel.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage - "Do you think they'll like me Hazel?"<br />Hazel - "Yes, Sagey, they'll love you"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Sage could often be seen doing some of the same things Hazel had done on her previous visits. Playing hide n seek under the lounge was a favourite. When I couldn't see where she was, I only had to move the lounge a bit to reveal her sweet face. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBatAnFu8OCAyCUC79Ef91GDYRGnnYDYQasccT_jXdFf6LBICl0rpEYq3oeu7zNzdUziW87Xs8QRQyOwB479DYJQRDfRP86Lz-hhWY6VtS6Ez3tIjYFy6AQsYN-iD0KadTSPADZHFQxdFuPb2FrA8dxF1lPhYi7I1uyi_LKEk9rplfitkZ-uLH4OPkDvA/s1086/under.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="814" data-original-width="1086" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBatAnFu8OCAyCUC79Ef91GDYRGnnYDYQasccT_jXdFf6LBICl0rpEYq3oeu7zNzdUziW87Xs8QRQyOwB479DYJQRDfRP86Lz-hhWY6VtS6Ez3tIjYFy6AQsYN-iD0KadTSPADZHFQxdFuPb2FrA8dxF1lPhYi7I1uyi_LKEk9rplfitkZ-uLH4OPkDvA/w640-h480/under.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage - "Leeb me alone. I tryin' to sleep here."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Sage made friends easily and there weren't many times I had to separate her. If she was separated it was because of her excitement and the other's reluctance to participate in her high energy games. After all, she had learned many lessons from her wonderful daycare mentor, Miss Hazel. <br />They were often the first to arrive and started my day with a the biggest smile and a warm glow in my heart. What a way to begin my days. <br />Video - <a href="https://youtu.be/dwM75TMFuo8?si=R01I7x697nEkR5Kp" target="_blank">Good Morning Sage & Hazel </a><center><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/dwM75TMFuo8?si=R01I7x697nEkR5Kp" style="background-image: url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/dwM75TMFuo8/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"></iframe></center><p>Another one of Sage's most favourite friends was the fun loving Lupin. They were friends out of daycare as well and when they visited for play days, the other dogs had to clear an area for them. Like Hazel, Lupin has also moved away. We miss them so much!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFzg9L-8EK87qnJsY6QrQkVUCXWG9rZTifhEkm1WSTewNt8Lo9Ad9XnBffeBHFvQmdLzP1px-Q3hx-CXTlceiUd328HvyYtvMEkTIOsOrq1fSfCIg3_tddaDlDG4haRsH-PtK84Sl0i1IV_qC7gLmTyvcnmL21zv2zCKXQXKlRGd8cHbHVa0EZuB1DGN8/s817/tug.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="613" data-original-width="817" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFzg9L-8EK87qnJsY6QrQkVUCXWG9rZTifhEkm1WSTewNt8Lo9Ad9XnBffeBHFvQmdLzP1px-Q3hx-CXTlceiUd328HvyYtvMEkTIOsOrq1fSfCIg3_tddaDlDG4haRsH-PtK84Sl0i1IV_qC7gLmTyvcnmL21zv2zCKXQXKlRGd8cHbHVa0EZuB1DGN8/w640-h480/tug.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Video - <a href="https://youtu.be/xhTNEk6Jv7E?si=d4P2e46POPB1GAcD">Tug Team Sage & Lupin </a><br /></p><center></center><center></center><center><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/xhTNEk6Jv7E?si=d4P2e46POPB1GAcD" width="480"></iframe></center>
Each time Sage arrived at daycare she made sure to say a polite hello to Our Royal Lady May before any others. There was never a time when Sage missed an opportunity to show respect and to give out a daily dose of ear washes to everyone. Lady May always asked her to stop but really didn't seem to mean it.
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Even though Sage was a high energy, active girl, she knew how to show proper respect to her seniors and never crossed that line. I would often keep her on lead, when others may not approve of Sage's kisses and face washes. She seemed to understand, being on lead meant there might be a safety issue and she curbed her advances. Our late Marchioness lil Molly could be a bit tough with new youngsters, but Sage won her heart over in no time at all. <br /> <br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT93b9cq5j2jlh-u5gz65XiLHaWJGa5TWgcfgFwXFdV_OPxCoxtRrV5RoMaOM_IOF5cD_LOsQFqkDRuW8NNloN1-BW_UMgHJ8hq2UkL5c0dnkTYAW_lNf6p2ceqOxVbwsTcPsjUsQ9zBcW1akMbkj_zHy9CpIKKFp-Y6xpBZKgNKTKT-s6bWDSAKTp0EM/s825/polite%20approach.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="825" data-original-width="619" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT93b9cq5j2jlh-u5gz65XiLHaWJGa5TWgcfgFwXFdV_OPxCoxtRrV5RoMaOM_IOF5cD_LOsQFqkDRuW8NNloN1-BW_UMgHJ8hq2UkL5c0dnkTYAW_lNf6p2ceqOxVbwsTcPsjUsQ9zBcW1akMbkj_zHy9CpIKKFp-Y6xpBZKgNKTKT-s6bWDSAKTp0EM/w480-h640/polite%20approach.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage - "Look! I bring you a toy!"<br />lil Molly - "Yes, ok but dont kiss me."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFIU0RHtwSqjz_GRJedhyphenhyphen_fTVXUjcW8arvDG33z_Z0tmgPcfA5t6oc6kKe31AMm1xIqe_kOWeQy6YYvoDjVzIRPN5S_7IZI3k9FcKi_ruHJrxZoYXlp5_ctACoddUNlfS1QXpPoFmzeiVSHtjz9K4LkAYg7A0fTeP6L1GX6SiAWZsbfcqmGaXv6ewTxM/s817/lil%20molly.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="613" data-original-width="817" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFIU0RHtwSqjz_GRJedhyphenhyphen_fTVXUjcW8arvDG33z_Z0tmgPcfA5t6oc6kKe31AMm1xIqe_kOWeQy6YYvoDjVzIRPN5S_7IZI3k9FcKi_ruHJrxZoYXlp5_ctACoddUNlfS1QXpPoFmzeiVSHtjz9K4LkAYg7A0fTeP6L1GX6SiAWZsbfcqmGaXv6ewTxM/w640-h480/lil%20molly.png" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">lil Molly - "Okay maybe just a little kiss."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: left;">Sage loved so many different styles of play. When she had others to play with, she was a very happy girl. She certainly had favourite toys, but really, she seemed to love all at her disposal. She would go straight for the bins and picked out her favourite for that hour. She'd return often and chose another, leaving the scattered remains around the house and yard. Such a monkey. <br />It used to be a task for me to decide what Christmas present to give, because she loved so many. Balls, squeakers, stuffies, chew toys, tug toys. They all had Sage's mark on them. <br />Her favourites finally became balls. She would carry one in her mouth and play with a second. She'd wait for me to throw one and zoom after it while carrying her chosen one. When she caught up with it, she pawed at it and looked to me to come get it and throw it again for her. Such a funny girl. When I played ball with the others, she only ever ran close by them and never picked up the one being thrown or played with. She just wanted to RUN! (with a ball in her mouth) Such a sweet girl. <br />She loved to share her toys and would often invite another buddy to play. <br /><img border="0" data-original-height="3468" data-original-width="4624" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRleQsXz3R2VuKp3YL6WEA18w1UGE16M3ptYmQZrfo_hmKusunXGcV-jeoOIIYnyYexPNd8vCuXv2n71QdfTI7lCP8mTYJOonQtCkuoFTt8Mj6FZxF9bkb72wxjKk9NHMap0jXJAEtOypXIH2-wZEfvOeVWIGsAZMOWytqGvTIziWVp8MaMaBnih434mw/w640-h480/Toys%20May%2023%202021%20(11).jpg" width="640" /></p><p>She had her work cut out for her with Khione.
Khione didn't care much for the toys and would often rather get some
respite from her puppy brother. That didn't stop Sage from offering even though it seldom worked.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiydshsNwimGUJce9kovax4gjYBwAOnSuWCb3Q220npaIgwL3WIWNO4e1Rg7VrOllm8mw921Fx9F18B8cYAvrz3kLDRqkItLMbmHhMhjvm62s5ZVNN1Wj7BPJJQTZx4-hYZpNilDYagLh2QQTlE29vfrfPzGSe1Z2-jwHvYYxa_Kz50IKsgEmo8UuqgJ3Y/s910/khione.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="682" data-original-width="910" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiydshsNwimGUJce9kovax4gjYBwAOnSuWCb3Q220npaIgwL3WIWNO4e1Rg7VrOllm8mw921Fx9F18B8cYAvrz3kLDRqkItLMbmHhMhjvm62s5ZVNN1Wj7BPJJQTZx4-hYZpNilDYagLh2QQTlE29vfrfPzGSe1Z2-jwHvYYxa_Kz50IKsgEmo8UuqgJ3Y/w640-h480/khione.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage - "I'll hold on to the toy for later then. After you had a rest can we zoom?"<br />Khione - "Maybe."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>The pool was a favourite summer fun time. She ruled the pool and dared
anyone to try to get a toy. She was always two paws in waiting for it to
be filled and the toys to be added. Oskar never really cared for the
pool but brother Bentley waited right along side of Sage.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJO4eGzvvcflLRZM0KRsyRNCFAx7t3kseNxNkq5MPUg0PcK6B0qetF-b7vNY5J8Z3u8L808DLKIeKMIZ4iyp0aCekMUHrBSe5gF-FbQnsZXIPlJPoO4i9-DUCa0noxF1R99_2tI4k6ShHBAbpFBXfLnYfs3T7PS4Zr-86XNZ-AhrFxJ62K7C-qZ5C-ZOk/s1211/OskarBailey.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="682" data-original-width="1211" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJO4eGzvvcflLRZM0KRsyRNCFAx7t3kseNxNkq5MPUg0PcK6B0qetF-b7vNY5J8Z3u8L808DLKIeKMIZ4iyp0aCekMUHrBSe5gF-FbQnsZXIPlJPoO4i9-DUCa0noxF1R99_2tI4k6ShHBAbpFBXfLnYfs3T7PS4Zr-86XNZ-AhrFxJ62K7C-qZ5C-ZOk/w640-h360/OskarBailey.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage - "When the toys come in I get first pick ok?<br />Bentley - " Ummm mayyy be..."<br />Oskar - "Not the balls though. I get the balls!"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Step brother Loki and Lupin would just bide their time. They knew Sage would soon
get tired of waiting and need to zoom. The pool was a great past time but it still didn't beat a good game of chase.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ZbWRtVDeRkl3C4-x4j3_bKOOIiGsD7qrGgb7TyD0TyoLFnDpZrY-CpCfUHMoOgHo7fz06XUZcnyk6a0IL17ppkpy57otAVC97v34OddRAD78l6CtVeyfKr_358c44MdqacsY55UYz3YOI6YZkgKY32vZN8d10ukh4W_nl7BAEFsYNY5FvrlX68fEMoQ/s2000/pool%20trio.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ZbWRtVDeRkl3C4-x4j3_bKOOIiGsD7qrGgb7TyD0TyoLFnDpZrY-CpCfUHMoOgHo7fz06XUZcnyk6a0IL17ppkpy57otAVC97v34OddRAD78l6CtVeyfKr_358c44MdqacsY55UYz3YOI6YZkgKY32vZN8d10ukh4W_nl7BAEFsYNY5FvrlX68fEMoQ/w640-h360/pool%20trio.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><div style="text-align: left;">When senior Cash came to visit, she always respected him and simply followed him around on his daily walk about. This time with buddy Kona. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheppRxB-NZQcHbjrzfaUogGGhGkWrSCy6hUy5fPMaK15N5QQG20bQhdPiyVy8WlkUr2GjeIaYiQvgK16udDBCL1o4gvymYhCt6cYD6BKJTVgglkNj2NB-kY0xopE5no0PoDkqrd1FYE04k7XtwZtMoRGuNcANcS8nD5uc1hVG1rVR-ml5HXYXPF4P_t-Q/s2014/Kona%20cash%20sage.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1155" data-original-width="2014" height="368" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheppRxB-NZQcHbjrzfaUogGGhGkWrSCy6hUy5fPMaK15N5QQG20bQhdPiyVy8WlkUr2GjeIaYiQvgK16udDBCL1o4gvymYhCt6cYD6BKJTVgglkNj2NB-kY0xopE5no0PoDkqrd1FYE04k7XtwZtMoRGuNcANcS8nD5uc1hVG1rVR-ml5HXYXPF4P_t-Q/w640-h368/Kona%20cash%20sage.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;">The recent best buddies for rough and tumble tug or chase or zoomies were Bailey and River. When they were together there was no stopping the fun! <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzI_zIAULVDh2nG1f5DXBjvGxj4V6wIb5gX3m1y9W2HgX7K0HibzTczJzTry_leGX7Z_tJp2K8ziN-TaVaie-0eNZPDbQg9gKTjZSlMYQhV6ky4tiicGRgXMIHSusXCMFOJbtAVbFQOox5xAJU-f3T3aKZnuFVZhjBdKOhM1IA8JjPr6cnEWpinWFrqMs/s1770/River%20happy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1770" data-original-width="1126" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzI_zIAULVDh2nG1f5DXBjvGxj4V6wIb5gX3m1y9W2HgX7K0HibzTczJzTry_leGX7Z_tJp2K8ziN-TaVaie-0eNZPDbQg9gKTjZSlMYQhV6ky4tiicGRgXMIHSusXCMFOJbtAVbFQOox5xAJU-f3T3aKZnuFVZhjBdKOhM1IA8JjPr6cnEWpinWFrqMs/w406-h640/River%20happy.jpg" width="406" /></a></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Ruby joined that fun trio once her and Sage had decided they were 'okay'
together. It took a bit of slow easy separated days but by the time Sage
was moving Ruby had become one of her best buddies, and a worthy tug opponent. Isn't it always the
way!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjAZEq6Rf-w91JD09yl7heQiNlX0XnVHENUEenO0mB2hyphenhyphen8xIXDq5BMx2RqKv7_Z_cC9HDQoTwkQQhp2_N3A4kI60fjy0aiW-w4_myYvsHdCNlw9z3rL3l4RW0wA0rwjlkZajrBjEEAq2ujghSqqJKS6TJpbWQ0wlyUGIyZR1Vd51QbZJBCywIdLm2CMYs/s4000/20240218_093501.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="4000" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjAZEq6Rf-w91JD09yl7heQiNlX0XnVHENUEenO0mB2hyphenhyphen8xIXDq5BMx2RqKv7_Z_cC9HDQoTwkQQhp2_N3A4kI60fjy0aiW-w4_myYvsHdCNlw9z3rL3l4RW0wA0rwjlkZajrBjEEAq2ujghSqqJKS6TJpbWQ0wlyUGIyZR1Vd51QbZJBCywIdLm2CMYs/w640-h296/20240218_093501.jpg" width="640" /></a><br /></div><div><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Size never mattered to Sage. She may be small in stature but she made up for it in agility and determination. Henry was truly one of her worthy tug opponents. She rarely lost the tug game with him. He would drop to the ground and eventually lose his grip and Sage would be the winner once again. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Fa0FW_rOgRJa3S823Hhj7pB59Gcmnl4BxdEwOGDm1DPPPe6utiCC6cFGg7g-A-GU2UbALbIRvEjRCrzv51q9AXSt8ybpYmS1xFd-ULMJEXapltmuGP-NTecK9kBJIENOlxYzIkNHFtDEPKYuhUyitJPjUefkDslHeq5q4T3_su5U7uPXBfn1AzhHkrw/s817/henry.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="613" data-original-width="817" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Fa0FW_rOgRJa3S823Hhj7pB59Gcmnl4BxdEwOGDm1DPPPe6utiCC6cFGg7g-A-GU2UbALbIRvEjRCrzv51q9AXSt8ybpYmS1xFd-ULMJEXapltmuGP-NTecK9kBJIENOlxYzIkNHFtDEPKYuhUyitJPjUefkDslHeq5q4T3_su5U7uPXBfn1AzhHkrw/w640-h480/henry.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage- "You may as well give up Henry. Im no quitter."<br />Henry - "Just let me readjust my grip okay?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>There wasn't always a young, energetic buddy to play with visiting. Sometimes it was a seniors day or week. That didn't bother Sage. She fit in to what ever the days dynamic was. A ruff, tuff game of tug, or a quiet lazy lay in sun/shade day. Sage was such a loving easy dog to provide for. <br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQXeb_uxCQGBhlvMsVqJtO_stLZZO4dYkZYzebcpAzVqcOESwLAxQbizLmKju5LAvUV67Pt9Un1xG7D-wXTDFMOYbo6-fvgGMsuikyRTUfSAMk5I18eQJLHtHTT74nhTZTOio0vTmNG0s5Mwh609uPB4QwMakz3mbSA2_PNIuw8S3YRVmYqPIvJeQ0fTI/s977/bailey%20tug.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="977" height="446" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQXeb_uxCQGBhlvMsVqJtO_stLZZO4dYkZYzebcpAzVqcOESwLAxQbizLmKju5LAvUV67Pt9Un1xG7D-wXTDFMOYbo6-fvgGMsuikyRTUfSAMk5I18eQJLHtHTT74nhTZTOio0vTmNG0s5Mwh609uPB4QwMakz3mbSA2_PNIuw8S3YRVmYqPIvJeQ0fTI/w640-h446/bailey%20tug.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage - "Come on Bailey. give me all ya got!"<br />Bailey - "Okie doke. You asked for it!"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>
<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRt7lYWN3D6a8OWzJd99yZwfqxxsC5Ec0i7w7wt2v7yG5TsnTlctxXqVCBsB4qKprmYQUKdNJk0mkrwrP9uslfmENGPymcbAcCp31iyKMg1oOoTdDE1WQEXm43zIHIWxv2zqq1dOW5ZUFeKOlRsp_nC6G29sCtp0uOKqkx4VLWwlCEB1pytcy-rRGJMuE/s681/seniors.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="511" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRt7lYWN3D6a8OWzJd99yZwfqxxsC5Ec0i7w7wt2v7yG5TsnTlctxXqVCBsB4qKprmYQUKdNJk0mkrwrP9uslfmENGPymcbAcCp31iyKMg1oOoTdDE1WQEXm43zIHIWxv2zqq1dOW5ZUFeKOlRsp_nC6G29sCtp0uOKqkx4VLWwlCEB1pytcy-rRGJMuE/w480-h640/seniors.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage spends a quiet day with seniors, <br />Miss Sadie. Sir Cash, Lady May.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></div><p>Even when she was a little hesitant to meet newcomer, Coco, Sage kept an open mind and tried her best to make him her buddy. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6fiYfKJ5ldQYu2cCVj3wLa7uhJ95Edg1tCzOf8DsXqcELR9jmf22oWsq3VZ9c8QNCh1hbIZqWp7LR0h0VZZI0NusveCnGBx73_sQiL3A-48ouGp5R0ONOQCeJ6UZZSg_4laJ_a2OoxVDPmIftmjczMK1AGxuloHTlht17VZXjWqi8HjWSuBLv04uOh0/s898/watch%20coco.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="898" height="486" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6fiYfKJ5ldQYu2cCVj3wLa7uhJ95Edg1tCzOf8DsXqcELR9jmf22oWsq3VZ9c8QNCh1hbIZqWp7LR0h0VZZI0NusveCnGBx73_sQiL3A-48ouGp5R0ONOQCeJ6UZZSg_4laJ_a2OoxVDPmIftmjczMK1AGxuloHTlht17VZXjWqi8HjWSuBLv04uOh0/w640-h486/watch%20coco.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage - "errrmm, I fink maybe I'll keep my distance from you."<br />Coco - "No, really, I'm a friendly guy. You'll eventually love me." <br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Unfortunately Sir Coco moved away before a true friendship could blossom. I know it would have. <br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnZzv4ZfR3KTAG5_a9K1NA-WtVwILXedtj0vlNt7R8ETg7zrOKl-62IeUU7KpywmmNTuLwyEFXvLadesmd77dlGFbCcMHk14l0Xsfy8FGNOQtUHDaEGzp4uNK2BaK7TraGgh3Io5W3iZTPEEkP_yTnWEbSiWx2jCqop2jHkA64GZ3xx9oi7wadWTRZTDY/s1210/coco%20ball.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="1210" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnZzv4ZfR3KTAG5_a9K1NA-WtVwILXedtj0vlNt7R8ETg7zrOKl-62IeUU7KpywmmNTuLwyEFXvLadesmd77dlGFbCcMHk14l0Xsfy8FGNOQtUHDaEGzp4uNK2BaK7TraGgh3Io5W3iZTPEEkP_yTnWEbSiWx2jCqop2jHkA64GZ3xx9oi7wadWTRZTDY/w640-h360/coco%20ball.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage - "Okay, Loki, you distract him and I'll grab the ball."<br />Loki - "Hello Sir Coco, I love your fluffy ears."<br />Coco - "You can't distract me from my ball so don't even try."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Our extended pack and household will truly miss our Miss Sagey poo and her mom. Sage and her mom became a part of our family that gave our hearts a warm feeling when we visited. I will miss our drop/off pick/up chats and all the laughs and giggles we had discussing Sage's daily antics. Oh my goodness how we laughed. She was such a delightful visitor. <br />I'm certain they will have fantastic adventures and can't wait for a few updates as they travel along on their journey. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsufzus6UtpBl1-n8A-Nc65OnxORzKnRwo8iXbUP82vE3CozEwwU0XLq_dV3Rt-tL3fNuAwDTjAP3oilh-QEjk1VaVlxx32MIzG_FjY6EqP6SDTqH5WdxxHoJgaohz0xzVzkaxClq6WRKbItCjkys4U10iAbK7_jkNyeCdaXFhnkcsON7s1WfULmcclPg/s1366/leaviing.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="631" data-original-width="1366" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsufzus6UtpBl1-n8A-Nc65OnxORzKnRwo8iXbUP82vE3CozEwwU0XLq_dV3Rt-tL3fNuAwDTjAP3oilh-QEjk1VaVlxx32MIzG_FjY6EqP6SDTqH5WdxxHoJgaohz0xzVzkaxClq6WRKbItCjkys4U10iAbK7_jkNyeCdaXFhnkcsON7s1WfULmcclPg/w640-h296/leaviing.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A snowy farewell day. Sage is oblivious this is her last day with us. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8C7ACXHOo57tVcKBB-hxeoTcvjR6cwzVMySMMZdd_rCHtKHAh1EkjfNT2tUlhRPYJjPq_kKhLc74c6mryCfQm7-QnHO9udrFuWeszjH2rEEJESJC608hAAuMJHiIUwLBymn7rl1S7fjw4M88EY11wtjfBoSyRD5OkU9fG8AO6c8TK2xW7PdUTAHkqu3c/s1366/+%20mom.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="631" data-original-width="1366" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8C7ACXHOo57tVcKBB-hxeoTcvjR6cwzVMySMMZdd_rCHtKHAh1EkjfNT2tUlhRPYJjPq_kKhLc74c6mryCfQm7-QnHO9udrFuWeszjH2rEEJESJC608hAAuMJHiIUwLBymn7rl1S7fjw4M88EY11wtjfBoSyRD5OkU9fG8AO6c8TK2xW7PdUTAHkqu3c/w640-h296/+%20mom.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Be a good girl for mommy sweetheart. She's going to need your support on the long journey.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mYkh9RgAfGH2RmbSH0M152GLMNcqr9Xb-lWj_9UU2fjug5lP4kW5SiNYBfvdxvtKCPN9-oV9TqI7vqT3vH07XhsAiyGdkNa9x0HwZtWkFn470jn3JDJ8Jxja9Db0xj3viUMqx5ciP50vD8l5Y_QyhHX3B8L73QrfM8o4axeA5NDEP46iswLl1PzZyhQ/s1366/plus%20us.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="631" data-original-width="1366" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mYkh9RgAfGH2RmbSH0M152GLMNcqr9Xb-lWj_9UU2fjug5lP4kW5SiNYBfvdxvtKCPN9-oV9TqI7vqT3vH07XhsAiyGdkNa9x0HwZtWkFn470jn3JDJ8Jxja9Db0xj3viUMqx5ciP50vD8l5Y_QyhHX3B8L73QrfM8o4axeA5NDEP46iswLl1PzZyhQ/w640-h296/plus%20us.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Saying have a wonderful journey to Sage who's probably thinking - "Why you so sad. Let's PLAY!"</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Sage was one of the many who LOVED dress up days and we're going to miss her sweet face on those special days. Here's one more glimpse of her darling face in a preview of our upcoming March dressup day. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixmIg4xYojYHXzDOGnkU_U1gJeDF4pHg5brwsX6VMU7QqFVnD_uSG6Hpt43ro0ClRgsTnEpXn89mOt1sAo3H_JyN4i4Xt86OwjiU29kF5LjRgUqAvHS_9_TaKk-CerePJmFXOSjJeSQIbBS85gUxDl0G2m-2wnIZpGO8SCl4WD6j3X9YOwKlNRVvRlYss/s2539/20240221_121042.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="2539" height="466" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixmIg4xYojYHXzDOGnkU_U1gJeDF4pHg5brwsX6VMU7QqFVnD_uSG6Hpt43ro0ClRgsTnEpXn89mOt1sAo3H_JyN4i4Xt86OwjiU29kF5LjRgUqAvHS_9_TaKk-CerePJmFXOSjJeSQIbBS85gUxDl0G2m-2wnIZpGO8SCl4WD6j3X9YOwKlNRVvRlYss/w640-h466/20240221_121042.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We will miss you and think of you often Sage. We hope you write often.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEdSYluVZZCCoPJefPCFeK_EyY3fzGWj3AuJNSnwNTO5ExhgCU2lg7LrZ0j2fkvCo-9uiL6vMwRWwRZGAkm2DtlMAc1Q68Gt3kJkzq7EKJc2N03ksbRSICEp6KNcIyrkbtziMochpb8glQtwZBwQSb4Uk1-HM7S3St9YSzujKIU8gbAQsPLvLnU6l6TTI/s908/see%20you.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="908" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEdSYluVZZCCoPJefPCFeK_EyY3fzGWj3AuJNSnwNTO5ExhgCU2lg7LrZ0j2fkvCo-9uiL6vMwRWwRZGAkm2DtlMAc1Q68Gt3kJkzq7EKJc2N03ksbRSICEp6KNcIyrkbtziMochpb8glQtwZBwQSb4Uk1-HM7S3St9YSzujKIU8gbAQsPLvLnU6l6TTI/w640-h480/see%20you.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Farewell Sage and mommy<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-13901393586122542972024-02-28T17:38:00.000-08:002024-02-29T06:26:29.238-08:00Dear Mom & Dad - A Letter From The Countess River<p> De3r ^^0^^ & !>ad<br />I h0p Ur havn a g8 tym I m 2 I hd l0ts ov frenz bizt mee. Aat frst I hurt my showdr cuz iwuz jumpn 2 much Laddee heeer sed go slow n I hd 2 sty wiv n0 frenz 4 2 dayz or mor. I 4gt bt it wuz a long tym. <br />Th3n I am betr n0w. I kn go craz33 wiv my frenz agn.<br />I hd my brthdy heeer We hd sweeeet spUdz carrrritz yoooGurt n pe3chez 2. I lvd that<br />All my frenz sh8rd sum. Karma hd a brd4y 2 so W3 d1d 1t 2G3hr. Heeeer pkchrs ov meee. Im goooood. hOp U R 2.<br />I miz U n ! Luv U.</p><p>Ur b3r33 b3zt d0g 3vr</p><p>Couontess River Bell</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdocGblu9oqNKz8n_QZnT1yDU4GU9gUp27JKt-2unLYa0DlgwTQxYaKxZY7Muege64lIUShYm3qPxzKGNGh7gob04-su_BvUAtdP_DJ54JoPNTR3FOtIE2miWtDiwwRMwTuP_eIt47Ezm-CsF4sglmskwqQAvWowUbAzJweGmFVVDLrF-N7CmkUBhieK4/s2155/20240223_103202.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1642" data-original-width="2155" height="488" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdocGblu9oqNKz8n_QZnT1yDU4GU9gUp27JKt-2unLYa0DlgwTQxYaKxZY7Muege64lIUShYm3qPxzKGNGh7gob04-su_BvUAtdP_DJ54JoPNTR3FOtIE2miWtDiwwRMwTuP_eIt47Ezm-CsF4sglmskwqQAvWowUbAzJweGmFVVDLrF-N7CmkUBhieK4/w640-h488/20240223_103202.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Suzy kam n sed H4p33 brd4y<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjkbw8PXpXm6eZBUdTE9fhcOX6sSWjHNkaGNxMPLu3IIDIWnI-J1l2utj3DiU7CtVPRikUR4IJ9nG74jNiZ5drzMxM-FgYh8moSNrq8dg6AfSTw9jPpkJcFt9MWXheDoOaUeIBlqzdfBj1pDk91dJELIxoMl_k30Ru-KJqwGUAW61yOO2XA5Hd-RzLQCo/s2077/20240224_103314.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2077" data-original-width="1848" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjkbw8PXpXm6eZBUdTE9fhcOX6sSWjHNkaGNxMPLu3IIDIWnI-J1l2utj3DiU7CtVPRikUR4IJ9nG74jNiZ5drzMxM-FgYh8moSNrq8dg6AfSTw9jPpkJcFt9MWXheDoOaUeIBlqzdfBj1pDk91dJELIxoMl_k30Ru-KJqwGUAW61yOO2XA5Hd-RzLQCo/w570-h640/20240224_103314.jpg" width="570" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"The 7/11 pair"<br />D3n Karma sed H4p33 brd4y<br />I s3d H4p33 brd4y 2 hm 2<br /></td></tr></tbody></table> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimTJH2CLTXx6M8CXasq77QdSzKb_Iu11nJnstUX4vfEkW-PyKuoFg4pST_mAaxjG0Wau1kX_STJRrN_9h3dGrU7NshHiY5UUW9MaD7zXw-efS7DWGLAC_QKgWT49fKNksYVyz5Grt7CD8VoBscuQxYRiKWHSA99ou-TwMHCIWmUaKT-MCmcr-YIHVCfJA/s2585/20240226_152437.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1847" data-original-width="2585" height="458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimTJH2CLTXx6M8CXasq77QdSzKb_Iu11nJnstUX4vfEkW-PyKuoFg4pST_mAaxjG0Wau1kX_STJRrN_9h3dGrU7NshHiY5UUW9MaD7zXw-efS7DWGLAC_QKgWT49fKNksYVyz5Grt7CD8VoBscuQxYRiKWHSA99ou-TwMHCIWmUaKT-MCmcr-YIHVCfJA/w640-h458/20240226_152437.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bg Bailey gv me a Prznt n sed H4p33 brd4y</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHAt4wwo0LrR6sf3Cfhg-H3yO177O0_ZcQqxEbj4_13KX1aBPhyphenhyphenDH5wp7HTREZ0m8OfCsA_z9F7YAdCTzHnV4pdMxpx3dpZoLrjMlcEZDTPR9g4eX7yD8GU3mwArGjoHfZgJQigkKTpGJ66nu89fnD-7PITDE0RtmtobhtpODxvqBTZP0KbEXTOst6w_A/s2417/20240227_082557.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2417" data-original-width="1848" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHAt4wwo0LrR6sf3Cfhg-H3yO177O0_ZcQqxEbj4_13KX1aBPhyphenhyphenDH5wp7HTREZ0m8OfCsA_z9F7YAdCTzHnV4pdMxpx3dpZoLrjMlcEZDTPR9g4eX7yD8GU3mwArGjoHfZgJQigkKTpGJ66nu89fnD-7PITDE0RtmtobhtpODxvqBTZP0KbEXTOst6w_A/w490-h640/20240227_082557.jpg" width="490" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thkn Q Bailey</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Weee Rekt it bt it wuz FN<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIOLBGvh5nIbJotPIV5AXSKH8phQS_lWBwZUqZ-V9P9eECz9jMuzggyEKKcw2K7tJJX_agNJprVibWz30_cETN3J24QJ3HKPB7swHI8VrEGPtMsGlp9-O1466NQfEEQjYrTGn4qeXxbQ__EkHTJuppL_nWuV6IVL3nJC9NN5mrxBKPTAlDgE3BRo3WkDs/s2904/20240227_082616.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="2904" height="406" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIOLBGvh5nIbJotPIV5AXSKH8phQS_lWBwZUqZ-V9P9eECz9jMuzggyEKKcw2K7tJJX_agNJprVibWz30_cETN3J24QJ3HKPB7swHI8VrEGPtMsGlp9-O1466NQfEEQjYrTGn4qeXxbQ__EkHTJuppL_nWuV6IVL3nJC9NN5mrxBKPTAlDgE3BRo3WkDs/w640-h406/20240227_082616.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LaaaDeee heeeer t)K 1t awa 4 now<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />D3n Sadie came and sed H4p33 brd4y 2 Uz. Sheeez 8, Im 7, Karma's 11 Da Laaadeeee sed weee r da 7 11 pair. Wat iz dat?<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpM4oX7vOlWugAwhWzopCuKVT9YWJap1YnRErUdVwMnwIz-h0xcbSa3iDAn1yeRpvxT1U2vcsZwksmjNQCR3RnwmYulm74UJ75-QRDZVHvEcFIqXD2m7g4I0KxhZAq67yDOxTHaUcxYauxYr_sPRJv9VuWy-TVM-Xn02RmLhqNeUy-kYab-4e5WU-YCJk/s2950/20240228_112817.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2950" data-original-width="1731" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpM4oX7vOlWugAwhWzopCuKVT9YWJap1YnRErUdVwMnwIz-h0xcbSa3iDAn1yeRpvxT1U2vcsZwksmjNQCR3RnwmYulm74UJ75-QRDZVHvEcFIqXD2m7g4I0KxhZAq67yDOxTHaUcxYauxYr_sPRJv9VuWy-TVM-Xn02RmLhqNeUy-kYab-4e5WU-YCJk/w376-h640/20240228_112817.jpg" width="376" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eben Sadie sed H4p33 brd4y</td></tr></tbody></table> I hd a gr8 tym and then it snowed! Oh wow H4p33 brd4y to me n Karma<br />Ladddeeee heeeer sed sheeee w1!! put pictchrz zomwhar 0N hr Faze?? I d Dn0.<br /><br />Hope ur habn a gud tym 2 ^^0^^ & !>ad<br />I Lub U<br />River BellRoyal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-77841080033338041272024-02-07T08:00:00.000-08:002024-02-07T08:00:10.561-08:00Ruby and River and February<p>The temps have dropped again but are manageable with only a warm jacket. The yard is dry and still partially frozen. Yay! No mud!
<br />Countess River and Miss Ruby are keeping themselves entertained well enough. They’re both here on extended visits. The first few days they enjoyed
playing with Karma, Bailey and the new boy. Also Suzy Q has visited them.
Ruby and River get on together just fine. They don’t have the same play
style or relationship as they do with others, but they each show respect
for the other. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiIW0BIRy06NkpfwxjpD-qX6I26rXM9cPqlsjXB4UDPZNf3k6m2tJxQsldoFfLSe5jRpL2pYp25v5co57nFj6f2PnYRjT3xpRT-huJIdmCmeMsZPJyOSZzKjZyFzb6G53by6ZjwXLs-yHAjFE40IZY_bJqHiMY1A4FidcMwtS03RUFtzcWuL3UywNi3Ho/s1003/Ruby%20Riv%20play.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="1003" height="434" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiIW0BIRy06NkpfwxjpD-qX6I26rXM9cPqlsjXB4UDPZNf3k6m2tJxQsldoFfLSe5jRpL2pYp25v5co57nFj6f2PnYRjT3xpRT-huJIdmCmeMsZPJyOSZzKjZyFzb6G53by6ZjwXLs-yHAjFE40IZY_bJqHiMY1A4FidcMwtS03RUFtzcWuL3UywNi3Ho/w640-h434/Ruby%20Riv%20play.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River holds the chew toys to herself.</td></tr></tbody></table>I limit their play and provide each with separate play area to release their energy and to keep them safe. River is a senior now and still in recovery mode due to a past shoulder injury. She loves to zoom and play but she is not allowed in the more robust ruff & tumble play between Bailey and Ruby.<br />She is happiest just watching for a bird to land so she can “go get it!” Balls are great fun, but she really prefers to chase a live object. Fortunately, for the birds in my yard, they have great escape routes planned out. Whew!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrL7SRwatvsoAgGfpFsKSWSHcoQf1DNDahITAPRcRxeYrwZJhizyh3vOvVQDNGMa9BJ2PeMSBQthGTQ8xrP0oR4YR7OkDXv-sJDotZ0J-GTJ3N1Sw_GXicIylkGuEqgQilw7lvaV2VIqil6JaG14NsIbsTNbJhkERTioxsmKK-MasI5NTDgYINQhW35MM/s2700/20240202_103436.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1905" data-original-width="2700" height="452" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrL7SRwatvsoAgGfpFsKSWSHcoQf1DNDahITAPRcRxeYrwZJhizyh3vOvVQDNGMa9BJ2PeMSBQthGTQ8xrP0oR4YR7OkDXv-sJDotZ0J-GTJ3N1Sw_GXicIylkGuEqgQilw7lvaV2VIqil6JaG14NsIbsTNbJhkERTioxsmKK-MasI5NTDgYINQhW35MM/w640-h452/20240202_103436.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"River - "Here birdie birdie, Come on now, I wont hurt you."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>I keep a harness on River and clip on a long lead to prevent her getting in the middle of ruff n tumble play with others. <br />So far both Ruby and River have been happy and unaware of the length of time they’ll be here. They've had plenty of visitors and have slept well each night. <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93wdxgSzX4-uEZHf_LKWhvWYXPQsLjbc7Xlpj1bNtiqj1rtfAVsYBRt2xxsBoizkALmCmAKYgnvzJ-xxJ4SiqpNl-BgXbsS2GbE4QGxyeBh9qIsjee0pMA0yZ1FBb5uyPNe5_s72DpOTgnpfhaj-p02tMRfq0NLtcEJAWNbBfJed3yv2KJGSXijAggZw/s1016/Sleepy%20Riv.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="1016" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93wdxgSzX4-uEZHf_LKWhvWYXPQsLjbc7Xlpj1bNtiqj1rtfAVsYBRt2xxsBoizkALmCmAKYgnvzJ-xxJ4SiqpNl-BgXbsS2GbE4QGxyeBh9qIsjee0pMA0yZ1FBb5uyPNe5_s72DpOTgnpfhaj-p02tMRfq0NLtcEJAWNbBfJed3yv2KJGSXijAggZw/w640-h428/Sleepy%20Riv.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trust me, River is in that bundle. She loves to sleep under cover and cozy. <br />Our little Babushka (aka Rivbuschka)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyn7ocs9mczeMgC0wc6JmB36IfEegN8JXTYvZjKHb104JWdSvDpjuPzhlJznPXN3mKUQ9tufv8hJHX8rlEIy9CYcxhM9e8O9vLvyYY4I_qSQfiwzvt59yTmEtuGNUoCnQLMOdsk0hxIZPYAdQFA3_QGNNSNOZB-9oJfSl9huGbyf2x8k5Ukhb07ZF0_-4/s681/Ruby%20feet.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="541" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyn7ocs9mczeMgC0wc6JmB36IfEegN8JXTYvZjKHb104JWdSvDpjuPzhlJznPXN3mKUQ9tufv8hJHX8rlEIy9CYcxhM9e8O9vLvyYY4I_qSQfiwzvt59yTmEtuGNUoCnQLMOdsk0hxIZPYAdQFA3_QGNNSNOZB-9oJfSl9huGbyf2x8k5Ukhb07ZF0_-4/w508-h640/Ruby%20feet.jpg" width="508" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby prefers to keep her feeties out and cool but she still likes her blankie over her. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Then last night sweet Ruby did it. She asked to go home. She said, "... a week
has been fun but it’s long enough. Please lady. Tell my mom and dad
I’m ready for home time now.”
<br />Oh dear, we'll make sure to increase your day play and pile on the evening cuddles and attention. I'll try to make the days go quickly for you sweetie.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3RZF2oLyFFlZEFq4YDL5qP64EV8bInW20lLGvZew3OghnUYyGKdQBsCczaMs09LBKZ1mQTIGT8gnWhHVlv2RfEy-lNZPRq93FoMI98s4EKF_L3s1e-AUoeavwsDK6zJSD44rU4xV9-_TTPOD3cDbO8ZOfEVkHVvu66WEGH0dxpe6AsK1MeWv_e29umGI/s4000/20240203_123451.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="4000" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3RZF2oLyFFlZEFq4YDL5qP64EV8bInW20lLGvZew3OghnUYyGKdQBsCczaMs09LBKZ1mQTIGT8gnWhHVlv2RfEy-lNZPRq93FoMI98s4EKF_L3s1e-AUoeavwsDK6zJSD44rU4xV9-_TTPOD3cDbO8ZOfEVkHVvu66WEGH0dxpe6AsK1MeWv_e29umGI/w640-h296/20240203_123451.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby - "Is it home time yet?"<br />River - "I don't think so."<br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTDYIG8qVGHoWz5eOCDtE9B4_4e8b-m6XmaIri_pWsFGpZ8GD5eey-XEgF34yDS6V0i8OAoBZxC-kdsCkaQJYWZ72Inn1GuYIDvTbmNP1xpWzS2emN5yxVY31yK776IbtHdHXfDyA5dwo94hWR86phfPzExDRZ40r_vD41OtbigMMC_0CZ070pVEMfeGw/s4000/20240206_112932.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="4000" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTDYIG8qVGHoWz5eOCDtE9B4_4e8b-m6XmaIri_pWsFGpZ8GD5eey-XEgF34yDS6V0i8OAoBZxC-kdsCkaQJYWZ72Inn1GuYIDvTbmNP1xpWzS2emN5yxVY31yK776IbtHdHXfDyA5dwo94hWR86phfPzExDRZ40r_vD41OtbigMMC_0CZ070pVEMfeGw/w640-h296/20240206_112932.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey has a few days booked so you'll have a buddy for sure. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsLgJsCSMz-tHbxgrPfjn8LBU6DfoUiSVYyYN2blTG5x0OzdfrpcsTghRsOZnDY0THwuDnvPul1Ly_jWnm-bxG0RdzfMDmA02QruC3G_raYXdr8qBeDCx3dCIiy4BrHGj0PR37qL208lujZ3iQ074mhYUrNGlxja_fDVETHhIkpVtS2XexaletJ0prZDA/s4000/20240204_080907.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="4000" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsLgJsCSMz-tHbxgrPfjn8LBU6DfoUiSVYyYN2blTG5x0OzdfrpcsTghRsOZnDY0THwuDnvPul1Ly_jWnm-bxG0RdzfMDmA02QruC3G_raYXdr8qBeDCx3dCIiy4BrHGj0PR37qL208lujZ3iQ074mhYUrNGlxja_fDVETHhIkpVtS2XexaletJ0prZDA/w640-h296/20240204_080907.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River stays in the safety zone while Ruby and Bailey play<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Bailey gets twice the amount of playtime. Two different play-styles with each girl. He's a very versatile boy. <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfmwKJRq9OqLMXNiYZVkqkVVJHkpYBj9XtGd6NkPWITYu8ZjZZB6bAzqQoz8Eo56iIPBHX4wp2ziu2mJVIi1IMrozGE2QW8sHw-Lhkws4Nor54LoQlspIcQlYz6m798xM46UTq47VlAWwi2ElBGE0hdvxEV7ZRGXjPopF7ojRiLFtDh2BO0-Q53Zkzxdc/s4000/20240206_175404.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="4000" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfmwKJRq9OqLMXNiYZVkqkVVJHkpYBj9XtGd6NkPWITYu8ZjZZB6bAzqQoz8Eo56iIPBHX4wp2ziu2mJVIi1IMrozGE2QW8sHw-Lhkws4Nor54LoQlspIcQlYz6m798xM46UTq47VlAWwi2ElBGE0hdvxEV7ZRGXjPopF7ojRiLFtDh2BO0-Q53Zkzxdc/w640-h296/20240206_175404.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby's turn to be in the safety zone so River gets some one on one play with Bailey<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>We've been taking a few moments each day to set up for a 'girls only' photo shoot. They are such perfect models. Being a leap year means they'll have to decide who they'll send their heart out to.<br />I can tell you one thing, They have my heart for sure!!<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxp1-rOmQ_ogxY-Af1OEmW41Qozo5zsAWy13WD3wtkl6XiUH_xkxfzs8aOnVVkrYzcxUi83AnZh0ySCDEvkkvHBhtj2VKReMIYlkLdYBJac5gzIRsE0sarysYN5hErUA7xdgOSAiU4ohrtMEIAjYOzAO-zCzFYNELYU2AEDBapCAvLBRWX3vEgU2Ox8-Q/s681/20240205_114931.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="681" data-original-width="445" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxp1-rOmQ_ogxY-Af1OEmW41Qozo5zsAWy13WD3wtkl6XiUH_xkxfzs8aOnVVkrYzcxUi83AnZh0ySCDEvkkvHBhtj2VKReMIYlkLdYBJac5gzIRsE0sarysYN5hErUA7xdgOSAiU4ohrtMEIAjYOzAO-zCzFYNELYU2AEDBapCAvLBRWX3vEgU2Ox8-Q/w418-h640/20240205_114931.jpg" width="418" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Suzy Q, The Countess River and Miss Ruby<br />Who will be their Valentine this year?<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Stay tuned for more Valentine photos. It's only 1 week away!<br /></p>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-140294233375756732024-01-31T15:03:00.000-08:002024-01-31T15:03:32.168-08:00January 2024 - Done!<p> We brought 2024 in like a whirl wind! Sir Henry, Lady Kaia & Kona and Miss Ruby started it off with energy to spare. Our visitors energy seemed to last all month. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio8HiREmpP-X4SxXbZvi_Ls0TNdNUD4FWu7aJ5gQcyuFCdmtpZOQ_A5fQiG50sCVO-nK6gt3_2kas_X9IXYOAVE0CQ872OTmQTJI6xdo4J0rGtUmKECjYa5EKdBVwOSYWAqKb0g5q8K_WbsLMrxzg1-LclsNQJTF_gwS6llKnFwgvwId7-C6lW62wqdVY/s4000/20240101_115244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio8HiREmpP-X4SxXbZvi_Ls0TNdNUD4FWu7aJ5gQcyuFCdmtpZOQ_A5fQiG50sCVO-nK6gt3_2kas_X9IXYOAVE0CQ872OTmQTJI6xdo4J0rGtUmKECjYa5EKdBVwOSYWAqKb0g5q8K_WbsLMrxzg1-LclsNQJTF_gwS6llKnFwgvwId7-C6lW62wqdVY/w640-h360/20240101_115244.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>We had Karma and Chip & Maggie, Sage and Khione, Lilly, Squire
Bailey, Suzy Q and Countess River. Energy on full and happiness galore.
We had a few introductions and getting to know each other as well as a few divider
days.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhObXffABTfZZWDBJjwRVvEsPSetUFWyfoDNdHoc7rPmSHvgrziyPHgb1utg1lLB_-c0z-bQdCkD022O7vnB3QTUQmgABep_udBWw-M_lpXBoCaRZVXux6QzQWxbzXgdjqvdpk0T_SyHP0fal3Ih_zvvofKzRvBd5jGapg8IvPA8bCg4tpqNoR83RdQOjo/s4000/20240109_131512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhObXffABTfZZWDBJjwRVvEsPSetUFWyfoDNdHoc7rPmSHvgrziyPHgb1utg1lLB_-c0z-bQdCkD022O7vnB3QTUQmgABep_udBWw-M_lpXBoCaRZVXux6QzQWxbzXgdjqvdpk0T_SyHP0fal3Ih_zvvofKzRvBd5jGapg8IvPA8bCg4tpqNoR83RdQOjo/w640-h360/20240109_131512.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Miss Ruby showed her very best superb behaviour with new corgi buddy Karma. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>After meal rest times went well. Everyone seems to be getting along and following rules. I was able to put my feet up several days. I think the new comers are fitting in well. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN5GMXy8TJBy2Ed-3Lesm3VEDdS3syGnglyJhtisETJFa4hneswA7oOakKgkmerXfWnVUqy8karFY-S2HJhQDTW9mWJ_OqjNYLGTrcffToIpeLbWQfEedG6met6K_SPKopEeM4fxoU5dYjixaaFjRti8tgvSk0EcB83ejWZFwSU9g7P_lPi66NoGVFVE4/s4000/20240125_144223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN5GMXy8TJBy2Ed-3Lesm3VEDdS3syGnglyJhtisETJFa4hneswA7oOakKgkmerXfWnVUqy8karFY-S2HJhQDTW9mWJ_OqjNYLGTrcffToIpeLbWQfEedG6met6K_SPKopEeM4fxoU5dYjixaaFjRti8tgvSk0EcB83ejWZFwSU9g7P_lPi66NoGVFVE4/w640-h360/20240125_144223.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>Our newest boy, Bear (who remains private) joined us for a couple of days and a meeting with Bailey. They hit it off like gangbusters! I wish I could show you their playtime. It was truly awesome! Two black beauties in full play mode. Bailey has yet another rough and tumble playmate. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC6BVFaBQKZEVknz5mz8ppTlKg93e-sjNpGSXIl5xi0PB_P6ooUwaMTPfol-BIm-TwajKpWw7s26hIJI1Dz7Z74LGMiG2J3f43eK1CaGF4diy1oZEczswM9bXgl1fONooinzfWaULjl-KujP7fK8OF982i3StVUa5wRh6Fg4dCTFS5f8T3DiZaUOtqli4/s4000/20240111_154230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC6BVFaBQKZEVknz5mz8ppTlKg93e-sjNpGSXIl5xi0PB_P6ooUwaMTPfol-BIm-TwajKpWw7s26hIJI1Dz7Z74LGMiG2J3f43eK1CaGF4diy1oZEczswM9bXgl1fONooinzfWaULjl-KujP7fK8OF982i3StVUa5wRh6Fg4dCTFS5f8T3DiZaUOtqli4/w640-h360/20240111_154230.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River - "Say Uncle!" <br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Countess River surprised me with her energy for the puppy Lilly. She held her own and eventually tuckered out the puppy. WTG Countess!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZOMsUx6pwS4bFp23QEvJwGrYleC1G2hyNNC2X0am54iIdWEype31LqZw0pinAo_hFjmPKYYrVof8fP6t403wAWhAmCq4ecIHLUTLEEadA9ZAqLOF0eO3vJK6GKEnrQqYN6wgoRoF8hnrpoAPoSokc4jVLvRWblsSyV_g__-qb6XLzvPSpBHQJgwobK3Y/s1977/20240126_162459.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1670" data-original-width="1977" height="540" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZOMsUx6pwS4bFp23QEvJwGrYleC1G2hyNNC2X0am54iIdWEype31LqZw0pinAo_hFjmPKYYrVof8fP6t403wAWhAmCq4ecIHLUTLEEadA9ZAqLOF0eO3vJK6GKEnrQqYN6wgoRoF8hnrpoAPoSokc4jVLvRWblsSyV_g__-qb6XLzvPSpBHQJgwobK3Y/w640-h540/20240126_162459.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>The lovely Khione has recovered from the summer heat and is into her full winter energy. Its so good to see her play again. Now the others can also enjoy her company.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0sa4XPZcP_SLyws-TJLkIgl48afFGXpba40-TkoHG-9ymrEUDeOrGIDLh0X7j2Sj99IN1bXBAcF2Nm9jhN2SyR_TehQ-kA6qabJ-1mDjaIjy28DDq5ryV2n1d-U47dSm32deusvNSzTCCMzAkyXgL9LkvH6NMJOkzNu9cbWdT4GgHjBGAZiH8GWNp9uE/s2741/20240130_091227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1702" data-original-width="2741" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0sa4XPZcP_SLyws-TJLkIgl48afFGXpba40-TkoHG-9ymrEUDeOrGIDLh0X7j2Sj99IN1bXBAcF2Nm9jhN2SyR_TehQ-kA6qabJ-1mDjaIjy28DDq5ryV2n1d-U47dSm32deusvNSzTCCMzAkyXgL9LkvH6NMJOkzNu9cbWdT4GgHjBGAZiH8GWNp9uE/w640-h398/20240130_091227.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Three amigos enjoying some sun on a dry day. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>We had just enough snow to make it fun and it lasted just long enough. Poop patrol in the snow is a task and a half. So far the grounds are staying just below freezing and I've managed to keep the mud at bay. For now! I've placed old chunks of carpet over the frequently travelled areas. They seem to work. I know what an incredible ugly yard but hey, mud's much worse. I hear the rain is on the way so I'll be revisiting that idea soon I'm sure. <br />I can't believe how fast Jan flew by. February has a full docket and March only has a few available days. I am already considering taking some time off in April. I feel like I may need a doggy break! <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEU4BTjnFPeeT1k1B_BCfrskNSU9xEu5GQRzbXYhWuzFpypTLNzeLJJLeXPBUM2v68GRgfRN8WvgwhPLKlooTDPY5vH3cMOu25ZRZj39pEo-qmi0Y2be1gBEzTPVPX0EhsGbeszg54tP4lFOP4oKkKX5xBkCU0THnYHw8SNiwDJ5jvzUO5GwbAQPCT8NI/s3117/20240130_210017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3117" data-original-width="1848" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEU4BTjnFPeeT1k1B_BCfrskNSU9xEu5GQRzbXYhWuzFpypTLNzeLJJLeXPBUM2v68GRgfRN8WvgwhPLKlooTDPY5vH3cMOu25ZRZj39pEo-qmi0Y2be1gBEzTPVPX0EhsGbeszg54tP4lFOP4oKkKX5xBkCU0THnYHw8SNiwDJ5jvzUO5GwbAQPCT8NI/w380-h640/20240130_210017.jpg" width="380" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma and River say good night to Jan. 2024<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Yes, it's good night to January now. Tomorrow will see February. I've pulled out my Valentine props and my sweeties are making me smile.</p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjghPhr3hpxBXaRGSWLTecWEbvZLBlIvLtjprqn9U9sVSMmWez2ThWbZ0mbIvsZNWXO0kBRzgBnUIiRGzO3TxMoFdaAS7-HlFHA6E0H5WTbxnljngwuWxiaK6ohK1g5TO65cXbcbxOEUNur8bFRK1a22Hr1A5GUKBh0HoxfbEn5LA-8qR1R5uk8TgZNI_M/s3179/20240130_091527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="3179" height="372" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjghPhr3hpxBXaRGSWLTecWEbvZLBlIvLtjprqn9U9sVSMmWez2ThWbZ0mbIvsZNWXO0kBRzgBnUIiRGzO3TxMoFdaAS7-HlFHA6E0H5WTbxnljngwuWxiaK6ohK1g5TO65cXbcbxOEUNur8bFRK1a22Hr1A5GUKBh0HoxfbEn5LA-8qR1R5uk8TgZNI_M/w640-h372/20240130_091527.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's Lady's choice this year. The boys are already looking fine!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Watch for more in the next couple of weeks.<br />Stay safe and warm everyone. <br /></p>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-24421755303605632552024-01-27T08:43:00.000-08:002024-01-27T08:50:08.635-08:00Chip & Maggie Meet Karma and BaileyThese two little darlings have been visiting in preparation of an extended visit during the upcoming summer. They are always with their mom and dad. They have a wonderful safe, secure home life, with a happy familiar daily routine. They are brimming with confidence while at home with mom and dad. <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwKq0L47VMghfug3lpQop7ZVfQ2B68H_zAMaOfjDkLGX4vB8oaGoQmYB9YZERD5ml2XsY0Ys6NqAD4asG0c1gjO0zU-hU4KXA8moI5zWyGaGzsSp5hr4V0Gh_lK9yEh-Dy4F1DeQZXbbyvs4yQM_7r2k5j3jiKdNjk4G2RWWlixaxuovLfk_xb-sxSChY/s1341/20240125_094358.jpg" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1341" height="269" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwKq0L47VMghfug3lpQop7ZVfQ2B68H_zAMaOfjDkLGX4vB8oaGoQmYB9YZERD5ml2XsY0Ys6NqAD4asG0c1gjO0zU-hU4KXA8moI5zWyGaGzsSp5hr4V0Gh_lK9yEh-Dy4F1DeQZXbbyvs4yQM_7r2k5j3jiKdNjk4G2RWWlixaxuovLfk_xb-sxSChY/s320/20240125_094358.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">5 year old Chip &<br /> 1 1/2 year old Maggie</td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;">What more could two little rescues ask for. They might begin by asking not to be left at daycare. <br />Thus, my task is to create a safe, happy, suitable environment for them to stay while mom and dad have to be out of town. <br />We started the process of acclimation with a M&G back in <a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/2023/11/welcome-to-chip-and-maggie-new-black.html">November 2023 <br /></a>The first few visits were with no others present. Separation anxiety is very real for these two. <br />We've started introducing them to other dogs slowly. Even though they are quite social when on walks etc with mom and dad. Daycare is different for them. </div><div style="text-align: left;">They don't have the security of mom and dad here. It is important they feel comfortable with me and know I can be trusted to keep them safe. <br />Due to the busy daycare schedule their visits have been twice a month. <br />Earlier this week they visited together with Bailey, Karma and Suzy Q <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">As usual I introduced through the living-room gate. No one barked or whined or acted unruly. We sat quietly for a long time while Chip and Maggie wandered back and forth between kitchen and the living room gate. I'm certain the calm behaviours of Bailey, Suzy and Karma in the safe area made Chip and Maggie feel less stress. Good Dogs! <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMLZ0KOGTkQFRQgR7c0Qg-myu-e54eoHK-2q-6AE1RjPKUXqUugZHtDzmmTYlSSRvc2WPNzu_adaqBmJrU9wfjnV_NTh2dzaYbrN8Z_ydFKWN4Cu5Op8_TfZ5yq5sG7mYs6gw4jtq-FzX-mgODHP-E6pxlphbbRncrj4NEHlEw-s6EXXYLf3cS2tyJMYU/s4000/20240125_094702.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMLZ0KOGTkQFRQgR7c0Qg-myu-e54eoHK-2q-6AE1RjPKUXqUugZHtDzmmTYlSSRvc2WPNzu_adaqBmJrU9wfjnV_NTh2dzaYbrN8Z_ydFKWN4Cu5Op8_TfZ5yq5sG7mYs6gw4jtq-FzX-mgODHP-E6pxlphbbRncrj4NEHlEw-s6EXXYLf3cS2tyJMYU/w360-h640/20240125_094702.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maggie - "But let them out yet okay lady?"<br />Have no fear Mags you're safe here.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>We progressed slowly into the kitchen area, until Chip & Maggie seemed more comfortable with Bailey and Karma being closer to them. We shared sweet potatoes bits through the fence. Next we moved into the kitchen area and shared more. Yum!</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKShjU6R6HtMkE1rw4S76shdx9oU7O72Kcr12Ra43NTo1Rnt3MGKhsN3iSunvHnhBrTk1PVzjSUHeI0jSe8hW5JJaDRlxd3EyWrUs1yRatBemaMktZHh_-weHkXHQieXt795aWba3mgzWm9EtVKclAuitTdZuu2NY_TGSjrocN1YM07dolA6FTt67eyZo/s3404/20240125_095233.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2098" data-original-width="3404" height="394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKShjU6R6HtMkE1rw4S76shdx9oU7O72Kcr12Ra43NTo1Rnt3MGKhsN3iSunvHnhBrTk1PVzjSUHeI0jSe8hW5JJaDRlxd3EyWrUs1yRatBemaMktZHh_-weHkXHQieXt795aWba3mgzWm9EtVKclAuitTdZuu2NY_TGSjrocN1YM07dolA6FTt67eyZo/w640-h394/20240125_095233.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Good display of calm behaviour Bailey! <br />Karma - "Cooookieees"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;">Back into the living room, I had Bailey and Karma head into crates while Chip and
Maggie made their way into the X-pen for safety. Chip seemed relaxed with Suzy,
who he previously had a wonderful playtime with. Maggie was still not
comfortable even having Suzy behind a fence, but came closer to her this
time. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIYJYCW51gFVlDn-DyZHDzB6uGpQbixoX0Anoa0467ACuxay8GGtjq4M3YiTUulc-epHCYhlpe0oJvqJY3UCwg84o9okLLlpYz7-HfUepaIjugFDDyhEuMGR1W0rkA9sXvaqMbho94pGoIjjXHFzHqLHNkaqFD3FX9_tIdWKvORO9_rXj0qCPSJasdB34/s4000/20240125_100612.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIYJYCW51gFVlDn-DyZHDzB6uGpQbixoX0Anoa0467ACuxay8GGtjq4M3YiTUulc-epHCYhlpe0oJvqJY3UCwg84o9okLLlpYz7-HfUepaIjugFDDyhEuMGR1W0rkA9sXvaqMbho94pGoIjjXHFzHqLHNkaqFD3FX9_tIdWKvORO9_rXj0qCPSJasdB34/w640-h362/20240125_100612.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Suzy Q - "Hey, I know you guys. Wanna play?"<br />Mags - "Not right now thanks"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div style="text-align: left;"> Karma was interested in meeting these two littles but very compliant when I asked him to stay in 'bed'.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji3U3ftDhE-xWEcKNNYoZ1Sgn8h_lPg-zj57A87UN8TrzNteR1CTHsN4Z7euVpYSWfYtyaNNaUd7BA-OfXhPRrAUhGw9p3P4yMs9taUO_qYtJ_7dBlSp5Pbu8TQeFYb8gANelJEh5zfcrVA34eD3lGX95YwzNvKFi2QRnam2rRI6qwxv0nGROyHDoDciM/s4000/20240125_100604.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji3U3ftDhE-xWEcKNNYoZ1Sgn8h_lPg-zj57A87UN8TrzNteR1CTHsN4Z7euVpYSWfYtyaNNaUd7BA-OfXhPRrAUhGw9p3P4yMs9taUO_qYtJ_7dBlSp5Pbu8TQeFYb8gANelJEh5zfcrVA34eD3lGX95YwzNvKFi2QRnam2rRI6qwxv0nGROyHDoDciM/w640-h362/20240125_100604.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma - "But I can come out soon right?<br />Yes dear very soon. <br />Karma - "Okay cuz I dont wanna miss cookies right?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Before long Bailey and Karma were saying hello behind the x-pen. Chip and Maggie had found a safe place to stand and said hello<br /></div><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipL-mwCfPlnRFktSXGdPvB_IDp09aIPcEPt4jyRaV3JBRInkCCXZs9FHjn7J10n8mscIrf6tKhiOyDUVHQ8U72mXN8EVh62gwRIkgtHqun1jPz8WBO6ubvjcpXV49nKuQ8pYqLeMMWLwUXB7G3meOGK5pa3FLAE5N-ziYYnPQLYS57PDQrz9YButpiCko/s3264/20240125_095801.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipL-mwCfPlnRFktSXGdPvB_IDp09aIPcEPt4jyRaV3JBRInkCCXZs9FHjn7J10n8mscIrf6tKhiOyDUVHQ8U72mXN8EVh62gwRIkgtHqun1jPz8WBO6ubvjcpXV49nKuQ8pYqLeMMWLwUXB7G3meOGK5pa3FLAE5N-ziYYnPQLYS57PDQrz9YButpiCko/w442-h640/20240125_095801.jpg" width="442" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chip was interested in meeting the new boy. <br />Karma really showed his best behaviour! I know his mom would be proud.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwAAGhtDo55XmdMkF4fDjxgwLhp_rcpCF_3aGwUkbd8O65Gza9iwff_ppyK1Lpho93o6pMiIuApPN6nS0_9jeENE2t_-ir78bGS4jcyH8bXZuDKWqNvO3eVfGtO9bCNZlsuEL12hcaDvfNDE2QrJ0loCz5KB0drngayHsM6tRBRehwLstMNCKfjmCYdsQ/s3064/20240125_095804.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3064" data-original-width="2243" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwAAGhtDo55XmdMkF4fDjxgwLhp_rcpCF_3aGwUkbd8O65Gza9iwff_ppyK1Lpho93o6pMiIuApPN6nS0_9jeENE2t_-ir78bGS4jcyH8bXZuDKWqNvO3eVfGtO9bCNZlsuEL12hcaDvfNDE2QrJ0loCz5KB0drngayHsM6tRBRehwLstMNCKfjmCYdsQ/w468-h640/20240125_095804.jpg" width="468" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chip says hello to Bailey while Maggie watched the other boy.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNWsurAWrO-ja5Lb0dKWFRTeI0G1nE3mQWhyv29UQiubYx-_zMVWCFb8g4EkUowWee9Kx-pX59kpieVwrB7GmFK-rRAmRMmjvy-P9F4vtxeclPQWTg-UMDYzW-yAWcymIrhEW_Wzx_QsvapNvUz5kQQ7s0szxoqGmdVEefpb-5y9JqeMV2GVttkyO0zEA/s4000/20240125_143933.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNWsurAWrO-ja5Lb0dKWFRTeI0G1nE3mQWhyv29UQiubYx-_zMVWCFb8g4EkUowWee9Kx-pX59kpieVwrB7GmFK-rRAmRMmjvy-P9F4vtxeclPQWTg-UMDYzW-yAWcymIrhEW_Wzx_QsvapNvUz5kQQ7s0szxoqGmdVEefpb-5y9JqeMV2GVttkyO0zEA/w640-h360/20240125_143933.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma - "I fink dis girl likes me! You shud let me in there"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg13XBT9IJn5oD3VE23YlcbnQzlCDAoscnOOMBF3t065GU76vr-zCCqBiDhPmBS3z_TXOxhTHWnx6U8qQDrqCNR-SoGTKLFArYjvEnhvc2b1iOK2ddK4HZReZXzPDo1mWqH6n2QhyphenhyphenHKmUeCRdH57YLG3JYLKLO8fzMMA2NOHrYlwihHjCkdMXG9InFjpIY/s4000/20240125_144223.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg13XBT9IJn5oD3VE23YlcbnQzlCDAoscnOOMBF3t065GU76vr-zCCqBiDhPmBS3z_TXOxhTHWnx6U8qQDrqCNR-SoGTKLFArYjvEnhvc2b1iOK2ddK4HZReZXzPDo1mWqH6n2QhyphenhyphenHKmUeCRdH57YLG3JYLKLO8fzMMA2NOHrYlwihHjCkdMXG9InFjpIY/w640-h360/20240125_144223.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Calm behaviour in a safe zone. Such good dogs! <br />Karma - "Ya, it must be cookie time right?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>When all were more relaxed in each others presence I individually
led each one/pair outdoors. I kept one on lead while they said a closer
hello and allowed more safe yard wanderings. <br />At first, I kept Suzy Q on lead even though Suzy and Chip had met and
had a fun playtime in past. Chip was watching the other boys in the
next fenced area. He had little interest in playing with Suzy this time. There was a more important task at hand. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPxaJ9tV8j2Ave3H42zGnxKDoFvKYhIIFgCman3Y08SGYsP1hcXuq3Ls_z1U6Ix3gfc87Txh0hSl_et1FPPJdGLmuxTgPcLCx0AzdK9jlBrj7wBuF9d7p1WZHkOTG4r7Z17EZY9aiSY-2O9voMdbZp1R1Hqmku4maXAm1R2oYdsi2WB4GB4w2KMu-jDYs/s3404/20240125_102513.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3404" data-original-width="2203" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPxaJ9tV8j2Ave3H42zGnxKDoFvKYhIIFgCman3Y08SGYsP1hcXuq3Ls_z1U6Ix3gfc87Txh0hSl_et1FPPJdGLmuxTgPcLCx0AzdK9jlBrj7wBuF9d7p1WZHkOTG4r7Z17EZY9aiSY-2O9voMdbZp1R1Hqmku4maXAm1R2oYdsi2WB4GB4w2KMu-jDYs/w414-h640/20240125_102513.jpg" width="414" /></a></div>Maggie gave a clear signal of not feeling comfortable and keeping Suzy on lead was my obligation. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcrWmUflI14F8OW8lXvV4qZdFsbaS1Cf05xQd4GqTS4bZwrj9nWRv9ua1aBncl6mHqhr77nUms1AeXu_FLbvuQGB-ui5-MnfqIKHZsuCXi4xbcz0QrLwjh2GGloLgl69HPTnM-rnKMyJ_YMMvq_BWHUS9SiRLEk03j5x2ZEfXtRQgbo8NFhlnC04qvbUQ/s3332/20240125_102522.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2094" data-original-width="3332" height="403" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcrWmUflI14F8OW8lXvV4qZdFsbaS1Cf05xQd4GqTS4bZwrj9nWRv9ua1aBncl6mHqhr77nUms1AeXu_FLbvuQGB-ui5-MnfqIKHZsuCXi4xbcz0QrLwjh2GGloLgl69HPTnM-rnKMyJ_YMMvq_BWHUS9SiRLEk03j5x2ZEfXtRQgbo8NFhlnC04qvbUQ/w640-h403/20240125_102522.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Please dont let her come near me.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcELpfZGEU4L_RIbigBxNAxwZ1fIMHAWa7iAAdvkCyZeN00v4HCECE9fOmjqT-FhaN_KqthfbvTTbAQ4vIa2OlUpOgSSGjtlCGf51u7xMVkjFmyFMn8U1mD4XVKJOFxmn3x-lJ22y7SOojaWA2Bjsdfo5jH857GQ_1qn8_BqJuoYqvOhc4-RZSAVh94gw/s3452/20240125_102803.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2018" data-original-width="3452" height="374" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcELpfZGEU4L_RIbigBxNAxwZ1fIMHAWa7iAAdvkCyZeN00v4HCECE9fOmjqT-FhaN_KqthfbvTTbAQ4vIa2OlUpOgSSGjtlCGf51u7xMVkjFmyFMn8U1mD4XVKJOFxmn3x-lJ22y7SOojaWA2Bjsdfo5jH857GQ_1qn8_BqJuoYqvOhc4-RZSAVh94gw/w640-h374/20240125_102803.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chip and Maggie waiting for the next buddy to enter their area<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>He was naturally hesitant to let Karma or Bailey get to close. They all
allowed a 'hello' greeting. Karma was very nonchalant, he did a polite
hello and then let them just wander around him. It was Karma's turn to be on lead to
prevent possible sudden movements that might frightened the little
ones.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPKLxb-jIxQXxoCzLu5s6kkd0qPkpRo3p2jOA9KXyZfaBCrhVJ3bMUsRaN-VcrEdsWlQwVGi9Y3gWlwUWMFQeEsC7oQAP4g_sJ5c4mDQBAnTk04oioHG-uFlSAkbQLu7abmxRa8MwPjU3hlshCLcZQw8Ui4YXyBlnd_9fnWBuNIHbJpuIj59FOTL9tmYg/s4000/20240125_103137.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPKLxb-jIxQXxoCzLu5s6kkd0qPkpRo3p2jOA9KXyZfaBCrhVJ3bMUsRaN-VcrEdsWlQwVGi9Y3gWlwUWMFQeEsC7oQAP4g_sJ5c4mDQBAnTk04oioHG-uFlSAkbQLu7abmxRa8MwPjU3hlshCLcZQw8Ui4YXyBlnd_9fnWBuNIHbJpuIj59FOTL9tmYg/w640-h362/20240125_103137.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma and Chip say a polite hello<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFBqzt8i1KJwCAZxwhcN7OZ_F0FfAJdAvhcl_TtbgknTJplgyDiuQ3bSFaIY1YPJ6IM3p2E9cxFHrjki_ZxBvWIS10my6x70m-HSGqQeJzK3V0y5BSugg80qLEhVB_gY_86vuIh6I2BQVPeUHwMi9i1IL_J0vafXowBp_q1MQdMM8pdeLyf0xVz7Hk5U/s4000/20240125_103627.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFBqzt8i1KJwCAZxwhcN7OZ_F0FfAJdAvhcl_TtbgknTJplgyDiuQ3bSFaIY1YPJ6IM3p2E9cxFHrjki_ZxBvWIS10my6x70m-HSGqQeJzK3V0y5BSugg80qLEhVB_gY_86vuIh6I2BQVPeUHwMi9i1IL_J0vafXowBp_q1MQdMM8pdeLyf0xVz7Hk5U/w640-h360/20240125_103627.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey - "Do I get to play with them another time?"<br />Yes, buddy another time.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>All the time spent displaying calm behaviours has a huge benefit for everyone. <br /><p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbsd2UHkuKhEpCWU9fUAUhjEMz9nkHcEKX6wO_f_d7YbjrUkZv5uPYIm-LCyVt4ws93mlO0NaMDslEXi1HV-vNa4h8G_AHlzyQ9Td29Wsdp8Gq1S32D6HXH2QvF_anQ0X_knon0Urxm11sCNzLcHijlgJzjngYh2tln6MBsdptd4vnbSFBcPrF1EMWbTc/s4000/20240125_123841.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbsd2UHkuKhEpCWU9fUAUhjEMz9nkHcEKX6wO_f_d7YbjrUkZv5uPYIm-LCyVt4ws93mlO0NaMDslEXi1HV-vNa4h8G_AHlzyQ9Td29Wsdp8Gq1S32D6HXH2QvF_anQ0X_knon0Urxm11sCNzLcHijlgJzjngYh2tln6MBsdptd4vnbSFBcPrF1EMWbTc/w640-h362/20240125_123841.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma and Bailey saunter politely together. There was no need for rough and tumble play.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>We spent a long time wandering the yard and switching dogs on lead and who roamed with who. We went indoors and out and maintained a safe distance to allow maximum comfort to all. Near the end of the visit Chip and Maggie played happily in the safety of the x-pen while the others rested close be. <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKTFhyphenhyphenE6LxFRw5iwmsL-DinicEOFBegbyyRXGM50zSEJf_QWDSgSM_NCFZhsvsYeezAui746MxALzv3t8W82Qsca6XhSBCsYqwSFAxqRzFTUis7uJ0nBHHPinaFiVZW1O3VZU0e5JrMX24uMbu4fBCq93ZZq9CZ5P5cuv3Ui8Z3Bj17ktJ9s7Z94sVgu4/s4000/20240125_144406.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKTFhyphenhyphenE6LxFRw5iwmsL-DinicEOFBegbyyRXGM50zSEJf_QWDSgSM_NCFZhsvsYeezAui746MxALzv3t8W82Qsca6XhSBCsYqwSFAxqRzFTUis7uJ0nBHHPinaFiVZW1O3VZU0e5JrMX24uMbu4fBCq93ZZq9CZ5P5cuv3Ui8Z3Bj17ktJ9s7Z94sVgu4/w640-h362/20240125_144406.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma - "I was good right? I shud get cookies. Right?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtY6sWmWAPNyj3EVcFw-Zp6kx-cPfR61lzLb7qoppmggu5j7REX4AFwXmPpDblJUapVoK7-llBHS3v_FhaR5yGtT6dml4BvenqGMWbG4hCj_c5KuPYrEJSEI5k3xu7rk98BoKsh1G3Zqz0qIoukXAIxMuNgBBchFIcYfXc1nbGfDSBDcny9zJmQ_bZdV4/s4000/20240125_135101.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtY6sWmWAPNyj3EVcFw-Zp6kx-cPfR61lzLb7qoppmggu5j7REX4AFwXmPpDblJUapVoK7-llBHS3v_FhaR5yGtT6dml4BvenqGMWbG4hCj_c5KuPYrEJSEI5k3xu7rk98BoKsh1G3Zqz0qIoukXAIxMuNgBBchFIcYfXc1nbGfDSBDcny9zJmQ_bZdV4/w640-h362/20240125_135101.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They even slept through me taking the others out.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A day like today, of meeting others, can be just as tiring as a day full
of zooms and vigorous playing. After 6 hours of daycare this day, Maggie
and Chip fell asleep in their favourite spot. They sleep soundly for a full half hour.When they woke I had taken the others outdoors. I looked up at the window and there were their little faces watching the going on. It was time for home for them. So we said our 'see ya laters' and I texted mom and dad to pick them up. <br /></div><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA0Syk3njuhjiRH5NL53bCZ8uNPkOIq9u3jqyfrRhOsApLTn704iGIMunWOcfI78wvUoGrHACErFCBZlLzBqswVNFxEgDPSa6auFyH5a_Uc5XtXRkcYO90TgLQ4JV7UyboSwxPy7JXHLrtt2UfIjBXrgyl4kvzf2Nj8xxCv0hA0-e3Uyg5hbCSQwgLtVg/s2268/20240125_132109.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1356" data-original-width="2268" height="381" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA0Syk3njuhjiRH5NL53bCZ8uNPkOIq9u3jqyfrRhOsApLTn704iGIMunWOcfI78wvUoGrHACErFCBZlLzBqswVNFxEgDPSa6auFyH5a_Uc5XtXRkcYO90TgLQ4JV7UyboSwxPy7JXHLrtt2UfIjBXrgyl4kvzf2Nj8xxCv0hA0-e3Uyg5hbCSQwgLtVg/w640-h381/20240125_132109.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"S'cuze me lady, But we think it's home time now"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Our goal for these two sweeties, is to continue these calm, positive visits with a variety of others. They are booked in a few days over the summer and the need for them to be more in control of their separation anxiety is very real. <br />I hope I can help them. Until that day comes, I am currently not booking others on the same days as their summer visit. <br />I'm looking forward to another peaceful day visit, near the end of Feb. See you then, 'Littles'. <br />Happy snuggles with mom and dad.<br /><p></p>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-40865533678963185142024-01-09T05:14:00.000-08:002024-01-12T07:55:37.865-08:00Welcome 10 year old Karma <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHM3hUe5r_di97hDGLKdW2aooy9we8jK11RGnrdHKrx2V4sQ_v2runuXlJK0l3g2HqdKtiYl5t1_m4uVdzbkAiothCE_BO4i7ZVui_FILXfdZ_qCaoAzsO0vQD7MtJL7HcvjO5SHUwcwS0kCau9ZZ1kriGtGEQuMlBllfV4W2Bc-ilaROpep1MDDEUfhA/s1640/20231223_115340.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1640" data-original-width="1359" height="186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHM3hUe5r_di97hDGLKdW2aooy9we8jK11RGnrdHKrx2V4sQ_v2runuXlJK0l3g2HqdKtiYl5t1_m4uVdzbkAiothCE_BO4i7ZVui_FILXfdZ_qCaoAzsO0vQD7MtJL7HcvjO5SHUwcwS0kCau9ZZ1kriGtGEQuMlBllfV4W2Bc-ilaROpep1MDDEUfhA/w154-h186/20231223_115340.jpg" width="154" /></a></div>Welcome to the newest member of our extended pack, 10 yr. old Karma.
A lovely Pembrook Corgi who came for a Meet & Greet just before Christmas.
He and his mom have recently moved to our little town all the way from Oregon USA! Wow big move, right?
<br />Karma has a wonderful personality and seemed to feel right at home during his M&G. <br /> He relaxed very quickly and has 100% recall. There was no need for a safety lead on this boy. <br />He surveyed the yard in its entirety, leaving no leaf unturned. Indoors he followed his nose and checked out everything thoroughly.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBKwBzPsBfd7irFR1f9ZY7KCAVvpYaP0_q63ydSc3yuzCBl75_XiXFnzOEzxHEmX75fTF6bl1h9N-wBWgSm1fKm83EesfFuOweAT3H28sy6Zjg3tqJD5g6Va-_5gV7ym7bthfTV5NCOdUtejdZaaMSEUdfLG5fetO0RCKgb6X4oGuz3CoWAU4hfJqSH6g/s4000/20231223_115550.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBKwBzPsBfd7irFR1f9ZY7KCAVvpYaP0_q63ydSc3yuzCBl75_XiXFnzOEzxHEmX75fTF6bl1h9N-wBWgSm1fKm83EesfFuOweAT3H28sy6Zjg3tqJD5g6Va-_5gV7ym7bthfTV5NCOdUtejdZaaMSEUdfLG5fetO0RCKgb6X4oGuz3CoWAU4hfJqSH6g/w640-h360/20231223_115550.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>He found a few toys and then decided his spot to watch for things
would be on top of the front porch steps. A perfect place to sit when it's time to watch for
mom.
<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIGBeuQpleJgsy1II19qV_ZNia7TWELdalUTkCMe3notGCbVRaxivGe4hnPWrfAMKssZt4dj6BfRKvxpVna-alvY2DE5MJFVxBD3oq6Bo-z_z4-KJAmvNehZODhS3MyVkTo4uLVLIfHV8MkDSpKfLdnyX85-mhFs1POY-vozzwvPbbV6_Ato7aCHQqxsI/s4000/20231223_112054.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIGBeuQpleJgsy1II19qV_ZNia7TWELdalUTkCMe3notGCbVRaxivGe4hnPWrfAMKssZt4dj6BfRKvxpVna-alvY2DE5MJFVxBD3oq6Bo-z_z4-KJAmvNehZODhS3MyVkTo4uLVLIfHV8MkDSpKfLdnyX85-mhFs1POY-vozzwvPbbV6_Ato7aCHQqxsI/w640-h360/20231223_112054.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A squeaky stuffy. May be one of Karma's favourite toys?<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtokniIcvz2jSGTaEoxvCRKHMRJlJ9IzloolrEmvU5zsyHRHj_wnFfzn4baRhmHSsZApzlVzJSxD-_1GXTbVH0DV5QMaFgCHRNPGoRW80RDCvI_f4g62iIK3nniQAc1SNZN4v3uq9hAovnl73_6zoz5nHYT0zomYnd5ryXvXjczys8HYf0-vhMUVmSdbo/s4000/20231223_115800.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtokniIcvz2jSGTaEoxvCRKHMRJlJ9IzloolrEmvU5zsyHRHj_wnFfzn4baRhmHSsZApzlVzJSxD-_1GXTbVH0DV5QMaFgCHRNPGoRW80RDCvI_f4g62iIK3nniQAc1SNZN4v3uq9hAovnl73_6zoz5nHYT0zomYnd5ryXvXjczys8HYf0-vhMUVmSdbo/w640-h360/20231223_115800.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Watching and listening in relaxed mode<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>We were able to fit Karma’s first four hour visit in, just a
couple of days ago. <br />What a darling gentleman he is. He followed me around the house and I went through my check list of activities getting to know his personality. Much like many dogs, the vacuum can be a bit scary for Karma. So I spent some time allowing him to see it's safe and he could trust me in it's presence. Within a short time I was able to turn the vacuum on with him near by. I will probably not use it when he visits but you never know! <br /><center><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/KUoRxRZ0UoY?si=6LT3YfA1ZSDbfkqz" style="background-image: url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/KUoRxRZ0UoY/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"></iframe></center><p> Karma can use the
stairs just fine but I’m making the decision to avoid them and focus on
the ramp entrances for him. Being 10 years old puts him on my ‘joint
risk’ radar. He’s currently on joint meds and his mom and I agree there’s no need
for him to have to force his joints pulling his long body up the high steps.
He took to the ramp perfectly once he was directed to it. Good boy
Karma. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijefxYKjkCXBj_l0vY2dxjXklctro1E4QrXR41zCuoGjDABd_khu_gPysmB_u9GOVgUU1s0MPv2awIajHoYQUotLCmw-J0iOWRTZm2o3aR7JzaHafPa1iTlcGdozWo6gDkV9sCGzbi8OESkpdaU4mm8p0EFYcWmWVI8NH2Ci_92mRCwlFdJIpywZurCCs/s4000/20240107_130327.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijefxYKjkCXBj_l0vY2dxjXklctro1E4QrXR41zCuoGjDABd_khu_gPysmB_u9GOVgUU1s0MPv2awIajHoYQUotLCmw-J0iOWRTZm2o3aR7JzaHafPa1iTlcGdozWo6gDkV9sCGzbi8OESkpdaU4mm8p0EFYcWmWVI8NH2Ci_92mRCwlFdJIpywZurCCs/w360-h640/20240107_130327.jpg" width="360" /></a></div><p></p><p> The height of the step verses Karma's body length tell me it's a struggle that we can avoid. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0zKW4dhOLmiHfLR-8Wr2pcTQKdOQ9D6vj5su_aBqreV-lfddSJYLWa87991mfs7SZqsSBTMAeI_d_HRd5YOvCb4k7B05Qt6aKaJzIbccJWiJZByQUsbNOW-yTr2Uw_Cj-fYggdTGDBPD5f7dKeS_dfdsj73aFtRujjBLM-v6nXmDyr15ncCgnHw1aYDc/s4000/20240107_130233.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0zKW4dhOLmiHfLR-8Wr2pcTQKdOQ9D6vj5su_aBqreV-lfddSJYLWa87991mfs7SZqsSBTMAeI_d_HRd5YOvCb4k7B05Qt6aKaJzIbccJWiJZByQUsbNOW-yTr2Uw_Cj-fYggdTGDBPD5f7dKeS_dfdsj73aFtRujjBLM-v6nXmDyr15ncCgnHw1aYDc/w362-h640/20240107_130233.jpg" width="362" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The ramp is so much easier on him.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Karma has very good listening skills. I asked him to stay and closed the gate to the living-room. I went through my kitchen routines while he sat behind a gate. I saw no concern from Karma. He just watched me and seemed to be wondering why I wasn't playing with him but stayed like a very good boy. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5qsSJ0ZPq5CoTWadFud1LyfD0uVVIGHlhPZqBFCuenflXrX2ChA7owNcLV19XtBvArdxxSPq4ukGCTKuegIDxiPg2YV88AZHk5KO9CwOcVJR1rMeHHMDXWeQInkaLakngtcw5kM1iFeGZiS94o9rv-V9ouwSV9dWpET0FqWMuz4zTeHfcPvbeqRy3NA0/s4000/20240107_131442.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5qsSJ0ZPq5CoTWadFud1LyfD0uVVIGHlhPZqBFCuenflXrX2ChA7owNcLV19XtBvArdxxSPq4ukGCTKuegIDxiPg2YV88AZHk5KO9CwOcVJR1rMeHHMDXWeQInkaLakngtcw5kM1iFeGZiS94o9rv-V9ouwSV9dWpET0FqWMuz4zTeHfcPvbeqRy3NA0/w640-h360/20240107_131442.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Why you not play wiv me Lady?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Once Karma knew what I was asking of him, he allowed me to try a few husbandry tasks. He was a bit hesitant in the beginning. I spent a good amount of time sitting stroking him in the presence of the brushes and soon he was perfectly fine with allowing me to preform a full body check. His paws, ears, teeth, tail etc. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisHAFLgfO6__7GLMi0ayJGbv8nZ6FRjeuyVpbMOyuKZWlaBcuC03OVyLOpUX1dLZMQgKKa_4RBIs2aVlxvK2AWaxwjqMHzt4N4ntXVIVbruYtYSAXzLzDNmOV5n5PECaXtAsQ02aZ3h0kKQFqLMT4cbL1G3l92o1lu-z3kGtnVQXYPdwNjqtWSksugW_U/s3067/20240107_123713.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="3067" height="470" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisHAFLgfO6__7GLMi0ayJGbv8nZ6FRjeuyVpbMOyuKZWlaBcuC03OVyLOpUX1dLZMQgKKa_4RBIs2aVlxvK2AWaxwjqMHzt4N4ntXVIVbruYtYSAXzLzDNmOV5n5PECaXtAsQ02aZ3h0kKQFqLMT4cbL1G3l92o1lu-z3kGtnVQXYPdwNjqtWSksugW_U/w640-h470/20240107_123713.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma - "Try not to linger on my back end to much okay Lady?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Finding a 'just right' place to rest was not an issue for Karma. He tried each of the mats and crates before making his decision. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwgHUh-eGgnA_muuzuSttEgorF3P1SRAtmrx-5atUGi4PwPJX8mC0lJOuEvXytloU7rQ0dbsfiUbuHqbS7EkNsfGLEayaLTDnX1svxkqdcjvLXipgwRcl5JjXNEIzeTl3d_MmCi4CltYMwyiGtkcHpmA7HHGma_IAD9tNj9WGjQQWdDFGSgDsz3LOUJOk/s2671/20240107_131834.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2671" data-original-width="2252" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwgHUh-eGgnA_muuzuSttEgorF3P1SRAtmrx-5atUGi4PwPJX8mC0lJOuEvXytloU7rQ0dbsfiUbuHqbS7EkNsfGLEayaLTDnX1svxkqdcjvLXipgwRcl5JjXNEIzeTl3d_MmCi4CltYMwyiGtkcHpmA7HHGma_IAD9tNj9WGjQQWdDFGSgDsz3LOUJOk/w540-h640/20240107_131834.jpg" width="540" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma - "Does anyone use this one Lady? Can it be mine?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>By the end of our four hour visit, Karma had crashed in comfort. <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMhIderYRqZdT4lKvtYwHWCrrIFigunMKJX6-F8E03bvwlqBq4W2JkTl3uX1gpGXpZ8fqg_WR93-53eBpw3EwRWNdNkXrFRtxa67FhQF_gpmcIJa__GTLMDlYcuUa_11_V_IuVfkhQ4Ajbrmi0QxlAPl83MLhUZwAsthLEuGlk-fU-pFe06TlgyWqlejM/s2843/20240107_133734.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1689" data-original-width="2843" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMhIderYRqZdT4lKvtYwHWCrrIFigunMKJX6-F8E03bvwlqBq4W2JkTl3uX1gpGXpZ8fqg_WR93-53eBpw3EwRWNdNkXrFRtxa67FhQF_gpmcIJa__GTLMDlYcuUa_11_V_IuVfkhQ4Ajbrmi0QxlAPl83MLhUZwAsthLEuGlk-fU-pFe06TlgyWqlejM/w640-h380/20240107_133734.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shhh sleep well gentle man. Mom will be here soon.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>I believe Karma is ready to meet other buddies now and we’re looking forward to
many fun days together.
<br />Welcome to our pack Karma.
You are a darling! <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOjfC4jD5-tfbj_KeSLKZoK8ZaDQ0mVpiAs43hmL8fcV-39TpRbn2BN9lrwu3NdA_1sJn-McdS62GTrzJCXPOPPKxp8FQnQXPUSzbSUT0PW3F72KxNf6d9npz3-RdqAa9J6v9OSWsGHFnmt6w7MeA3_2sS_g7uPt9qd-_Fe8G2B_DnmR_1LJvyYuC5fMg/s4000/20231223_120136.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOjfC4jD5-tfbj_KeSLKZoK8ZaDQ0mVpiAs43hmL8fcV-39TpRbn2BN9lrwu3NdA_1sJn-McdS62GTrzJCXPOPPKxp8FQnQXPUSzbSUT0PW3F72KxNf6d9npz3-RdqAa9J6v9OSWsGHFnmt6w7MeA3_2sS_g7uPt9qd-_Fe8G2B_DnmR_1LJvyYuC5fMg/w640-h360/20231223_120136.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma - "Can I stay a little longer please mom?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-12570467018475595332024-01-04T10:25:00.000-08:002024-01-04T10:25:18.594-08:00A New Year ~ January 2024We had Henry over the holidays and saw day visitors Sage, Bailey and
Ruby. Kaia and Kona also joined us for the first 3 days of the New
Year. Our yard is wet and soggy, and on some days muddy and messy. The
dogs didn't seem to care and there is still enough frost in the ground
to eliminate most of the mud. Their paws were wet but easily cleaned.
That was a blessing.<br /> I received so many wonderful thoughtful gifts this year. I feel truly blessed to have so many friends. <br />I appreciate all that I received. The gifts of all sorts, the chocolates, homemade cookies, a Welcome sign, a mug, a gift certificate, a memorial ornament, and liqueur. I felt the outpouring of gratitude from all my daycare moms and dads this year. <br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Thank you to everyone for all your thoughtfulness. You made my heart feel so warm and appreciated.</b><br /></span>Little Sage and her mom stopped by for a lovely visit with some delicious homemade cookies! Yum! <br />Thank you!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikfziqqcgCP0vvNlP5aoIQPOPhM0XR1zV0A89ws0YjUwDU92syNppyaAyKnwDBWvZ2q33JalrLs9eNSER45CccNP48-rb-TPJgfqfSCfMLH6FY13PNHmb9q38B8-dN28dglM8btkY-9wjbLwXaEk-lLEf6u0x0lrYZhNjq5CJoPOC9ManoRbKmfeC8rr8/s4000/20231225_131448.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikfziqqcgCP0vvNlP5aoIQPOPhM0XR1zV0A89ws0YjUwDU92syNppyaAyKnwDBWvZ2q33JalrLs9eNSER45CccNP48-rb-TPJgfqfSCfMLH6FY13PNHmb9q38B8-dN28dglM8btkY-9wjbLwXaEk-lLEf6u0x0lrYZhNjq5CJoPOC9ManoRbKmfeC8rr8/w640-h360/20231225_131448.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage - "You mean Santa Paws left this present for me at your house? Wow Fanks Santa Paws!<br />Do I haf''ta share?"<br />Mom- 'It would be nice if you did"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p></p><p>The New Year came in very calm. We had nine people in our home overnight, yet the house seemed different. <br />My
step Granddaughter is the Lil'wat Nation Jr. Princess and joined us
while her and her friend danced at the New Years Pow Wow at the Rec.
centre this year. We are so proud of her. Only 12 years old and pouring
her heart into something she feels so passionate about. Congratulations
on the presentation of your Eagle Feathers this year sweetie! We love
you very much!<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFxv8zh6qa17usD73UqhClD6-xC9W46CZ6kdUXRSwJ_UGeqHSq94q8QZX46jmXy544sSya6s9ePaWJUPvduvmMzQvWSMLBxPFvTuXyYaNsn_J-8oOXNHY2Y3Pl-XrpkDzrIBskmrL0dVAJk_MHNbdGI8hrzD6J7a6MCX3ydZOtcr6Abp5HfxZGoQThFck/s1367/Presented%20eagle%20feather2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1029" data-original-width="1367" height="483" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFxv8zh6qa17usD73UqhClD6-xC9W46CZ6kdUXRSwJ_UGeqHSq94q8QZX46jmXy544sSya6s9ePaWJUPvduvmMzQvWSMLBxPFvTuXyYaNsn_J-8oOXNHY2Y3Pl-XrpkDzrIBskmrL0dVAJk_MHNbdGI8hrzD6J7a6MCX3ydZOtcr6Abp5HfxZGoQThFck/w640-h483/Presented%20eagle%20feather2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brooke received her feathers after dancing the healing dance. <br />A gentleman presented them to her because he was so touched <br />by her dancing and sending healing spirits to his ailing son. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh8E3knlPNxrXRSZyAvHV3Tk_UMNks7-j1MJier7c6UTp0xDmebF4AZkwUqqEmZ1pjhc-6qtKo8hAlqYns5grTYvGHW0mcbGSSM2NpEL_cHBBiO_IHzZkn0O7UGbgZhIilovWSueJwRhTigtcDIZvsVQemdYE5aUTFNdq0s0B-XqUdCQquGWeMMtw2B24/s4000/20231231_083037.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh8E3knlPNxrXRSZyAvHV3Tk_UMNks7-j1MJier7c6UTp0xDmebF4AZkwUqqEmZ1pjhc-6qtKo8hAlqYns5grTYvGHW0mcbGSSM2NpEL_cHBBiO_IHzZkn0O7UGbgZhIilovWSueJwRhTigtcDIZvsVQemdYE5aUTFNdq0s0B-XqUdCQquGWeMMtw2B24/w640-h362/20231231_083037.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">4 on the living-room floor, 2 in one bedroom, 2 in another and <br />1 in the last bedroom. Yes a houseful.<br />Henry - "Umm, 's'cuse me but I fink u dropped a crumb here"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>The people went home and the dogs came back. There was never a time during the holidays that I was physically alone. It was a full few days, I enjoyed every minute of it. <br />Yet there was something not quite right.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6kiLb6AjyHjAXO7J_AnKnRBdEpfUlULtY1obOZIcwXjF_sBTof0Cmxwmg64f0q91ik1mpPPTqPRtoEz_7Nf0wn-XvN_0imnNMcaiAuvA3ND2Iq2mZQ1JqicGPOM3ve-u1pmPf9t5xYDNo3i7sHijEOaDMTZSmBuDA-B_mbDeGRd1jtw6-MZuaHpC5I_U/s4000/20240102_100511.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6kiLb6AjyHjAXO7J_AnKnRBdEpfUlULtY1obOZIcwXjF_sBTof0Cmxwmg64f0q91ik1mpPPTqPRtoEz_7Nf0wn-XvN_0imnNMcaiAuvA3ND2Iq2mZQ1JqicGPOM3ve-u1pmPf9t5xYDNo3i7sHijEOaDMTZSmBuDA-B_mbDeGRd1jtw6-MZuaHpC5I_U/w640-h362/20240102_100511.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From people to dogs in one easy step.<br />Separation fence up to promote relaxation after lunch.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p> Henry and Bailey had an opportunity to see each other before the New Year. These two have really become so close. They hold toys and run together like they're in a three legged race. Such a happy couple of buddies.</p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcR7Irl4MRGQ4Grs0gNwGYnXqS3suFuHBepFN-mCBml_WvSp6Bnf_U0aTToJzo-ItIWs4wfKMpV18zUfzvGttKVYBPQZpNNj8OPUxK7K46GAA2ejGFGm-H9zmXbTCG564-z3JRs-ONFNvBcQwlXgbk4uqj4GyHdMOiEd1FxWqvT9prWUswyrfwwmWYKKU/s2501/20231228_100759.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1685" data-original-width="2501" height="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcR7Irl4MRGQ4Grs0gNwGYnXqS3suFuHBepFN-mCBml_WvSp6Bnf_U0aTToJzo-ItIWs4wfKMpV18zUfzvGttKVYBPQZpNNj8OPUxK7K46GAA2ejGFGm-H9zmXbTCG564-z3JRs-ONFNvBcQwlXgbk4uqj4GyHdMOiEd1FxWqvT9prWUswyrfwwmWYKKU/w640-h432/20231228_100759.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey - "Let's zoom the yard Henry. We wont see each other until next year now!"<br />Henry - "Okay I'll lead!"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Ruby, Kaia and Kona are still not the best of friends, so keeping them separated was necessary when they visited together. I love my x-pens and they get used often.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8LLK9sLaJOIxJH8nHGgrcqmgvxm_aYl8LtLRkz6ScYd1Gkjcr5aPFhwpp_TY_FVp4LtiAVEq9qdHmFPe7qAtOgtycNNH6dGz3KjZgleEfxd-zW409w_hg5xdmFIA20QInu0Br02LVKtnRCCl44HxhpMMvEP-pjUM1aXUsug6cU5r3JIEhQKnkDvwCmE4/s4000/20240102_112748.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8LLK9sLaJOIxJH8nHGgrcqmgvxm_aYl8LtLRkz6ScYd1Gkjcr5aPFhwpp_TY_FVp4LtiAVEq9qdHmFPe7qAtOgtycNNH6dGz3KjZgleEfxd-zW409w_hg5xdmFIA20QInu0Br02LVKtnRCCl44HxhpMMvEP-pjUM1aXUsug6cU5r3JIEhQKnkDvwCmE4/w640-h360/20240102_112748.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby - "Can you hear me?"<br />Kaia- "Yes, I hear you clearly. Do you hear me?"<br />Kona- "Hey? Henry? Wanna play?"<br />Henry - "Keep it down please. I'm trying to rest here."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>As long as there is a fence between them, the girls were fine. I feel so fortunate to have a yard that allows me to keep everyone safe and happy.<br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6MlnXP5l8Ps-s7w9WowLgGUffrQZ3YwviOpLSu_x_ABecMytIjsNC3qQAs7zJ9InyojCRuaOZ2T6IfNgTqaNIDPphf7rfS2z-iUIZ2y91SgD6ie1eFeTtsMpCnKtjLuyXeu9Y0fZnpLTmUc9jFKd1No2P5ZPuh1kBAvf2rQ1qdtt8XIneqkx2NLeJfvQ/s2856/20240102_101430.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2856" data-original-width="2243" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6MlnXP5l8Ps-s7w9WowLgGUffrQZ3YwviOpLSu_x_ABecMytIjsNC3qQAs7zJ9InyojCRuaOZ2T6IfNgTqaNIDPphf7rfS2z-iUIZ2y91SgD6ie1eFeTtsMpCnKtjLuyXeu9Y0fZnpLTmUc9jFKd1No2P5ZPuh1kBAvf2rQ1qdtt8XIneqkx2NLeJfvQ/w502-h640/20240102_101430.jpg" width="502" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Keep your distance and we'll be just fine.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Everyone had a playmate and the first week of 2024 were a few fun-filled days. I spent the days going in and out of gates supervising each playing pair. There were no incidents and the days went by quickly. Still something in my heart felt alone.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjscdbS8RVE0SFIfHO8F26tOMegyvv9N8jO4bqoLwUCsRPPJHHGuHsd_e6D1x2qzBv88_dRbjSUOgvMmNdSxJBGAeOXIuH9arjji16Oa5C2Is4OqOJ0tkerQM-tmk82POO2kbRDp3-vIHvD9MNyeexgGI1ey5iV3XGn74_Gz-lVcoYUXTEk3Hc_GkRGwZg/s2552/20240102_101653.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1708" data-original-width="2552" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjscdbS8RVE0SFIfHO8F26tOMegyvv9N8jO4bqoLwUCsRPPJHHGuHsd_e6D1x2qzBv88_dRbjSUOgvMmNdSxJBGAeOXIuH9arjji16Oa5C2Is4OqOJ0tkerQM-tmk82POO2kbRDp3-vIHvD9MNyeexgGI1ey5iV3XGn74_Gz-lVcoYUXTEk3Hc_GkRGwZg/w640-h428/20240102_101653.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby and Henry get ready to GO!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNBO13v3rGqNETb6vBIFiEZ-4EYxzBeSVgOOljehZvS7H3wq064jpeENWJYjbWR63jeqHMk-HNMZl64NNNb7WaARKE9XeBlOwMml-M8YT_jS6y7C_aPhIe8XvXjOwkyBzb7mNlxSaW7dFKKNUBE9JWe4_0xNMRR86RBcTR0ybb91-Qc1q1mJH_3daBdWw/s2975/20240101_113738.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1775" data-original-width="2975" height="382" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNBO13v3rGqNETb6vBIFiEZ-4EYxzBeSVgOOljehZvS7H3wq064jpeENWJYjbWR63jeqHMk-HNMZl64NNNb7WaARKE9XeBlOwMml-M8YT_jS6y7C_aPhIe8XvXjOwkyBzb7mNlxSaW7dFKKNUBE9JWe4_0xNMRR86RBcTR0ybb91-Qc1q1mJH_3daBdWw/w640-h382/20240101_113738.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Henry takes the lead with Kona in chase<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>I've been putting off writing
this post because I've felt uneasy yet I knew I needed to write about the holiday happenings. What my heart really wanted was to release and write about our beloved Lady
May. <br />We are struggling to heal from her passing. I need to find some
time, take that time and write so my heart heals easier. That is one of
my New Years resolutions.<br />I will be taking some time this year, each month to do more self reflection and allow myself to process more. Grief is a hard issue to resolve and our grief has recently been set aside. <br />I truly felt a need to let the holidays be happy days and make time afterwards to allow myself some private reflection. <br />There is peace in my heart and I want to allow it to shine through again. Restful quiet days happen very seldom and I'm choosing to create more of them this year. <br />I hope everyone has an opportunity to do the same. <br />I wish you all Good Will, Peace and Happiness in the coming year. <br />Thank you for all your much needed support this year.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZr9no2sKv8tmDsZteWDbep_Wi5XHDBUiIJ9ZVeaR3oLFpanj8LWSRac5Spn6AvcxBjlrNTGnjMdKQalOVXmTIbWfnxnH6oqxk_Bap5L1aFaC61ineAQe0_d8nZHbhp0B8CRpyMCR_rz9pAqEtV5_ksKARiKenAfoyl3CRtyTpj0HVHLwAvj7h6-7ZMIg/s4000/20231221_084227.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZr9no2sKv8tmDsZteWDbep_Wi5XHDBUiIJ9ZVeaR3oLFpanj8LWSRac5Spn6AvcxBjlrNTGnjMdKQalOVXmTIbWfnxnH6oqxk_Bap5L1aFaC61ineAQe0_d8nZHbhp0B8CRpyMCR_rz9pAqEtV5_ksKARiKenAfoyl3CRtyTpj0HVHLwAvj7h6-7ZMIg/w640-h360/20231221_084227.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby reflects<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxULrdxwugKUiidgCIHvGU8iT161-xpgbjchSCojX73gNFdIPTC2JunTVnijj_aX4Xg11kuB6z8FSmWpPYhZEk5aUs4HC-HEprr-ts-h_nsC4y92BaDM5lvRJoRjfc3SZ05sA4E-q-uue8aR1apxrZwnFPBRvJnRu_YyWDhOEqT5VzxOm1bUEPoSQV8BM/s4000/20231231_093112.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxULrdxwugKUiidgCIHvGU8iT161-xpgbjchSCojX73gNFdIPTC2JunTVnijj_aX4Xg11kuB6z8FSmWpPYhZEk5aUs4HC-HEprr-ts-h_nsC4y92BaDM5lvRJoRjfc3SZ05sA4E-q-uue8aR1apxrZwnFPBRvJnRu_YyWDhOEqT5VzxOm1bUEPoSQV8BM/w640-h360/20231231_093112.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sir Henry and Lucas relax<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaHtyM1mJ190JPx2iKYj8l4gRB_AO7HIDGUTmfFugwuxXh-57OnBQdw7WE8s38p_REaNG8x4lUKmyKDMRTC1uQhs9yDze32h_hyphenhyphenH-OSc1xCmtuFEidFpUzLcKSWXMZ0CLqORQU9EWWD4DoJk7IOhQ53l1O0q2TOH2lADntrEeOqDc-JxVCW3B2QSw6ndY/s2759/20240103_110844.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2759" data-original-width="2218" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaHtyM1mJ190JPx2iKYj8l4gRB_AO7HIDGUTmfFugwuxXh-57OnBQdw7WE8s38p_REaNG8x4lUKmyKDMRTC1uQhs9yDze32h_hyphenhyphenH-OSc1xCmtuFEidFpUzLcKSWXMZ0CLqORQU9EWWD4DoJk7IOhQ53l1O0q2TOH2lADntrEeOqDc-JxVCW3B2QSw6ndY/w514-h640/20240103_110844.jpg" width="514" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kaia and Kona rest<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Happy New Year. <br />2024 is upon us.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCn4UvGXNXKfjhKGpzgTJ8Dk1U6BNWXExRG8K8Tie6K35pvtxeZRD21UtOSXJLv3KOz7G4nK0Kd_NnuBpH-bLvYYdFJJFDTuLHw_uIVesvHZUN1FzTp7qNGrCcqDuPtgW2k8Y1DBtXDVvGySXq8yNgcAprL7Rh6xC4r8K8RYl5c1G9cJVYLLxUAb2w9b4/s4000/20231222_131214.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="4000" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCn4UvGXNXKfjhKGpzgTJ8Dk1U6BNWXExRG8K8Tie6K35pvtxeZRD21UtOSXJLv3KOz7G4nK0Kd_NnuBpH-bLvYYdFJJFDTuLHw_uIVesvHZUN1FzTp7qNGrCcqDuPtgW2k8Y1DBtXDVvGySXq8yNgcAprL7Rh6xC4r8K8RYl5c1G9cJVYLLxUAb2w9b4/w400-h225/20231222_131214.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rest In Peace Lady May<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-50124296564795313312023-12-24T08:08:00.000-08:002023-12-24T08:09:59.994-08:00What?! Is There Really Only 1 More Day?!<p> I think my catch phrase should be "Where did the time go?" Seriously. Every time I stop and look, another month has flown by. Here it is again a month since I've sat at my computer to write a blog post. 'They' say if time is just zooming by for you, it means you've been kept busy, having fun, filling your days and not being idle. Some would maintain, all those are good things for staying active and healthy in later years. Well, I have been those. <br />My issues with being busy with my darling dogs, is that it seems I don't find the time to do some other things I love doing. I do love to write and share photos and spread smiles and daycare stories. There's no sense saying I'll try harder n 2024 'cuz... realistically, I'm pretty sure I wont be able to. <br />Okay that's my rant. There's been a few happenings over the last month that I haven't posted about. This is a very shortened version but at least I'm getting it done right? <br /><br />We have a few smaller dogs coming in for Meet & Greets lately. Yes, I have opened my doors for newcomers once again. We are sadly seeing a few of our regulars moving away from town. I'll find some time to write up a few posts about who's moving away soon. ( I hope) <br />That opens up a few spaces for daycare and we're very happy to welcome some new furry faces.<br />We've had "The Little's" Chip and Maggie come for their free 4 hour visit and have a few more days scheduled for more time together soon. <br />Well, Yes, Of course I just had to try out a few costumes on them. They're becoming so comfortable with me it was a very fun day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLeoTHCb5iTOF331aarXx1KZb6p2Y8i8ff1_ceAwa1b555C-69xOcvN9RbuVgK22ZfsromE3VwIjpkaIU4bz5GM6zXu6CDLOQrTdmazrSeufQPuSIlhQ6Yt8bBGsT9tpaPPm5J-YDyJfb80AHZL8eMyJeg7st91D0JEBBf71HD1iRe_j1lt8PhZveYZHM/s280/ChipMagselfSnowman2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="280" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLeoTHCb5iTOF331aarXx1KZb6p2Y8i8ff1_ceAwa1b555C-69xOcvN9RbuVgK22ZfsromE3VwIjpkaIU4bz5GM6zXu6CDLOQrTdmazrSeufQPuSIlhQ6Yt8bBGsT9tpaPPm5J-YDyJfb80AHZL8eMyJeg7st91D0JEBBf71HD1iRe_j1lt8PhZveYZHM/w640-h640/ChipMagselfSnowman2.jpg" width="640" /></a></p>They have also met with Miss Suzy Q! To my surprise Suzy initiated play with Chip and off they ran playing the "Cora' Game. Maybe the smaller friends will bring Suzy more confidence to play with out worry of being squished between the bigger dogs. I hope so! Go Suzy Go!<br /><center><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/172fDKWa0B4?si=cXZYwyEy05rWCPrN" width="480"></iframe></center><p>Our darling Matron Sadie came for an impromptu photo shoot and brought along her sister Peaches and their new 'baby' sister Poppy. Poppy is NOT really a baby. She actually 5 years old. It's her size that puts her in the baby category. Sorry sweetie. It's my way of making sure your visits are safe and the toys are appropriate.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWgOesxU_9PVZoVY7yuDClXsKrJzrR7QuzBp3KTNiSo7KxkXpyZ2q5LcLI348sXnrZkxNyYMxTuH4L9SzRUGL5fE8869gUS8BMvF74fey4SKxXgfh3jFcYJ2tfSSsXADuXceW8-ize0X7mMqRIYQnqHJH2pmVfGSO7Bt4jVu6SNM99OtUa4-p_ODiJwng/s472/PoppyElf.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="472" data-original-width="280" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWgOesxU_9PVZoVY7yuDClXsKrJzrR7QuzBp3KTNiSo7KxkXpyZ2q5LcLI348sXnrZkxNyYMxTuH4L9SzRUGL5fE8869gUS8BMvF74fey4SKxXgfh3jFcYJ2tfSSsXADuXceW8-ize0X7mMqRIYQnqHJH2pmVfGSO7Bt4jVu6SNM99OtUa4-p_ODiJwng/w380-h640/PoppyElf.jpg" width="380" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Poppy - "This is a joke right?" <br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Peaches, Sadie and little Poppy, were very serious during our photo shoot time. They were all quite compliant but very happy when cookie time came around! Merry Christmas ladies! <br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6962lm1RpOMfkvkzP6xQg-4eupdukP9ycTzt617Ng_1wGkb5mQGy4bJOHEzPFQUzsUS-HHYkX42EGgJfqnK4ME_H-WbD8IavPiPcOdupFcNUhCM1lOKUMY5H-lzoheR2sd48FwJSAHX89sRP7dU78LHRVy1TI8_LX1nnRzwtC51-Nj08NX3YjEmyoaBA/s497/peachesSadiePoppy.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="497" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6962lm1RpOMfkvkzP6xQg-4eupdukP9ycTzt617Ng_1wGkb5mQGy4bJOHEzPFQUzsUS-HHYkX42EGgJfqnK4ME_H-WbD8IavPiPcOdupFcNUhCM1lOKUMY5H-lzoheR2sd48FwJSAHX89sRP7dU78LHRVy1TI8_LX1nnRzwtC51-Nj08NX3YjEmyoaBA/w640-h360/peachesSadiePoppy.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sadie - "Just don't move and it's cookie time quickly!"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Our last intake for 2023 is an older boy from very far away. He's moved here all the way from Portland Oregon! We'll be writing up a Welcome to Lillooet blog in the new Year. Watch for it. <br />Welcome 10 year old Karma<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDXtUJ9kQx6tznBv9cj0exTwZUds6SUbXMkYStgAOaCdsL2rYQra1RVu5FghzcliTUq2BJxsZj5dJDjSBn_Fylh0xE-nNLy5mOtjHaMD9YIGNkOM8VjZZhQxrY0R8rbdtwZ0suW7wAlWA4vb7yg90o34s614ByHGHCSFFox2ZqfPXWTAtRRPFnvPqIadI/s497/Karma.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="497" data-original-width="280" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDXtUJ9kQx6tznBv9cj0exTwZUds6SUbXMkYStgAOaCdsL2rYQra1RVu5FghzcliTUq2BJxsZj5dJDjSBn_Fylh0xE-nNLy5mOtjHaMD9YIGNkOM8VjZZhQxrY0R8rbdtwZ0suW7wAlWA4vb7yg90o34s614ByHGHCSFFox2ZqfPXWTAtRRPFnvPqIadI/w360-h640/Karma.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Karma - "Really? <br />This is what happens at Daycare in Canada? Hmmm"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>We're looking forward to a fun filled year in 2024. We're walking in with a full house of furry friends and we can't wait for all the new introductions. <br />I'm hopeful I can find a few minutes to post more fun photos on Facebook. <br /><br />Thank you to everyone who supports Royal K9 Korner and allows their darlings to become part of our extended family! We are very excited and hopeful we'll soon have some snow and wonderful Winter days!<br />Have a Very Merry Christmas filled with all your very favourite things. <br />Please Stay Safe over the holidays.<br />Have a fantastic New Year!<br />All The Best <br />Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-55684865905443858892023-11-28T06:22:00.000-08:002023-11-28T06:22:48.546-08:00Welcome to Chip and Maggie & The New Black Husky<p>Daycare has been busy this month. Along with all our regular visitors, we've had the pleasure of welcoming 3 newcomers. They've been waiting for a M&G and there is one more scheduled for the new year. <br />One of our newcomers has asked to be kept private and that I not post any photos of him, so I’ll oblige. He is a lovely black, mixed breed, husky and a true 2 year old gentleman. <br />At our Meet & Greet we decided on a private visit on that same day, due to travel and my busy schedule. This boy was super happy that day. He’s an inquisitive fellow, who made sure to check all the areas throughout the house and yard. He opened his Welcome package here and was very eager to play with the plush squeaky toy inside. <br />He has the most beautiful happy face and a long, thick glossy black coat. He responded very well to my voice and hand gestures. I had no problem getting him to run and play with me, although, he quickly returned to his mom’s side. When it was time for mom to head out for a couple of hours, he was a bit reluctant to stay. <br />We watched mom leave and sat by the gate together for a short time. He slowly came with me when I finally asked him to join me away from the gate. We played together close to the gate so he could watch in case mom returned. Before long we were running and playing in the back yard and only periodically went back to the gate. <br />He was relaxed enough to come indoors within a very short time.
After the usual few hours of becoming familiarized this boy was relaxed enough to find a cozy crate and settled in for a nap.
I’ll be happy when he’s booked for a visit and will be welcoming him at the gate.
<br />Welcome to our new black husky. You are lovely!
<br /></p><p>From black to white and large to small. Our next newcomers are a duo of the tiniest, cutest buttons we've had the pleasure to welcome in a long time.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDwnUJipaeQyn0d7ItvJ_-qIGFYGn1otbw7xYKUclSCS7U2Ieyho5sLvC0MDG5k6Q5ueOIMKoJxkLgIAB-bd-oO3eYuh78VDEbaYf2wMzWJ04PSYPmoK5u2LVqBob2mn4TSpZ1cvXPjx4IK1EN9N67fVvgdtqan_XMh386uVBHiIF-gY8IA08vLBtJW4s/s2048/Duo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1816" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDwnUJipaeQyn0d7ItvJ_-qIGFYGn1otbw7xYKUclSCS7U2Ieyho5sLvC0MDG5k6Q5ueOIMKoJxkLgIAB-bd-oO3eYuh78VDEbaYf2wMzWJ04PSYPmoK5u2LVqBob2mn4TSpZ1cvXPjx4IK1EN9N67fVvgdtqan_XMh386uVBHiIF-gY8IA08vLBtJW4s/w568-h640/Duo.jpg" width="568" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chip & Maggie sporting their new fancy bows.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p>Chip is a delightful little 5 year old Terrier X who's very social and loves to run and play. His mom says some of his playful behaviours seem to have diminished a tad since his little sister was adopted. <br />We're hopeful he'll have an opportunity to regain some of his past social behaviours at daycare. We'll be looking for a 'just right' playmate for Chip.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJV9MHdOT16wY3vX7Tz2Wj5RtP8Uj9p7TRzeDGyOBz5xxVk77tC9z8lwp7kZcY1iyg2IPYJBXCcftdOPu5vGRpsTZEXbbzxT6-F_dVFlmXjARtQjeZzyQNzBwT7rc4tN9f7_Npmr_vvk6zV_dj0QNV4MYAFVtJDRsn3k9U0ty8BG2qEbv_OhcIMEcZavk/s2048/Chip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1653" data-original-width="2048" height="516" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJV9MHdOT16wY3vX7Tz2Wj5RtP8Uj9p7TRzeDGyOBz5xxVk77tC9z8lwp7kZcY1iyg2IPYJBXCcftdOPu5vGRpsTZEXbbzxT6-F_dVFlmXjARtQjeZzyQNzBwT7rc4tN9f7_Npmr_vvk6zV_dj0QNV4MYAFVtJDRsn3k9U0ty8BG2qEbv_OhcIMEcZavk/w640-h516/Chip.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chip - A real little gentleman.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo2UywCH9irhzNdeK_7boYfHsASH9-UlmCvkuwExjCNDR1A2PAjGHtO-_ti_SdHfzEjD68ZiK-w1CMVL8n2IxpFNeAWnlZrsph8hud54lVAke4P1UlMOrWnI_YjVSQdVgq2pmu_QDrvkggCZmwJnep3J2NPBaQPwAHK45hC_ljzxmTmAVje1ljmhaL6EQ/s1791/Maggie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1343" data-original-width="1791" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo2UywCH9irhzNdeK_7boYfHsASH9-UlmCvkuwExjCNDR1A2PAjGHtO-_ti_SdHfzEjD68ZiK-w1CMVL8n2IxpFNeAWnlZrsph8hud54lVAke4P1UlMOrWnI_YjVSQdVgq2pmu_QDrvkggCZmwJnep3J2NPBaQPwAHK45hC_ljzxmTmAVje1ljmhaL6EQ/w640-h480/Maggie.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Little Miss Maggie, 2.5 year old Chi/Terrier mix<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Maggie is a real sweetie who has some pretty big anxiety issues. She is very nervous in new situations, barks at strangers and needs to have her brother close to her. We plan to 'go slow' with Maggie. We want her to feel comfort just being away from mom and dad. During her M&G Maggie was hesitant to leave her mom's side but did eventually saunter over to me to receive a tiny bit of treat. I sat on the floor with her and even had her paw in my hand. Awww, she's a darling little one and we are excited to try to help her overcome some of her anxious behaviours. <br />We have already scheduled a few days for some private daycare time and can't wait for them to visit.<br />Welcome little Chip and Maggie.<br />Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-57065014483940464862023-11-14T17:17:00.000-08:002023-11-14T17:20:05.496-08:00Lilly's Four Hour Visit<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv7N3BHkTGUYJuiuytrvBfqEqf57bAvmTl3dExLmcwMi_Dporkr7YIhlMeTOIr6DQS80VgcbZUW2dopLAl38Oo9XQEw-PXLhKzdbI8qgaQNrshVKmAhK-SofO2Ow_-8JU7tu1KBaD4nTpuK5EIJ_sJAQKO099svi-pQZ2na94qJ6hnUjirlATZA3XgLH4/s1145/face.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1145" data-original-width="1073" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv7N3BHkTGUYJuiuytrvBfqEqf57bAvmTl3dExLmcwMi_Dporkr7YIhlMeTOIr6DQS80VgcbZUW2dopLAl38Oo9XQEw-PXLhKzdbI8qgaQNrshVKmAhK-SofO2Ow_-8JU7tu1KBaD4nTpuK5EIJ_sJAQKO099svi-pQZ2na94qJ6hnUjirlATZA3XgLH4/w259-h276/face.jpg" width="259" /></a></div><p>My plan was to follow pretty much the same routine I do for most every private four hour visit I give. Then I remembered, Lilly is still very much a puppy. Yep, that means I followed pretty much 1 year old Lilly's routine. I still went through all the items I wanted to. They were just out of order and kinda higgelty piggelty. <br /><br />Lilly was a ball of fun this day. We went inside and out and upstairs and down. She dove into the toys and dragged most outdoors with her. Squeaky fluffy ones are her favourites. It's such a pleasure to allow a dog to play with stuffies with out the concern of them eating the stuffing. She simply does not tear them apart. She carries them around playfully and when she's had enough of it, she drops it and runs back for another. <br />Yep, that's right. Puppy!<br /> <br />Lilly ran from the top yard to the bottom with out missing a beat and only stopped when she heard/saw a movement in the maple tree. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuWRIhD4THuE2nRII5Mdw47vceoMMoAGh91oXHSRD3E0-UbVqlujLvFBMM5emGGDUAAXaO2a117ioitz9drn0U5R7_90ERxUUd3VlTvTdpGoE4ZsAvy-dRIOgLpIjLy_qIQsNGUSwiCCr4Mn7n8Zko1hqkZce0SRwTn1UbxUyQQFhifgFkCgQINGoUqGg/s2000/wot%20birds.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuWRIhD4THuE2nRII5Mdw47vceoMMoAGh91oXHSRD3E0-UbVqlujLvFBMM5emGGDUAAXaO2a117ioitz9drn0U5R7_90ERxUUd3VlTvTdpGoE4ZsAvy-dRIOgLpIjLy_qIQsNGUSwiCCr4Mn7n8Zko1hqkZce0SRwTn1UbxUyQQFhifgFkCgQINGoUqGg/w640-h360/wot%20birds.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lilly - "Hey! Wait a minute. What's that up there?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Then she simply grabbed the closest toy and up to the top she ran again. Yes, I was close behind her. Did I get my exercise this day? Oh you bet! <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvoSXTlTPkw-znV6rBO4OvbQ-AenjqGME63F-RpYc8CBAovmIBnjpnJZCHPqDIqUKeujp3Mj_tIQ3TsVUeMZmd_BlCrVNJOaW7t7iL07TrswGWSOu7eHG1B3Y17apFKgoeWWFPjQDhIJNaGuYuCtk0OIYFnxQ-3RB8VEJAT5UZiW50GA5-D6yLD-dU8_s/s2000/top%20toy.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvoSXTlTPkw-znV6rBO4OvbQ-AenjqGME63F-RpYc8CBAovmIBnjpnJZCHPqDIqUKeujp3Mj_tIQ3TsVUeMZmd_BlCrVNJOaW7t7iL07TrswGWSOu7eHG1B3Y17apFKgoeWWFPjQDhIJNaGuYuCtk0OIYFnxQ-3RB8VEJAT5UZiW50GA5-D6yLD-dU8_s/w640-h360/top%20toy.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lilly drops off one toy and picks up the other to go again<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Back and forth she ran. When I offered ball play with her she excitedly ran after the ball, picked it up and zoomed back to me. Dropped the ball, grabbed another stuffy and away she ran with it. Oh my goodness the energy! I laughed so much this day. There was just so much to see and so much to smell, her investigation lasted every minute we were outdoors. <br />When it came time to head indoors, Lilly was exceptional. She stopped, sat and waited patiently for me to open the door and say, "House." In she walked and headed straight to the toy bin. <br />I figured this might be a good time to pull out the vacuum and see how tolerant she was to it.<br /></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQTgfvVdeynjEbQRUivr7UQwUCvBy3S3bh7NqZ7vqOVrT9AkX-bLezj5f_wYxmVpRJrQO6vtDPPMzfcGI-IUi7ZZeO_q-vek9sUw0t_YFnca8rsEmZd9XhKoI30s7KlPFvCTKTiI6yw9ifNYfZdMGwFL4iovZcnqRwMQOjcuQf8tMNPMxeovNGAALQ2eM/s2000/toy%20theif.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1126" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQTgfvVdeynjEbQRUivr7UQwUCvBy3S3bh7NqZ7vqOVrT9AkX-bLezj5f_wYxmVpRJrQO6vtDPPMzfcGI-IUi7ZZeO_q-vek9sUw0t_YFnca8rsEmZd9XhKoI30s7KlPFvCTKTiI6yw9ifNYfZdMGwFL4iovZcnqRwMQOjcuQf8tMNPMxeovNGAALQ2eM/w360-h640/toy%20theif.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lilly - "Dont mind me. Im just searchin' <br />for sompin fun to play wiv"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Yay! Lilly could care less about the vacuum! Okay I may as well get a little bit done.<br /><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='342' height='238' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxFSFOoL7l4IgP10S-JZQBYqPKRJXCh0FFItAhXe2bvhz0Zo3BIZwkV5VLLhrWic1CY_3nlWOGBltc0Bu7sIg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Since my vacuuming was now done I decided to head back downstairs to finish the laundry. Another great opportunity to practise stair safety. It only took one time for Lilly to learn to slowly walk behind me. I had her sit at the top step and wait for me to start down. Then I simply said, "This way" and pointed to the step I was on. She was sitting so perfectly still I just had to take a photo. <br />Well done little girl. I'm sure your mommy and daddy are very proud of you. <p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiodQSD7R2NxOarllO6xAVWcK3zO4Bouf9oSQl9jLkDIAF-IZMwRl1cQkff1JcR7q2FT4nKM-0dSdUq3cxOjYhNuZGUAF9MDk1ES7rjPAK3HWaSIyj1RUGQ7TPChgLzOrdASApxRQ5oGJK58cs7qGF6Ajqhbw6u8ySpNzXa3YwmbstvqUQmPSiYNyaIG28/s1788/stairsgirl.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1788" data-original-width="1126" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiodQSD7R2NxOarllO6xAVWcK3zO4Bouf9oSQl9jLkDIAF-IZMwRl1cQkff1JcR7q2FT4nKM-0dSdUq3cxOjYhNuZGUAF9MDk1ES7rjPAK3HWaSIyj1RUGQ7TPChgLzOrdASApxRQ5oGJK58cs7qGF6Ajqhbw6u8ySpNzXa3YwmbstvqUQmPSiYNyaIG28/w404-h640/stairsgirl.jpg" width="404" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lilly - "Is it safe for me to come down now?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Once downstairs she headed into the bedroom and checked out Lady May's now empty crate. <br />The bedding has now all been laundered. Lilly gave a few little sniffs and did a turn around and flopped down to rest.</p><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6054Qcn_9n5dzLZXtwpEEyjcmGp0dQWVtB4Tb5lVtsNlzIN7nDAsSj8PnrEX9mczv_chKa7-FqmyNG6Qgta5MjOXJ4eksVipJo2rYidf54W_mYzFqHvtp7yTcLWaLeW40Gf_rAnK_20bdhQl0s1qbTW3kt_lWJsH5My8xsAOP_uIHYZdeLkNR2Z0MDII/s2000/cr8girl.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6054Qcn_9n5dzLZXtwpEEyjcmGp0dQWVtB4Tb5lVtsNlzIN7nDAsSj8PnrEX9mczv_chKa7-FqmyNG6Qgta5MjOXJ4eksVipJo2rYidf54W_mYzFqHvtp7yTcLWaLeW40Gf_rAnK_20bdhQl0s1qbTW3kt_lWJsH5My8xsAOP_uIHYZdeLkNR2Z0MDII/w640-h360/cr8girl.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><p></p>She stayed long enough for me to put a load of laundry on and then decided it was time to ask for outdoors. Of course little girl, you are being very patient. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWhBUzk81J573BNEXmOeLc5ybcgVmhS-b54vBcIvne6n5L18DI_r5xQFcCat-6gHl3G5hQ0YcpxLRtJYO8OoY5aMq00uLdYQHaJBEaICN3jS2kTDBHNMlaZDlTEfE4juoB2CFjvJ0w3PcruvzW1c0p9YyWtQo_h1PnkOyVz3452bRnMolHmzklgF21r9Q/s1616/basement.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1616" data-original-width="1240" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWhBUzk81J573BNEXmOeLc5ybcgVmhS-b54vBcIvne6n5L18DI_r5xQFcCat-6gHl3G5hQ0YcpxLRtJYO8OoY5aMq00uLdYQHaJBEaICN3jS2kTDBHNMlaZDlTEfE4juoB2CFjvJ0w3PcruvzW1c0p9YyWtQo_h1PnkOyVz3452bRnMolHmzklgF21r9Q/w492-h640/basement.jpg" width="492" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lilly - "I protecting your shoes for you"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>When we came back in, it was time for me to putter in the kitchen and a great time to see if Lilly minded being behind a gate. I'm guessing she was tired enough that it didn't bother her at all. She simply layed down and rested. Lilly is a very contented little girl.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvXqDE17M-FdCkITVjltFbpVDQme_ki1cF-lvgZ00NygIEMTLWtvsc7G8pQN3-Jn9d1RUAJBidB0P8g51gGc0y9_bJ7bTJJpkZR71DzyGqb4KMcZDMbbY2RUrOT-x2GHo0D_n3IRLcRGeaeEW1HtwKCIGUcknKgNIM4_OV0Swf_eNJtzbHfAIWhY0XIOA/s1864/gategirl.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1864" data-original-width="1398" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvXqDE17M-FdCkITVjltFbpVDQme_ki1cF-lvgZ00NygIEMTLWtvsc7G8pQN3-Jn9d1RUAJBidB0P8g51gGc0y9_bJ7bTJJpkZR71DzyGqb4KMcZDMbbY2RUrOT-x2GHo0D_n3IRLcRGeaeEW1HtwKCIGUcknKgNIM4_OV0Swf_eNJtzbHfAIWhY0XIOA/w480-h640/gategirl.jpg" width="480" /> </a></div><p>Lilly's mom has told me she can be a bit of a pest to other dogs who may not want to play. Of course. She's a puppy and still learning social behaviour. She undoubtedly believes everyone feels the same way she does. Playtime 24/7 I wanted her to experience being in an x-pen in the living room without feeling like she was put on time out. I'm pretty certain there will be a time for her to be separated from others to give them a break. So we played in it for awhile together. Then when she got into a cozy position I left the crate and she promptly fell asleep. Great timing. I needed a rest as well. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5dwLTmtglpa9sw3VKTL7OuCHNmbLP65MThNhf-2yh2qfHaqaf2UklZEz7pTLpvKiDZ3OCx64WDS92I9UTtB2gtQYy5UdVTX2NBWxbnWRCe9fbZtBEpYLab9HbbTlqKyQ_PkY55TdkELiibSRL1rn_KuA1OmNP_NoDiJDmo5f0FZUEDPIPCGapwiBL804/s2000/sleeping.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1126" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5dwLTmtglpa9sw3VKTL7OuCHNmbLP65MThNhf-2yh2qfHaqaf2UklZEz7pTLpvKiDZ3OCx64WDS92I9UTtB2gtQYy5UdVTX2NBWxbnWRCe9fbZtBEpYLab9HbbTlqKyQ_PkY55TdkELiibSRL1rn_KuA1OmNP_NoDiJDmo5f0FZUEDPIPCGapwiBL804/w360-h640/sleeping.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sleep well little Little Lilly. <br />She slept for about 45 minutes.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;">Just before home time, Lilly sat with me in the craft room and watched me as I did my sewing. Not a peep out of her. No toys, just chillin' on the futon.</div></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVFifLXZVGO7CrEivc1PfUZaaFP1mfpFhRtTIq5refPpiHRygEgz2KPLYE_uYVRahF1JMObez0sTpe5I6vQhymqF1RCRvYXKH83adzFBYmIv_dXGUmMHh3NcGiV3cRiiOeFB6UuN59ySFCb0eAWL78asF3dmeWfImggCRDnAU3z7CLmTm-GeRD24-sL3g/s2000/craftroom.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVFifLXZVGO7CrEivc1PfUZaaFP1mfpFhRtTIq5refPpiHRygEgz2KPLYE_uYVRahF1JMObez0sTpe5I6vQhymqF1RCRvYXKH83adzFBYmIv_dXGUmMHh3NcGiV3cRiiOeFB6UuN59ySFCb0eAWL78asF3dmeWfImggCRDnAU3z7CLmTm-GeRD24-sL3g/w640-h360/craftroom.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Are you sure I've searched the entire house for stuff?<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Lilly did a wonderful job of searching for things to entertain her. You sure were a good little girl Lilly.<br />I can't wait for you to come and meet the others in our extended pack<br />You are truly Welcome any time 💖<br /></p><p><br /></p>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-71825473876020337622023-11-14T01:19:00.000-08:002023-11-14T01:19:42.910-08:00Lista's Four Hour Visit<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGrhWDYIQksi61gxCJYPluNY_nnmyymTOtjtm7ILS38CkOfQXs1HqmRTj9c6kyjjae8fLdfS-Ly_N8rKEOn8KLaQHosiZgD5O6zzqqRWul-O2-E2sdSjBQ6hD0T4znrPCQtzHbDboGglBMmKVMZjhREzWspQ_mbeY14FAtb5FYAOdt82lL674XhWdk4oU/s1734/4hrwaits.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1734" data-original-width="1278" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGrhWDYIQksi61gxCJYPluNY_nnmyymTOtjtm7ILS38CkOfQXs1HqmRTj9c6kyjjae8fLdfS-Ly_N8rKEOn8KLaQHosiZgD5O6zzqqRWul-O2-E2sdSjBQ6hD0T4znrPCQtzHbDboGglBMmKVMZjhREzWspQ_mbeY14FAtb5FYAOdt82lL674XhWdk4oU/s320/4hrwaits.jpg" width="236" /></a></div>The lovely 1.5 year old Lista visited a few days ago. The day was mild but the ground was a soggy leafy mess. I limited our outdoor time and increased some indoor practise. First we headed indoors to practise going up and downstairs and waiting patiently while the door to outside was opened. Lista was very well behaved on all these. Her dad tells me the staircase at home is wide and allows Lista to walk beside them rather than behind. Our stairs here are narrow and steep. I provided several opportunities for Lista to understand what I required of her. After a few attempts she 'got it'. She needed to stay behind me. Next time she visits I'm sure only a brief review will be necessary. With several other dogs present the stairs can be a hazard for both me and them if bolting down or up is allowed. Following the simple rule of staying behind and walking slowly downstairs keeps everyone safe. <br />Way to go Lista! You got it! <p></p><p>The private 4 hours we spend together is such a great opportunity for me to get to know how dogs react/respond to various daily happenings in an unfamiliar surrounding. During future daycare many of the same things will happen but with distractions of other dogs. Knowing in advance how dogs may respond/react to events prepares me in advance to prevent unwanted safety issues. </p><p>Some of the areas we review include my use of words that may be unfamiliar. I call dog daybeds mats and bed mats, beds. The slight difference can be confusing if they haven't heard those terms before hand. When I need them to be on a mat is very different than when I need them to be going to sleep in bed. Being on a mat may be due to a need for less commotion in the room, perhaps its nap-time, or its treat time or I need to tend to someone and I need everyone safe and away while they wait for my attention again. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhROEYPSUPk0qb0v-3jGhQj1IVH5TmnOnaljU_fj_ryTlzI3n_IlLquvivOZvPvsScPLW_P5Z6_S3fFNBgjssr1RIUA1nkbeIgnFDdDFRO3PdzzOOypdcRcSXC6fgqJdsdSPJyhueONIJ9JtJEJFXP7S4schT04vJLrUp-8kxe9_T-Hs448HMOFwTy1e30/s1810/4hrstaymat.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1809" data-original-width="1810" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhROEYPSUPk0qb0v-3jGhQj1IVH5TmnOnaljU_fj_ryTlzI3n_IlLquvivOZvPvsScPLW_P5Z6_S3fFNBgjssr1RIUA1nkbeIgnFDdDFRO3PdzzOOypdcRcSXC6fgqJdsdSPJyhueONIJ9JtJEJFXP7S4schT04vJLrUp-8kxe9_T-Hs448HMOFwTy1e30/w640-h640/4hrstaymat.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lista watched my signals closely and chose the mat I pointed to after just my 2nd direction. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table>
During the day I often require the dogs to be in the safety of an area while I'm not physically present. It means the gates will be closed and I need to know they are comfortable when I leave the room. Every room in my house has a gate. I believe it's necessary for eating time to allow privacy and comfort. It can also allow for quiet time from other rowdier youngsters if need be. Some of the gates can be noisy and I want them to hear them open and close to prevent being startled in future. I believe it helps their comfort level when they hear them again on a later visit.
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDBkIOcOmHMvGoIpQKb6p24Usht2ZOkq4Uw7ENouHyfRYLzAK-kAiB9ygh9v4UFpNCqKMyYomDhYYT9MWB3V0gDpVGSZBeXM9ZLrwFCk7tHGpnNPgl_LVhwezFTnw3TOXg2QksxDEF53e0pbhuWGZQQT9VM2aEh20D_99p29jbTgniPhS9oFnF8GQ5qzE/s2000/4hrwalkaway.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDBkIOcOmHMvGoIpQKb6p24Usht2ZOkq4Uw7ENouHyfRYLzAK-kAiB9ygh9v4UFpNCqKMyYomDhYYT9MWB3V0gDpVGSZBeXM9ZLrwFCk7tHGpnNPgl_LVhwezFTnw3TOXg2QksxDEF53e0pbhuWGZQQT9VM2aEh20D_99p29jbTgniPhS9oFnF8GQ5qzE/w640-h362/4hrwalkaway.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lista waiting patiently for my return<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>She listened as I spoke to her from the kitchen, but made no attempts to jump the gate. Instead, she watched me the entire 10 minutes I puttered in the kitchen and did not lay down. She received a yummy carrot and sweet potatoe treat for such quiet behaviour. I'm sure this behaviour will be quite different with a house full of rowdies.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhluhIJYBnnED4RaSzNlMDBdsx7X2-hMoi42uQIyZ2QstW2ndiYl0o-wzeGhdMuJp7LatpfHIY6RJyVImOxaW2qZU7F6IalOUJFPTTWQ-n7Kw8TZyl4OpFGr-3XDuhjK0hBIIMvRzHYBfQY1wXoTcWaBRhPhE7r48SAK5HYmkSVRdhX78NzuvSUqwPn4F4/s1921/4hrgate.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1921" data-original-width="1416" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhluhIJYBnnED4RaSzNlMDBdsx7X2-hMoi42uQIyZ2QstW2ndiYl0o-wzeGhdMuJp7LatpfHIY6RJyVImOxaW2qZU7F6IalOUJFPTTWQ-n7Kw8TZyl4OpFGr-3XDuhjK0hBIIMvRzHYBfQY1wXoTcWaBRhPhE7r48SAK5HYmkSVRdhX78NzuvSUqwPn4F4/w474-h640/4hrgate.jpg" width="474" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lista - "Hey, Lady? when do the cookies come?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>
Lista watched me take the vacuum out while she played with toys. Even when I turned it on, she just continued to play. Oh goodie I can vacuum during her visits!
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcgw9dsmbTtlxFtCOQhR7IW02A0WaR4gT9H2VQGkoKvC9IW6q2GZZmdl1FO00Nkm-ml22ogruzvPfKLD42OdvBkcyksbGifuJJCYaFlKa0naZX7U5x043Jkl57uK-MgM6YejsaAGlGdXooxf0LQnE8xA1SQgP0AtB2HcXBo5fwooQuDSmNn86uzs-Ol8c/s2000/4hrvacuum.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcgw9dsmbTtlxFtCOQhR7IW02A0WaR4gT9H2VQGkoKvC9IW6q2GZZmdl1FO00Nkm-ml22ogruzvPfKLD42OdvBkcyksbGifuJJCYaFlKa0naZX7U5x043Jkl57uK-MgM6YejsaAGlGdXooxf0LQnE8xA1SQgP0AtB2HcXBo5fwooQuDSmNn86uzs-Ol8c/w640-h362/4hrvacuum.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lista oblivious to the vacuum<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Lista's favourite toy is definitely a ball. She also loves squeakys and if it happens to be a ball that squeaks that's even better. We played outdoors for a very long time Lista loves to run and jump and will drop balls at my feet if I am not actively playing with her. <br />She watches me constantly for direction or cues on where to go next. It's very obvious her mom and dad have spent a great deal of time and patience on her training. I can't wait to see how Lista enjoys the company of a playmate.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='420' height='250' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwCGTKyUpwCBy-pZ2I0uXyUILuL-_GpSkjunhveJqjeqEcMQvzICC2ovKB48SeeIUfb-BVMaQs3SMkAeRMoqw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p></p><p>I want all Lista's visits to be positive so I have made a note to self ~ Until I can be certain toy sharing is well established, I'll be making a couple of toys disappear before a playday. One of the favourites is the little green soccer ball and I already know its also a favourite of a few others. Not everyone is willing to share that ball. It'll be set aside for a while.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgROljYu924N5kaBJMpej_GR0eWFKmOMGLZrtG38z6UQqVVxSSn1KGVNlUZ-Nb7g8LepGbaIn0vrDJDvQA7CA2QP-hXGAjT8iE1K5H_DIR9EJ2KbzaxzswJs5pgG1b5NkP0YAI4_HpxZTI4DC_rrHN6XDwmhLH3i9L-thZbM7QJcB5l0eANrVfUUoelZcs/s1271/soccer%20ball.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1271" data-original-width="1223" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgROljYu924N5kaBJMpej_GR0eWFKmOMGLZrtG38z6UQqVVxSSn1KGVNlUZ-Nb7g8LepGbaIn0vrDJDvQA7CA2QP-hXGAjT8iE1K5H_DIR9EJ2KbzaxzswJs5pgG1b5NkP0YAI4_HpxZTI4DC_rrHN6XDwmhLH3i9L-thZbM7QJcB5l0eANrVfUUoelZcs/w616-h640/soccer%20ball.jpg" width="616" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It doesn't squeak but many dogs love this little green soccer ball<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>About 2.5 hours into our visit, Lista found a quiet spot beside the toy bin and closed her tired eyes. She slept undisturbed for a half hour. I'm sure she would have slept longer but I needed to get my laundry and when I opened the gate behind her, she woke. "Is it play time yet?"<br /><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiqwqdrhkyRFBxkhGIFtTNtV8LJZF7mb4Da809drYqoFZZTJJ0NA8CgwanOOlkyQUTr7ccdVBeBnjZoDZ2sopBuAeTKUiENRf03KTI_zrs9yh9U_ArIEOZ6z6MD-uzDBOokc8uKvNtzNHUT8ErS8Ls63IapzDOxxMGJ6G8CJgOkYitw0jxomYElrqYku0/s2048/4hrsnooze.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1532" data-original-width="2048" height="478" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiqwqdrhkyRFBxkhGIFtTNtV8LJZF7mb4Da809drYqoFZZTJJ0NA8CgwanOOlkyQUTr7ccdVBeBnjZoDZ2sopBuAeTKUiENRf03KTI_zrs9yh9U_ArIEOZ6z6MD-uzDBOokc8uKvNtzNHUT8ErS8Ls63IapzDOxxMGJ6G8CJgOkYitw0jxomYElrqYku0/w640-h478/4hrsnooze.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shhh I'm sleeping<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p>She waited patiently while I put my laundry in and kept a ball ready to head back outdoors again. We played ball together until dad came for her. When she returned home, mom said Lista was happy and tired. Oh good! I cant wait for her next visit. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilsVosi6mNo6WdSakHF3CKAAKGWvPfvP_opMUn2qS3filqVGCHynOYerwTfWHaqycIbKCo6MJ-tSkuuZvJVOPXBkcY6mMZ_FFRo_SkczJ2ph-edUqQ3vThSCcbepY3oiQJTC0tULwrX_moJ7eizeX9ll3aM1yfm6M5V3ZnoRmjb4xpXn9mrNQDIy7RjeQ/s2000/4hrbasementball.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilsVosi6mNo6WdSakHF3CKAAKGWvPfvP_opMUn2qS3filqVGCHynOYerwTfWHaqycIbKCo6MJ-tSkuuZvJVOPXBkcY6mMZ_FFRo_SkczJ2ph-edUqQ3vThSCcbepY3oiQJTC0tULwrX_moJ7eizeX9ll3aM1yfm6M5V3ZnoRmjb4xpXn9mrNQDIy7RjeQ/w640-h360/4hrbasementball.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lista - "Are you ready to be thrown ball? I'm going to find you."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Thank you for your previsit Miss Lista. You showed me how smart and well behaved you can be.<br />Lista's next visit will be on the same day one of her good friends will be
here. Sage and Lista often spend time together at home. I just know
there's bound to be endless energy and zoomies happening that day. I better get my rest!Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-59603228056599690072023-11-10T07:33:00.000-08:002023-11-10T07:33:39.392-08:00Welcome Lovely Lilly<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNLVGGNsBgoRqwdJQXoKqVLOb0z3nB88o5ni9HUoy46pVj0rMB-Bhse6VGPbH3gLHF-6N7hGvOVRLh4UIc1qJqKI1Amoq2Z8Bv2kRj5PVoQcoFtR9MaUj35lBWwE7PA45PEpQ9byTNB5t8ClGxEech38tTAuB6HqvO3kZnvGI2Appe7s72dtnY2A86gEQ/s2589/M&G%20Lilly%20(6).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="2589" height="278" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNLVGGNsBgoRqwdJQXoKqVLOb0z3nB88o5ni9HUoy46pVj0rMB-Bhse6VGPbH3gLHF-6N7hGvOVRLh4UIc1qJqKI1Amoq2Z8Bv2kRj5PVoQcoFtR9MaUj35lBWwE7PA45PEpQ9byTNB5t8ClGxEech38tTAuB6HqvO3kZnvGI2Appe7s72dtnY2A86gEQ/s320/M&G%20Lilly%20(6).jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Just 1 year old and cute as a button. Lilly is a mix breed lab possibly crossed with shepherd. Her happy puppy disposition certainly made me laugh during her Meet & Greet. Lilly's mom has been on our waiting list for quite some time. Thank you for being so patient. We are delighted to welcome this little bundle of energy. Lilly already has several friends around the neighbourhood as well as her siblings. She was one of the pups that came up for adoption at LAAS (Lillooet Animal Advocates Society) earlier this year. <br />I'll add that link soon. (when I finally find it)<span style="color: red;"><br /></span>During her M&G Lilly romped and played and sniffed every corner of the property. </p><p>She even found where the neighbourhood kitties did their business under 'Cora'! Oh Man! <br />Sorry Lilly's mom! <br /> Lilly found all the toys scattered around the yard and then found the basket full of stuffies on the porch. She never hesitated a moment to empty it and find just the right one to run and play with. Her favourites seem to be stuffies and if they have a squeaker? Well that's even better. <br /></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66SmP1uqwNSCl32B7KJAhn-y-IRtWfE6xgslOqjhaFlYeNnRfVw0VNnZw01L8Yd7EGj0NZLrXAWJWwDYkukhAKgRZIv8AhNAr7-a1OItp3j1uCYMmihTWsVmKK0iERXzXxTpyD84-kITlEDfq931E4JukRHUiQH_huGHzUqziWcIuMV4xdyClT1sUL7A/s2514/M&G%20Lilly%20(4).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="2514" height="574" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66SmP1uqwNSCl32B7KJAhn-y-IRtWfE6xgslOqjhaFlYeNnRfVw0VNnZw01L8Yd7EGj0NZLrXAWJWwDYkukhAKgRZIv8AhNAr7-a1OItp3j1uCYMmihTWsVmKK0iERXzXxTpyD84-kITlEDfq931E4JukRHUiQH_huGHzUqziWcIuMV4xdyClT1sUL7A/w640-h574/M&G%20Lilly%20(4).jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Capturing a photo was not an easy feat. She's a zoomer!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Lilly's manners are well on the road to being spot on. I believe she'll learn our house rules quickly and will fit into our Royal extended pack easily. <br />It's quite clear that mom and dad have already spent a great deal of time on her training. When mom speaks, Lilly listens and responds accordingly. Most of the time, after all she IS A PUPPY! </p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc2VFEV6Zc5IZDwEARCM-ZfJXhDXgmlWmXFasSwuHhiptbsTcg7QrPNAQCeRwSuaEr52xlv1KYDzqdeLX9BUa6NLVWawo74hZJdPwWqoY9e_NIXVAzeWbZC62ij-SHNFujbq56l0lSpja3b-m1j5weERGNZyDbPWNIZy1qAtzP8Ad8oyIa6U8m4kAQfGA/s2880/M&G%20Lilly%20(8).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2044" data-original-width="2880" height="454" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc2VFEV6Zc5IZDwEARCM-ZfJXhDXgmlWmXFasSwuHhiptbsTcg7QrPNAQCeRwSuaEr52xlv1KYDzqdeLX9BUa6NLVWawo74hZJdPwWqoY9e_NIXVAzeWbZC62ij-SHNFujbq56l0lSpja3b-m1j5weERGNZyDbPWNIZy1qAtzP8Ad8oyIa6U8m4kAQfGA/w640-h454/M&G%20Lilly%20(8).jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lilly sporting her new bow, watching mom and listening for words she knows.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>We all know my definition for puppy. Right? (Puppy = OMG!) Yes, she's
going to require 100% of my attention. Yes, she's going to do things she
hasn't learned not to do. Yes, I'm going to be tired when she goes
home. Am I up to it? Ya, I am. <br />She'll be among a few other
youngsters, around her
age, coming into Royal K9 lately for daycare. She'll make lots of friends. She'll be brushing up on her communication skills with the new friends. Being a puppy means she wants to play and some of our mature visitors will be teaching her the doggy sign for, "I've had enough." and "it's not playtime". I expect to be bringing my x-pen out a few times. Quiet time for puppies is a more difficult task to learn. She'll have a few pretty good communicators to learn from. <br />Lilly already has a few days booked to stay with us. We can't wait for her to meet everyone. </p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ30j8va5mVpjtzT0iz32OTtjadOt_gOMA9zg0u_Rxr6LU4sklaE81o0azrIREIDQLxbTw8rygXiqrJwyueo07kw7xL9d3WV2btNp0Byfzbvu8EsAb5BtdO3I7zle_lDaOmYm0W9IBc5Q9tYZ3j_Ww8EmLc9IorKVMfatlwP7pqiMDpX7u397cMeUKuAk/s2589/M&G%20Lilly%20(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2019" data-original-width="2589" height="499" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ30j8va5mVpjtzT0iz32OTtjadOt_gOMA9zg0u_Rxr6LU4sklaE81o0azrIREIDQLxbTw8rygXiqrJwyueo07kw7xL9d3WV2btNp0Byfzbvu8EsAb5BtdO3I7zle_lDaOmYm0W9IBc5Q9tYZ3j_Ww8EmLc9IorKVMfatlwP7pqiMDpX7u397cMeUKuAk/w640-h499/M&G%20Lilly%20(2).jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lilly - "to heck wiv quiet time. Let's just play!"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Welcome little Lilly. You are lovely and we are so happy you joined us.<br />Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-54953257390452293132023-11-05T09:14:00.003-08:002023-11-05T13:46:16.075-08:00First Week of November Has ArrivedLooking over the last few weeks, there has been quite a few visitors I never posted about. My days were fun filled but I kept a watchful eye on our Lady May (RIP baby girl) <br />The
sunshine was holding on, but the cold was creeping in more each day. Suzy Q and Miss Ruby were planning to join us on Lady May's last truck
ride. That changed when the weather turned snowy and they didn't need daycare that day. We are so grateful to their
visits on Lady May's last day. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkcnGNa5ke3VM01hdZDnUv44Xo3EmuychJTXc7FHECLdUMy-XvNJIG3K8joN9D60Wv6I6Pr-WK92nDgcBYMSLljERpENxYbMDa5_GRNfK1-QKEOcY_xfM7jYLJf14lX71SLt3xUSUW2OHKNfg0OjdH629ucw6HkrOaQ04B1ebcixdan_GdectNiPjBySQ/s2000/Suzy%20LMay.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkcnGNa5ke3VM01hdZDnUv44Xo3EmuychJTXc7FHECLdUMy-XvNJIG3K8joN9D60Wv6I6Pr-WK92nDgcBYMSLljERpENxYbMDa5_GRNfK1-QKEOcY_xfM7jYLJf14lX71SLt3xUSUW2OHKNfg0OjdH629ucw6HkrOaQ04B1ebcixdan_GdectNiPjBySQ/w640-h362/Suzy%20LMay.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby and Suzy say farewell to Lady May<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>
Kaia and Kona were also here that day so Ruby had an opportunity to meet them<b>.</b> Ruby was ready to play and have fun but Kona was more into just chillin' and Kaia is never really much of a social butterfly. Their family has had a horrendous summer with all the fires in their neighbourhood. We're so happy they're safe and able to return for a visit. <br />I could see a definite difference in the overall mannerisms of both siblings. They were content to play by themselves. Other visitors and few toys were of interest to them. They just seemed to want to relax. By the time it was home-time their true personalities were beginning to shine through again. Kona even decided to play with Bailey once again. Unfortunately their visit was shortened by a few hours due to Lady Mays vet appointment. Thank you mom and dad for your thoughtful consideration. 💜<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Z7nMVMeF_FW6cb9EefSNhZ9m6Sx_7D1_yEi76ju9-BFOnPDCcWAQXTBMwyOs-lLCUjqBqDsUKSAVMxI9iJUjxJXPd5_V2P9cAaqXHkFZiRzH7VZ1FY8q8bBKxHTwKJhPoICr-hXoO1K3971UiKQ97WOVyqXQe5FvJKgT-Elf3zN149E0QifBUTaTdi0/w640-h362/Kona%20divider.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="640" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby meets Kona and asks, "Why wont he play?" <br />Another time dear girl.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Even though the last of the branches were still on the ground, Kona and Kaia did manage to do a bit of zooming around together. <br />You can view <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKp7qtYpBJI" target="_blank">Kona and his sister Kaia playing</a> on YouTube <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKp7qtYpBJI">HERE.</a> <br />Before they returned again, I was able to get all the branches raked and cleaned up. The sticks and twigs are gone, the grounds
are finally looking like a yard instead of a construction zone now.<br />Next will be all the mud! Oh man!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Wq8HNeiS8w7xordC78XrS4GmkDCa1PdY49FrvDACcBEh3DdifaMKoe7ALP83f_zWqc3vfEIqhBeWqe8DNKBKzbCq0XbkO7HxtYgaD0Cu0GzJNA0mvqTIcdpuAduGyc5bJ0UbvDijftFQpiLjQDgze3u1dw489vkdrezzVxJ62b2sQj_N1RANa6PR1AI/s2000/branches.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Wq8HNeiS8w7xordC78XrS4GmkDCa1PdY49FrvDACcBEh3DdifaMKoe7ALP83f_zWqc3vfEIqhBeWqe8DNKBKzbCq0XbkO7HxtYgaD0Cu0GzJNA0mvqTIcdpuAduGyc5bJ0UbvDijftFQpiLjQDgze3u1dw489vkdrezzVxJ62b2sQj_N1RANa6PR1AI/w640-h362/branches.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thank you mom and dad for picking us up early.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Some other faces that watched October roll away and November creep in, were Bailey and another best buddy, Sir Henry. There is boundless energy when these two visit. The best I can do is to steer clear and have a pocket full of kibble ready to call 'break time' now and again. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-5QvE8BTgKtNsqPKLIb8Rax4Lne0oclZ9ACHPVmYKRiRsQOq1yraXgDgb9sxBTh0Z8xolWFXDP3sJtVh6dqgjBvL2rkLvpiaaDIiOognoHgobG1pvXHZsLXWeBTCO05ulnK_4a7ypfv_4G7bTxFfBUTYRLUQVlvllAqb3x7_FU24cb0DmfLIw-Fv-A5E/w640-h362/Henry2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="640" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tug with Bailey and Henry<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><center><iframe frameborder="0" height="420" src="https://youtube.com/embed/ktu7k7A6Vbc?si=Mb3M3wGo8QrQ6hbv" width="640"></iframe></center>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ruby has been coming a few days a week while her mom and dad were working. Meeting new friends has been fun for her. Some may take a bit longer to feel completely comfortable with. In time I know they'll all be best buddies. <br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJ6-nEfwSNS5XUAwjqybmuOOvC-zq6_uPiaTwFcH9T7EfTQKrIZAXxyG4HFmjRQO9JE3b7U6zBzHB7rvaspBMZ0y1IwYHHZ9FLPHCfQiry2J8cr2GoSH5dMEwZrV7FIjXsHud9xpENW4KSr7aRdoIHFXxLKJu4K284rXfOr0N3Qw5nCl9MA2DKUyZzEk/s2000/n%20Ruby%20almost%20raked.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJ6-nEfwSNS5XUAwjqybmuOOvC-zq6_uPiaTwFcH9T7EfTQKrIZAXxyG4HFmjRQO9JE3b7U6zBzHB7rvaspBMZ0y1IwYHHZ9FLPHCfQiry2J8cr2GoSH5dMEwZrV7FIjXsHud9xpENW4KSr7aRdoIHFXxLKJu4K284rXfOr0N3Qw5nCl9MA2DKUyZzEk/w640-h360/n%20Ruby%20almost%20raked.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey and Miss Ruby take advantage of the new fenced yard. Yes, I was still raking<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Sage had briefly met Ruby over the summer. At that time, neither one was ready to actually be in the same area yet. They stayed with a fence between them. This time both seemed more ready to say hello. Although, I kept my eyes peeled and stayed in the same room or play area at all times with them. They're not quite ready to be best friends yet. <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1WLjgQAzcJdKFy53OebBGkb0cm4VrJE0e9nrnuU1VIaIRKxSyL39EMbV9R410GNzREN7zhLS4XZ5dKb59ukoB6RIuxvTLapKfJBmXlGF4_2eguouDzGhkxbx3na1jw4y9qHIedr46CnQMh4mMstH9nOvJjew2UVVRgWfJ1j1IupLK81GXnZFJSqq_Utc/s1777/n%20Sage%20going%20out.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1097" data-original-width="1777" height="396" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1WLjgQAzcJdKFy53OebBGkb0cm4VrJE0e9nrnuU1VIaIRKxSyL39EMbV9R410GNzREN7zhLS4XZ5dKb59ukoB6RIuxvTLapKfJBmXlGF4_2eguouDzGhkxbx3na1jw4y9qHIedr46CnQMh4mMstH9nOvJjew2UVVRgWfJ1j1IupLK81GXnZFJSqq_Utc/w640-h396/n%20Sage%20going%20out.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby and Sage actually got along not too bad.<br />Sage - "You stay over there though ok?"<br />Ruby, "Just don't keep sniffing me, ok?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnYbwA1i2OBmy_EJr01q3e9bxGjPFsxooyUm4aJQe0TFlBBdVuFPRglaUhwiLr-pY2_7-_0p9BSVgv7bZsqd2Y80eJIeoRajx-sEE_wC2pHgFUFTod9PQFuYN6v87cXfzFgISNYte2lhyphenhyphen1Xfw9A3TXcv0V4A5ixu7ZfMIFtimwn4FSWwmRZTJ_AQSvnh4/s2000/N%20Sage%20soccer%20ball.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnYbwA1i2OBmy_EJr01q3e9bxGjPFsxooyUm4aJQe0TFlBBdVuFPRglaUhwiLr-pY2_7-_0p9BSVgv7bZsqd2Y80eJIeoRajx-sEE_wC2pHgFUFTod9PQFuYN6v87cXfzFgISNYte2lhyphenhyphen1Xfw9A3TXcv0V4A5ixu7ZfMIFtimwn4FSWwmRZTJ_AQSvnh4/w640-h360/N%20Sage%20soccer%20ball.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A favourite toy was actually shared by Sage and Ruby. Wow, progress!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>
Sir Cash's wonderful 4 day visit coincided with other visitors. It was so good to see him again. With Lady May's passing, Cash is now our senior monarch at approximately 12 years of age. </p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-5EXTXA5ZAL7Up7ycV1QbTQClTX-3uX6WM_qSXk6oVxx9cVKCSwlOFiFtEMqLKLpLh-U2AZRYyLXbTMfXLaw9q5RcWhv0VRXnhOt7BzrDv6477KH_lPZpIFtKVeM_u4I086fy-cduG8bRoYvXURrzRMjrueEKVvPYbUhgaXjSCMFbdyuIBGRc-Z1QOtY/s2000/cozy%20bed.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-5EXTXA5ZAL7Up7ycV1QbTQClTX-3uX6WM_qSXk6oVxx9cVKCSwlOFiFtEMqLKLpLh-U2AZRYyLXbTMfXLaw9q5RcWhv0VRXnhOt7BzrDv6477KH_lPZpIFtKVeM_u4I086fy-cduG8bRoYvXURrzRMjrueEKVvPYbUhgaXjSCMFbdyuIBGRc-Z1QOtY/w640-h360/cozy%20bed.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spending quality nap time is one of Cash's favourite pass times now.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>When others spend time playing outdoors, Cash wanders and watches. Once in awhile he attempts to catch a ball or jog around the yard. He mostly just comes out for a bit of fresh air and to monitor the play. The others respect his seniority and play a safe distance from him. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7Lj_HWdCYU6daUDc_XbJVKagUCzmJAPgAugJV_AsPB5We93ZqbtvIwddyjmCbv0vQUwxGNOe3-nGiGPJxXTXkgvYCmTyZiT_hmsc6rV5xXgQaE6pv6tvWm_htknVp0y6Uy1OKRLWkkTb2eJi2GPG7jhhl5-nnEMq_noAB4EZ-SCC09NlhJINgk5-jFk/s2000/Sage%20n%20Ruby.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7Lj_HWdCYU6daUDc_XbJVKagUCzmJAPgAugJV_AsPB5We93ZqbtvIwddyjmCbv0vQUwxGNOe3-nGiGPJxXTXkgvYCmTyZiT_hmsc6rV5xXgQaE6pv6tvWm_htknVp0y6Uy1OKRLWkkTb2eJi2GPG7jhhl5-nnEMq_noAB4EZ-SCC09NlhJINgk5-jFk/w640-h360/Sage%20n%20Ruby.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sir Cash keeps a watchful eye on the girls<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCH-0JcwSOaMTnWieSbwmL5E_dhK5MrqOrOQxowujUI40vrrhYrn5Y494RSmH4nBTlblPpyBz5qzexSnyBhSdSPTlQn55XN0NcFeB6aFD2wuMVhX9XrrqcddSuGsq0WKCoHi5dZdUKE5zPoSDb8qbYTaXplB1pFPPpVK9IPLPSVix1ZHiiCpMQVpE-QEg/s716/and%20sage%20and%20cash.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="403" data-original-width="716" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCH-0JcwSOaMTnWieSbwmL5E_dhK5MrqOrOQxowujUI40vrrhYrn5Y494RSmH4nBTlblPpyBz5qzexSnyBhSdSPTlQn55XN0NcFeB6aFD2wuMVhX9XrrqcddSuGsq0WKCoHi5dZdUKE5zPoSDb8qbYTaXplB1pFPPpVK9IPLPSVix1ZHiiCpMQVpE-QEg/w640-h360/and%20sage%20and%20cash.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sir Cash reviews yard rules to the youngsters<br />Kona - "I hope you're listening to all the rules Sage?"<br />Kaia - "Rules, schmooles."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p> The Seniors rule is always enforced. If not by me, then by the senior affected. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXMRf_RKiaR3jrFAMFOre7m_9_y624pH9xKHT768onKC5TdQWuDYMjqwe7VZECvKwsbCjZOJV1M8sHBZl_dMjEdsDQfwNDizmWhP2reYCt0MlpLt2ZZjrFzY1SkD6hCzq0QLoRFVa7ftef9y8ic_3Rmeiw2pf4BKZJZUujW5on9xLuX6vuikgCoUYDatI/s2026/respectful.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1380" data-original-width="2026" height="436" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXMRf_RKiaR3jrFAMFOre7m_9_y624pH9xKHT768onKC5TdQWuDYMjqwe7VZECvKwsbCjZOJV1M8sHBZl_dMjEdsDQfwNDizmWhP2reYCt0MlpLt2ZZjrFzY1SkD6hCzq0QLoRFVa7ftef9y8ic_3Rmeiw2pf4BKZJZUujW5on9xLuX6vuikgCoUYDatI/w640-h436/respectful.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage playing respectfully quiet while senior Cash sleeps nearby.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>I know I need to renew my authority around house and yard rules. I seem to have bent a few that are not on the safety list. With Lady May passing I feel it's time to reestablish that pack leader role and practise exercising more leadership again. <br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQXoiQGOxWXm1fsq4lL41s1fG4ImPDobVmI4nQ113rS_K_ShdUO-uIS9JegBl0OCtH8OdxByOyFZOOTagBQnAmkE20DX7kqBkjla7XDKe3xuoql9Rdn7srpoy0DBE3C8R6N9mOAsjC85eU-v1F_zOFrlHVueyiIi3rs8fNaRSmXKaLU-IkhR7e_Jx0bPY/s2000/n%20sage%20n%20cash.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQXoiQGOxWXm1fsq4lL41s1fG4ImPDobVmI4nQ113rS_K_ShdUO-uIS9JegBl0OCtH8OdxByOyFZOOTagBQnAmkE20DX7kqBkjla7XDKe3xuoql9Rdn7srpoy0DBE3C8R6N9mOAsjC85eU-v1F_zOFrlHVueyiIi3rs8fNaRSmXKaLU-IkhR7e_Jx0bPY/w640-h360/n%20sage%20n%20cash.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kona - "I thought, 'No dogs on furniture', was a rule?"<br />Kaia- "It is! For YOU!"<br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> <br /></td></tr></tbody></table>So much of my time was spent tending to Lady May's needs, I let some rules go,
due to lack of time and energy to enforce them. Look out visitors, I'm
back watching you again.<br />Enforce day care rules - No dogs on furniture. Right Kona?<br />Okay, yes, of course there are exceptions. Like "The Waiting Chair" I'll make it clear to all our new comers as well. I promise.<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Y44H13Dv3in6d5fvFjUMrGfXxxZHQlV21l1yz8-TCsKy00rvJWZTv4hcDtQ9q-0yyRvvAIKZM0-5eNAOzEY2zO0nvu0ivzR7g3-JmjXQXHEsndQdo0NENRYl1zv4_5X1fUROkSbwR4TBmsxjvjHKT5MwKXko2FB6eOTaY8G_k9c6YJRoqKWZVUuKSbM/s1955/waiting%20for%20mom.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1408" data-original-width="1955" height="460" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Y44H13Dv3in6d5fvFjUMrGfXxxZHQlV21l1yz8-TCsKy00rvJWZTv4hcDtQ9q-0yyRvvAIKZM0-5eNAOzEY2zO0nvu0ivzR7g3-JmjXQXHEsndQdo0NENRYl1zv4_5X1fUROkSbwR4TBmsxjvjHKT5MwKXko2FB6eOTaY8G_k9c6YJRoqKWZVUuKSbM/w640-h460/waiting%20for%20mom.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kona and Kaia Wait for mom and dad<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCE9WOcAcug723RLfK6TsEJd7SE1qyV9bKWPyy41EtuOaiowXh4thn9eDYfZpLBrkpOv63YpFCAKpP4F9kTxyfeKkT0OmD4JUziIHO6YM3Tx3pGnTGYp5gc9-Zh-3gJapbGm9ieH7Wf_WToejj_862so0v_50FMe2DmpZ2wz4ivbutJO2TX-GitlK8eXk/s2000/Weres%20da%20dogs.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCE9WOcAcug723RLfK6TsEJd7SE1qyV9bKWPyy41EtuOaiowXh4thn9eDYfZpLBrkpOv63YpFCAKpP4F9kTxyfeKkT0OmD4JUziIHO6YM3Tx3pGnTGYp5gc9-Zh-3gJapbGm9ieH7Wf_WToejj_862so0v_50FMe2DmpZ2wz4ivbutJO2TX-GitlK8eXk/w640-h360/Weres%20da%20dogs.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby, waiting for visitors<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>My waiting list is now closed and the November calendar is full. We have 4 Meet 'n Greets scheduled. I can't wait to meet the newcomers and look forward to introductions and fun winter days ahead. <br />I'm also revisiting my writing goal, as usual, to try to keep the postings updated more often. I have to admit my frustrations on all the technology updates. My browser and program's settings seem to have a mind of their own these days. Things that used to take an hour or so to write now seems to take me a couple of days. Reboot, refresh, renew, agh!<br />Ever onward, ~ struggles make one stronger right? Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-54245543498826917432023-10-29T09:41:00.001-07:002023-10-29T09:41:06.571-07:00Welcome Miss Lista<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiOwLyzMSS-ImbnSOa11NCubzI2mJK3HmescYnTdEsbER7MJOvsGcn352X33Z6TgYBoBKk99ypd2nIsel_D-9qzfGxVgWzKyFOuWUGlhkqt7MuNf0NmU1HxfVmvUfpWJntzcOKc1IoSaBP7VV7500JahuuHniIqkgfbVycbonUnSCAhvikSKNfZEQyB0w/s2000/Lista%20n%20Suzy2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiOwLyzMSS-ImbnSOa11NCubzI2mJK3HmescYnTdEsbER7MJOvsGcn352X33Z6TgYBoBKk99ypd2nIsel_D-9qzfGxVgWzKyFOuWUGlhkqt7MuNf0NmU1HxfVmvUfpWJntzcOKc1IoSaBP7VV7500JahuuHniIqkgfbVycbonUnSCAhvikSKNfZEQyB0w/s320/Lista%20n%20Suzy2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>We finally had an opportunity to fully meet with 20 mon. old Lista. We have been waiting for her spay before we could look at daycare dates. She has fully healed from her spay and Oct 20 was her M&G date.
<br />We first met Lista at her home last year on<a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/search?q=lista"> July 2022</a>.<br /><a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/search?q=lista">https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/search?q=lista</a><br /> Lista has also visited us prior to her spay for a short say ‘hello’ in Nov. last year. There has been little change in Lista since last year. She’s just as lovely and well behaved as she was a year ago.
Little Suzy Q was visiting us on her M&G day. The two have met previously due to training sessions. Although Lista was ready to play a bit, Suzy really wanted no part of that. Suzy is not big on playing much, she's social but cool. <br />That was okay with Lista, she was quite interested in checking out all the toys.<br /></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo2rx-CfM76EqVqr428qFB2SlVbMm-IvDMJFVicx6JlBw3tlfonGit9QiV-7gm4KWFRuQ2Jp7aveQ3yZrly7FRPBi3bYjMzWpGsE5oYLmXKWnIr9fbVh1H4HvBNfn8IeG8hw3XOBXhMew0XHFUVCT7q1UMBSghbgqX8yz1fOHjFc1UidGIJ5FK_AbemU8/s2000/Toy%20choice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo2rx-CfM76EqVqr428qFB2SlVbMm-IvDMJFVicx6JlBw3tlfonGit9QiV-7gm4KWFRuQ2Jp7aveQ3yZrly7FRPBi3bYjMzWpGsE5oYLmXKWnIr9fbVh1H4HvBNfn8IeG8hw3XOBXhMew0XHFUVCT7q1UMBSghbgqX8yz1fOHjFc1UidGIJ5FK_AbemU8/w640-h362/Toy%20choice.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lista - "How come none of them squeak?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>That's because all the old squeakies have been chewed apart sweetheart. I think it's time to bring out some new ones! Lista took the brand new squeakie I handed her with glee. Like many others Lista's mom and dad would prefer Lista doesn't bring stuffies home. This one will go on hold for Lista's visits, like a few other dog's toys. She'll learn to share it with everyone, the same as all the others have. <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvEMTF3fbPxqAJm68g-u-YSlMcc9o_BtjhhyRFyb-spYf8_As_GWFu0VX78enNBjUHMRHmXTs1NIA_ACrmTyLdzEmwLhacFYkrqVybt8_T1W5aaBXE9w3jSdQ8nbSGWuP7hou98yYUEQff3ZuH48U7XjnoSiNsiDaq4hxiKOOX-6eyXFIXHe-A0M4rn8E/s2000/Lista%20fnds%20a%20toy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvEMTF3fbPxqAJm68g-u-YSlMcc9o_BtjhhyRFyb-spYf8_As_GWFu0VX78enNBjUHMRHmXTs1NIA_ACrmTyLdzEmwLhacFYkrqVybt8_T1W5aaBXE9w3jSdQ8nbSGWuP7hou98yYUEQff3ZuH48U7XjnoSiNsiDaq4hxiKOOX-6eyXFIXHe-A0M4rn8E/w640-h362/Lista%20fnds%20a%20toy.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lista happily enjoying the lovely squeaky sounds<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p>Lista played happily until it was time to head out. It was very obvious this would be her favourite toy. <br />I wonder how long it'll last? <br />Bailey happened to be visiting the day after Lista and I presented
Lista's new toy to him. He had a great time just sniffing it and taking
in the new dog smells on it. I gently replaced it with another when he began to settle
in to have a bit of squeakie chew time with it. Now it will smell like
Bailey as well. I believe that might help Lista when meeting Bailey day
haps along. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6-A9E7fljnoBzrxL4uu3N_hD8tc3tt2xTfofCvNQkl84SXi3hIep-1qO4DQOMufWbRmFjRevOO2Xt0wedG90EVVqeN0Ditv-_UTMNP3-XMe9oFizESCkYUIZaIAGwKsHUWxT07vSY81Sf16DpWVSahQv2leppRfoB28VnE8_QtZaNSqLt8BYqBOcVeNQ/s1761/Listas%20squeaky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1085" data-original-width="1761" height="394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6-A9E7fljnoBzrxL4uu3N_hD8tc3tt2xTfofCvNQkl84SXi3hIep-1qO4DQOMufWbRmFjRevOO2Xt0wedG90EVVqeN0Ditv-_UTMNP3-XMe9oFizESCkYUIZaIAGwKsHUWxT07vSY81Sf16DpWVSahQv2leppRfoB28VnE8_QtZaNSqLt8BYqBOcVeNQ/w640-h394/Listas%20squeaky.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey loving the new dog scents on the new squeaky toy.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Lista will be here for her free 4 hour visit with us on Nov. 11th. As it
turns out that’s exactly 1 year from when we originally met Lista. As a
good friend of mine used to say. “How cool is that?” <br /><br />Lista will join into the group of our pack that have a high prey drive.
We'll be ever vigilant when allowing her outdoors. I'll be watching the
yard for deer (and cats) before she is turned loose to play in the yard.
<br />Thank you, mom and
dad, Vivian and Ian for your patience in the wait to have Lista's M&G. <br />She'll
now become one of our Royal extended pack. <br />Welcome to almost 2 yr. old, sweet girl Lista! </p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg26ShvckWsjJBSOEgbeS4M6yrf95vn58fMIHGctvqpwMziBBWn8rtxE_LqF59NQlekA-9yC9SRtz1GAPtCxpVJi7B6yrsxQZ0YnipquJjScUa29rjpILOmfQIy46W5Hs3trEudf6_1sCOwkImwgFqy3vKltdPiHWArksvHnpF4KmVhLLvuByLtxTnJZuc/s804/Lista%20M&G.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="795" data-original-width="804" height="632" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg26ShvckWsjJBSOEgbeS4M6yrf95vn58fMIHGctvqpwMziBBWn8rtxE_LqF59NQlekA-9yC9SRtz1GAPtCxpVJi7B6yrsxQZ0YnipquJjScUa29rjpILOmfQIy46W5Hs3trEudf6_1sCOwkImwgFqy3vKltdPiHWArksvHnpF4KmVhLLvuByLtxTnJZuc/w640-h632/Lista%20M&G.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lista watching for birds in the tree.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></p>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-32299726433053885112023-10-25T18:06:00.005-07:002023-10-25T18:37:10.538-07:00Oct. 24 2023 - Rainbow Bridge Calls Lady May <p>Over night on Oct 23rd, the temperatures dropped below freezing and the snow began to blow. It was as if it were a calling for Lady May to join her Royal Heavenly Pack. Winter is on the way and she needed to be out of the upcoming cold snowy days. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwNxUQZaD_WFlYfjIZcku0Gi3I90tQkvyiY12CuIhwxzriOWu7pc8omXXbfRxmIB5Mi2DIssZyp5xCc23h4UQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Just a month earlier in the middle of <a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/2023/10/lady-may-is-almost-14-years-old.html">September</a>, Lady May had been for her annual check up. She was given all positives going forward in her future. Her meds were adjusted and we thought we were ready to face the Winter. <br />Then, within 2 weeks, we watched a few symptoms appear and her strength seemed to diminish more every day. She quickly developed multiple clusters of large lumps on both sides of her throat, in her inner thighs and under her arms. It was obvious her lymph glands were being attacked. We set up an appointment for a return visit to see Dr. Burleigh in Cache Creek. 3 days before her appointment we called to suggest to Dr. Burleigh, this may be Lady May's last visit. In fact on examination this day, we learned Lady May had perhaps as much as a week of her life left. The next few days would have resulted in a backslide of health filled with much discomfort and intolerable pain. We're very happy we listened to Lady May's plea to be allowed to cross over Rainbow Bridge now.<br /><br />The morning of her appointment, we carried Lady May to the yard as always. This morning there was fresh snow on the mountains, the cool morning breeze was cold but the snow had stopped blowing. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr8OREcfGQjYy70ViSEGk4daQI0iQKf9XJjb8WpXu-pVRYkyRNp951VgOBT7FHO4Wn8DMcxjVS9leDYmsKZdLPWSL1ELDTbZR_YEsUIqDnakHxiHCu6PN14O2qpccARlD9quvAkArdio7d0d60LvRJM3UDqCjB6zA0vGjLQ69Wmk8M0kqfipFIREuGYVE/s1949/snow%20stops.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1949" data-original-width="1275" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr8OREcfGQjYy70ViSEGk4daQI0iQKf9XJjb8WpXu-pVRYkyRNp951VgOBT7FHO4Wn8DMcxjVS9leDYmsKZdLPWSL1ELDTbZR_YEsUIqDnakHxiHCu6PN14O2qpccARlD9quvAkArdio7d0d60LvRJM3UDqCjB6zA0vGjLQ69Wmk8M0kqfipFIREuGYVE/w418-h640/snow%20stops.jpg" width="418" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The morning of Lady May's passing. The snow is on the way.<br />Winter is approaching.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>We bundled her into the truck and drove quietly to Ashcroft park for a short bit of quiet time. Along the way, the freshly fallen snow was a true indicator to me, that we were making the best decision for Lady May. She would not have to endure being placed in the bitter cold yard to try to do her daily business. She would not have to plead for us to help ease her horrendous pain in the wee hours of the night. Relief that would not be available to be administered. There will be no risk of a long treacherous drive on icy winter roads. This day the roads were clear even though the snow was all around us. Lady May gave us clear enough signals. She was uncomfortable enough to know she needed to cross over.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjap_oDjMAj7qHGmz_eaWGsNreQqBurS4xTivSUaHJbBOoI4rMHgJ0y0ENjEuDIf3_FGpgH29GHoPo7nVBFTAyoYmlbDddZEfmMrOx0EH9Zvo_hMMVw0Bbr1ArC0JhQMmID5AQesAnEibCvaGNuOSB6e9s_68dgq7MNyGeUon-VJahJzbwTMOTLqEZyl-c/s1794/snow.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1282" data-original-width="1794" height="458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjap_oDjMAj7qHGmz_eaWGsNreQqBurS4xTivSUaHJbBOoI4rMHgJ0y0ENjEuDIf3_FGpgH29GHoPo7nVBFTAyoYmlbDddZEfmMrOx0EH9Zvo_hMMVw0Bbr1ArC0JhQMmID5AQesAnEibCvaGNuOSB6e9s_68dgq7MNyGeUon-VJahJzbwTMOTLqEZyl-c/w640-h458/snow.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fresh snow at Pavilion lake, the day before it was sunshine. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF2hmiEvRLqHkC3t-kLQR-MgGaI6mAB3EJYPyIPIweXfmXOti3Y5aSSOoSzQ7jo9w3-DxMfHKkdb9RCKnubQT0GHgYcegLTzgBxXIX8_iwGZDJdJMMYvZYNAtet3vBntjEYVVmfxtp9CBAgOC-I2zbRotYATpqPFq3FHWMFdy2m9sYz7HldkmD-mA0KB8/s2000/truck%20ride.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF2hmiEvRLqHkC3t-kLQR-MgGaI6mAB3EJYPyIPIweXfmXOti3Y5aSSOoSzQ7jo9w3-DxMfHKkdb9RCKnubQT0GHgYcegLTzgBxXIX8_iwGZDJdJMMYvZYNAtet3vBntjEYVVmfxtp9CBAgOC-I2zbRotYATpqPFq3FHWMFdy2m9sYz7HldkmD-mA0KB8/w640-h360/truck%20ride.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lady May rests quietly on her last truck ride.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>We made a short stop in Cache Creek at D.Q. so Lady May could enjoy a traditional Ice cream cone. <br />Daddy shared one with her and I shared a cheeseburger and fries with her. She accepted them eagerly but we made sure not to give her too much. We didn't want to give her a tummy ache. <br />She never complained, she'd had enough. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNXFkKuI06MvIT1nZOrh03lOnk_04lWJxnO_g2yeZ-Z0q5dfb9ZJB9zZmOmUUqz1hdrI8N5mxOCYDDobYflJv47KC5GdZaY8Mcpz4rY7fr6QE35CWOo5UvtwQQKu_xGqWex7KT_jS86r1oJT035qMCiJ6OZKee4520GMp1zUl4SbPA6XKsuwxhE2ud8xU/s1878/ice%20cream.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1408" data-original-width="1878" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNXFkKuI06MvIT1nZOrh03lOnk_04lWJxnO_g2yeZ-Z0q5dfb9ZJB9zZmOmUUqz1hdrI8N5mxOCYDDobYflJv47KC5GdZaY8Mcpz4rY7fr6QE35CWOo5UvtwQQKu_xGqWex7KT_jS86r1oJT035qMCiJ6OZKee4520GMp1zUl4SbPA6XKsuwxhE2ud8xU/w640-h480/ice%20cream.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daddy shares his ice cream cone with Lady May<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>We told her we would return to Cache Creek to head to the park in a little while. She laid her tired head down and we drove to Ashcroft park.<br />When we arrived, Lady May was ready to have a few short sniffs around the grounds but soon asked for the truck again. <p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisfJdy5fcq3I6799-399LA_V8iHVEPzlRpL_k0Z5LY3HrJh2AptwdPzB08K-XQVpCSm7sHem1NaYrWMX55kXAyCfzrAdJpbD4_1DiHZCT9EbcOAgA9agofg9uEBQt3jIx3W5s04YHEg0Bsn9HdFph4WbOStOhJ00jlRdzZsCUyWOqpqwAaBxfMW4hfpB0/s1679/Ashcroft.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1679" height="430" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisfJdy5fcq3I6799-399LA_V8iHVEPzlRpL_k0Z5LY3HrJh2AptwdPzB08K-XQVpCSm7sHem1NaYrWMX55kXAyCfzrAdJpbD4_1DiHZCT9EbcOAgA9agofg9uEBQt3jIx3W5s04YHEg0Bsn9HdFph4WbOStOhJ00jlRdzZsCUyWOqpqwAaBxfMW4hfpB0/w640-h430/Ashcroft.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lady May showed little interest in being here.<br />She relieved herself and asked for the truck.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>We loaded her up and headed back to Cache Creek park. Once there, she was
more ready to have a few sniffs around the grounds and even asked for
help to make her way to the wooden path that over looks the creek. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJoUfAIH3umDN3ztaSFftgQbJUaA22P2s61bDhRMqMGPOlv2W8Wn_9XIvByqQ2YOTShcNuk79kHrpBqt7T4rhkeZnlJIby9ZOb3-ZPtJTS5RIjJjC8iR3EP5fbiYLmAvIZizmscvP67O0gvj06A69MS0OsfxYXvM2uuQaVfKpVZIvSTySD1LI0tZQtccQ/s2000/cache%20creek%201.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJoUfAIH3umDN3ztaSFftgQbJUaA22P2s61bDhRMqMGPOlv2W8Wn_9XIvByqQ2YOTShcNuk79kHrpBqt7T4rhkeZnlJIby9ZOb3-ZPtJTS5RIjJjC8iR3EP5fbiYLmAvIZizmscvP67O0gvj06A69MS0OsfxYXvM2uuQaVfKpVZIvSTySD1LI0tZQtccQ/w640-h362/cache%20creek%201.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A quick balance on her unstable legs for a closer sniff<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>On a quick glance, no one would know this lovely girl had any health issues at all. Lady May remained the same all her life. She had the most beautiful soft tri coloured coat and such warm, loving eyes to anyone she trusted. She often fooled the unsuspecting strangers who dared to attempt contact with her. She remained wary of them and went into protection mode immediately. She was a brave little soul who had <a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/2013/03/" target="_blank">been abused</a> and never regained her trust of strangers. <br />We understood that and never asked her to forgive them.<br />(You can read about Lady May's first days with us by clicking on the above <a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/2013/03/" target="_blank">link</a>.)</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_nRBOlDISAXmru_QVjuRftzz64DZ33JHqf_ZxONSQdIZhsygjrDCJvj5rEW_kDS-qQSgneYN7OFnFUFr9M44PxNenjlzOlx-Pnu3rbjAnBQcM1oU_g4M_5K4DAZjNeFDL_5MUuHt1lU57m0ZoZc_i-keNgR9ImNTpVSVwHhvSt5Sp-dvvbrlBhEb9btE/s1936/Cache%20creek3.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1183" data-original-width="1936" height="367" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_nRBOlDISAXmru_QVjuRftzz64DZ33JHqf_ZxONSQdIZhsygjrDCJvj5rEW_kDS-qQSgneYN7OFnFUFr9M44PxNenjlzOlx-Pnu3rbjAnBQcM1oU_g4M_5K4DAZjNeFDL_5MUuHt1lU57m0ZoZc_i-keNgR9ImNTpVSVwHhvSt5Sp-dvvbrlBhEb9btE/w598-h367/Cache%20creek3.jpg" width="598" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Such a sweet girl with a bent and broken little body. Never complaining</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Soon after we made it to the wooden overlook, Lady May asked to return to the truck. She was obviously a tired little girl and was ready for the long sleep that was to follow.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkSyfddrNkATzqu6ROYF-3AHReVvjUtBGgeqgSZ37LJEMp0B7T-hiM6evNp6CWPqyf-WTUYeJkihFnHbbYcanarFOd1N1udOsbiE_3faVFFupQaiat0XnXG6wzD7L88a4l_Iy8VawxTQJj1p4IjefJXgJxb6YUMorK3uDUcFBJeostcDk8vyQNQsYOSsw/s2000/lets%20go%20now.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkSyfddrNkATzqu6ROYF-3AHReVvjUtBGgeqgSZ37LJEMp0B7T-hiM6evNp6CWPqyf-WTUYeJkihFnHbbYcanarFOd1N1udOsbiE_3faVFFupQaiat0XnXG6wzD7L88a4l_Iy8VawxTQJj1p4IjefJXgJxb6YUMorK3uDUcFBJeostcDk8vyQNQsYOSsw/w640-h362/lets%20go%20now.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Can we go back to the truck now please mommy and daddy? I'm very tired. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>We owe our sincere gratitude to the gentle nature of Dr. Burleigh and all the staff at Cache Creek hospital. Even though many are new to the hospital they all treated us and Lady May with dignity and the respect she so rightly deserved. Kara Lee, who has been on staff forever came forward to give us emotional support and offer such kind words. <br />Lady May layed calm and still as daddy and I held her close and breathed in her soft fur. Daddy watched her eyes softly close and I felt her heart beats slow and dim as she crossed over Rainbow Bridge. <br />She will ALWAYS be loved and remembered. She deserved to life forever but alas.... it can never be.<br /><br />"We will see you again one day little girl. <br />GO! Run free on all 4 strong healthy legs girl. Seek out your Royal Pack and play forever more!" <br />Love forever<br />Mom & Dad</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqSpgWN5ySBF1-4GdZmj4rYHfI3ZtS7VRmn97cVxXJEcc00oryAsYIn2_y1AwZQj7Js5n5_LGdc1VtX80D3ZkCVeGNiI91tkAce7ktnf0XvZr6_bF-HJ8RniD_9QnxRXefshQAx9Xge9-5vF81NQbclXzMdUZZEDTnDIgcmDXmCeyQB1AJhyphenhyphenmbIv6-WBo/s2000/Empty%20bed.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqSpgWN5ySBF1-4GdZmj4rYHfI3ZtS7VRmn97cVxXJEcc00oryAsYIn2_y1AwZQj7Js5n5_LGdc1VtX80D3ZkCVeGNiI91tkAce7ktnf0XvZr6_bF-HJ8RniD_9QnxRXefshQAx9Xge9-5vF81NQbclXzMdUZZEDTnDIgcmDXmCeyQB1AJhyphenhyphenmbIv6-WBo/w640-h360/Empty%20bed.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We miss you darling.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLIth5gsrzSJaTKpyh196mPwthqb0TBbsPRy1wTtnVHts-zAV9ff8pVxwSKqEG31RfW7MlIXQyl3hK5VCZVIc3Jv6OHIkPCbU33pTe58ovyauZJ2Kf8SKrD2S8u9Bxkh-Jd7KsYd9k5QfpEKolunxFo2mpZC4YdO1ZVSD7S7e-ryV5FZUXFkkzIspa-Eo/s1770/The%20morning%20after.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1190" data-original-width="1770" height="430" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLIth5gsrzSJaTKpyh196mPwthqb0TBbsPRy1wTtnVHts-zAV9ff8pVxwSKqEG31RfW7MlIXQyl3hK5VCZVIc3Jv6OHIkPCbU33pTe58ovyauZJ2Kf8SKrD2S8u9Bxkh-Jd7KsYd9k5QfpEKolunxFo2mpZC4YdO1ZVSD7S7e-ryV5FZUXFkkzIspa-Eo/w640-h430/The%20morning%20after.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The blue sky appeared again the next day. Several soft clouds passed over head.<br />Are you smiling Lady May?<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-5655454146411435572023-10-13T07:31:00.002-07:002023-10-13T08:34:19.036-07:00Lady May is Almost 14 Years OldAt the center of all the goings on here is our Senior Lady May. We still think of her as the baby of our family. Our little girl will turn 14 years old on Oct 21st. She is still very sweet and quiet and always tolerant of new visitors. She's very much aware of new visitors and always wants to 'check them out'. Everyone seems to respect her and after gentle hellos they leave her alone to rest.
<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlJoGGggYNC_aFRCRn5EZkqHGpBjDDmSnzo5b9h7rnLvu4hXoDtPCpafRw8usuv8JV9RP2APyje3OXGaa9GuSGBmIm_krrwiyOPiZweH7O7xLrAAF3sKo9gHs9toUjtxq_5HUA6yf-xUZVTvPsqAAEGEbeyIYMjnkHRYzEHXedD06bY8qB62o5Nt6G8U/s2165/Resized_20230318_163911.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="975" data-original-width="2165" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlJoGGggYNC_aFRCRn5EZkqHGpBjDDmSnzo5b9h7rnLvu4hXoDtPCpafRw8usuv8JV9RP2APyje3OXGaa9GuSGBmIm_krrwiyOPiZweH7O7xLrAAF3sKo9gHs9toUjtxq_5HUA6yf-xUZVTvPsqAAEGEbeyIYMjnkHRYzEHXedD06bY8qB62o5Nt6G8U/w640-h288/Resized_20230318_163911.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Squire Bailey seems to love Lady May.<br /> He will always gently find a place close to her whenever no others are visiting<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Lady May can no longer walk on her own. We carry her everywhere
she indicates she wants to be. She’s still very clear about her wants
and needs but no longer shows any desire to play with others. She likes
to be near them but in a safe spot from the activity.
Early last week, daddy took her for her annual Dr.’s appointment. I
sent along a long list of items that we wanted to be addressed. That
list included blood work and x-rays. Thank you Dr. Burleigh for being so
thorough with each item. Lady May’s meds have been increased and we’ve
added a daily dose of CBD oil. She will also now receive a monthly
injection of <a href="https://www.drugs.com/vet/librela-30-mg-can.html " target="_blank">Librela</a> This new schedule is on trial, and we will adjust it according to how
Lady May fares.
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</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">Daily 600 mg Gabapentin,
Metacam <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">- </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>5 days on, 4 days off <br />
Omeprazol and Sulcrate susp. 5 days on, 4 days off. Diclofenac rub on non
Metacam days. <br />
CBD oil twice daily<br />
Librela <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>and Cartrophen injections monthly<br /></span><br />We believe her pain is being well managed at this time. Due to her lack of mobility, she has lost much of her muscle tone. She no longer has the strength needed to use her wheel chair. She tries to
stand and can still manage to raise her back end high enough to do her
business and step aside from it. On a good day she will try to stumble her way
across the yard before I get to her, and seems happy to be able to sniff new scents.
The toys and balls are of little interest to her now but she loves to watch others play. She can usually be seen in the background of my photos. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTMMtkBKuM-MZmxkJHyJU4sB9TFduEuUYrWiLC3LhJ4TRfmR4rAuHUYtTQr6OQT8Q0-zBMVl45QBNRWJMxWh4P-rG5AgBXzxKyj9fJNaTbXl6vkuLsHkpX9mNfyNJr_ckSHZzEJlBryyz5fwK1UKS3KzH2Y7OHjssBCZuwTEt10B4nG2tNcOre7LtuA8/s2000/ellie%20n%20sage%20LM.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTMMtkBKuM-MZmxkJHyJU4sB9TFduEuUYrWiLC3LhJ4TRfmR4rAuHUYtTQr6OQT8Q0-zBMVl45QBNRWJMxWh4P-rG5AgBXzxKyj9fJNaTbXl6vkuLsHkpX9mNfyNJr_ckSHZzEJlBryyz5fwK1UKS3KzH2Y7OHjssBCZuwTEt10B4nG2tNcOre7LtuA8/w640-h360/ellie%20n%20sage%20LM.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage and Ellie carry on oblivious to the ever watchful eyes of Lady May<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Sometimes it’s heartbreaking to watch her but at this point, we believe
she’s not in too much discomfort. Her mind seems clear, and she is
still happy. She asks to go outdoors when she knows it’s time for her
daddy to come home and would rather wait on the porch than indoors. Her
day mostly consists of resting in a comfy bed inside or resting in the grass outside,
always in close proximity to her visitors.
<br />Whenever I think her vision is failing, she
proves me wrong. Lady May is still determined to ‘run’ to the gate when she sees others
walking their dogs past. I stop her as best I can, because it means she runs the
risk of scrapping her paws, elbows, and chin as she creeps and stumbles
along. That never seems to bother her, she just feels the need to let
me know there are intruders near the yard. Her brain tells her to continue to do the job she feels is needed.<br /> Her hearing is all but
gone now so I try to approach her in the least surprising way possible.
Approaching from her line of vision improves her chances of no
surprise. Even still she sometimes jumps when I get to her side. That's usually when she's been watching others and didn't notice me approaching.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0qujT53D0wlDwkzQGcYlj5cCtupPh04mlkkXg3AJe2sszR1CftckAJDVrVkVxVyjBPPQdGWyOoLpKIQljsdYgMnULXDu7PWP807lwu2u7_ReiLWjsuflzGxd6vRg5TSuIYJg4zam3O2Fv1HkC0Fml8myR5E5XlgGwoUq3BLOffRr9YWvUZZz_SE94VZU/s2000/road%20trip.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0qujT53D0wlDwkzQGcYlj5cCtupPh04mlkkXg3AJe2sszR1CftckAJDVrVkVxVyjBPPQdGWyOoLpKIQljsdYgMnULXDu7PWP807lwu2u7_ReiLWjsuflzGxd6vRg5TSuIYJg4zam3O2Fv1HkC0Fml8myR5E5XlgGwoUq3BLOffRr9YWvUZZz_SE94VZU/w640-h360/road%20trip.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lady May had the company of Miss Ellie on our recent road trip to Kelowna. <br />Two wonderful travel companions. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">As you can imagine, we’re concerned about the upcoming winter but will deal with whatever comes
along. Lady May is our top priority at the moment, and we will do whatever is required
of us to keep her as comfortable as possible. She will often ask to sleep on the day beds and when she does, others soon join her.</span><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifvL2knLTavDTHWKardT910TqSNc5epUDomY2YALyBaxwhqNVjsS1MXeh5oxEH4OqqGQZmOzM6TfwbVLdXP0sHUBtN82QZDXjAstBgdpr8EXG6nErQHkFjw3ydwVnp3FF6neq9IZWz_8_vpqRhb0gVBmfx0h7mVH0XcUgElgsZzmeugs1wbBmtKE1qbQ0/s2000/cash%20bed.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifvL2knLTavDTHWKardT910TqSNc5epUDomY2YALyBaxwhqNVjsS1MXeh5oxEH4OqqGQZmOzM6TfwbVLdXP0sHUBtN82QZDXjAstBgdpr8EXG6nErQHkFjw3ydwVnp3FF6neq9IZWz_8_vpqRhb0gVBmfx0h7mVH0XcUgElgsZzmeugs1wbBmtKE1qbQ0/w640-h360/cash%20bed.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Girls get the bed and Sir Cash sleeps close by<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>Lady May's overall health and appetite are good and if
not for the late stages of osteoarthritis, she is just an old girl wanting
to sleep and watch others play. </span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><br />We can do
that for you Lady May. <br />Have a restful day sweetie. We love you. </span></p>
Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-55846256413072731222023-09-25T07:10:00.000-07:002023-09-25T07:10:49.742-07:00The Creation of a Wait List<p>In August I made the decision to put a cap on intakes for daycare at Royal K9 Korner. <br />At
that time, I only had 4 new dogs requesting daycare along with my other
two previous ‘regulars’ who were on my spay/neuter wait list. <br />I
said I would revisit my numbers come September. September is walking out the door. My regular visitors numbers have remained the same, as I knew
they would. I will be welcoming a long-awaited M&G for one of our
sweeties who was waiting for her spay.
<br />Mid Oct. <a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/search?q=lista" target="_blank">Miss Lista</a> will be here! A welcome will be posted at that time.<br /><br />I believe it’s still necessary to keep my numbers where they are. I am well aware that the need for daycare/play-days is ever growing.</p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL32lMgh4zBvFv5gO5VcN2gmEANNR9KMQ2Lk2sKyNCrvsfPACJ7tSz5NSN-X3cKSZjcOYlut10xu7ZSkOuQGQ2WaLJ2XyBUj8_tI73w-oR-K99ZKNi9g07F0p1sZ27p4iefO6eCBqc3xDXXqlPEibSKp3X6WnNS8XmuA4Os9uUo56dyYuSd14KrsYEyLQ/s1711/RK9K%20Pack%20July%202023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="875" data-original-width="1711" height="330" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL32lMgh4zBvFv5gO5VcN2gmEANNR9KMQ2Lk2sKyNCrvsfPACJ7tSz5NSN-X3cKSZjcOYlut10xu7ZSkOuQGQ2WaLJ2XyBUj8_tI73w-oR-K99ZKNi9g07F0p1sZ27p4iefO6eCBqc3xDXXqlPEibSKp3X6WnNS8XmuA4Os9uUo56dyYuSd14KrsYEyLQ/w640-h330/RK9K%20Pack%20July%202023.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Royal K9 Korner's Regulars as of July 2023<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Every day I have at least one newcomer asking for, not just info, but daycare. It’s become necessary for me to create a reply that is easily edited to allow me to respond individually to these folks. I will post that on Facebook so I can link to it even more easily.
<br /><br />My next plan of action is to revisit newcomer intakes when the new fence has been completed and the yard is back to it’s safe standard.<br />I‘m wondering if I will be able to do a few intakes with the understanding that daycare will only follow if the needed chosen day has visitor(s) previously booked that are ‘easy’ dogs. Base the visits more on my current health condition and the necessary care for daily dogs needs. I'm recovering from a back injury and I must take it slow. <br /> I really don’t like telling people ‘no’ when I know full well, they NEED their dog to be taken care of during the day. They love their sweetie and want him/her to have a more social day. Instead of sitting home alone while they shop out of town or for days on end while mom/dad are at work.
<br /><br />Is there a way I can do that? I don’t know. <br />I believe the fence and yard should be back to its regular safe standard by November. Yes, I’m pushing the date closer to winter.
There’s no sense pretending we can work faster than we can. We can only work in the yard on weekends and my time and strength at this time, does not allow daily yard-work when I am taking care of the dogs.
<br /><br />To sum it up ~
<br />* I’ll continue with a wait list for those who wish to be added to it.
<br />* I’ll begin the M&G process again with an understanding that daycare is conditional, based on availability and current visitors.
<br />* Current regulars take priority.
<br />* Everything changes if Lady May’s health is put in jeopardy. (Current health status to follow)<br /></p><p> Thank you to everyone for their continued support and understanding.</p>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-74759938420869778882023-09-21T07:32:00.003-07:002023-09-21T07:32:35.944-07:00Mid September
We’ve had a full summer of daycare along with a few worrisome days due to wildfire activity. Both are currently ongoing, although our recent rainfall has diminished a few. Thank goodness! <br />Please join us as we continue to send positive thoughts to those still struggling to get through this season safely. We’re thankful to everyone involved in assisting to fight the fires, from ground, to office, to the sky! You are all our heros. Thank You! <br /><br />Our hearts go out to the friends and families of those who have tragically passed during this season. Thank you for your service! Your heroism will always be remembered. <br />We're hopeful the near future will bring happier, safer days for us all! Paws crossed <br /><br />The visitors who kept me smiling over the last weeks were, Sir Cash, and Countess River and Sage, Sir Henry, Matron Sadie, Bailey, and Ruby. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKUCokravnKc3lIb4p-dIFXFkOsvcBWzRqIpct_My4-Q5g8Kx5nUHSfBFiWx6MrhnZUKef3yx7EnUQAfj9Spf1eWw2uAEUowBjTarSZ_TcUVM7TB2EYoLJzPIJYCTU1YVNubB_NoJHrrZkEzjoHFgpatADMmQxz0cqbH4GOazD-Ne-Ko8nlYrM3ECEsVM/s2000/Cash%20Riv%20Sage%20Bailey.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKUCokravnKc3lIb4p-dIFXFkOsvcBWzRqIpct_My4-Q5g8Kx5nUHSfBFiWx6MrhnZUKef3yx7EnUQAfj9Spf1eWw2uAEUowBjTarSZ_TcUVM7TB2EYoLJzPIJYCTU1YVNubB_NoJHrrZkEzjoHFgpatADMmQxz0cqbH4GOazD-Ne-Ko8nlYrM3ECEsVM/w640-h360/Cash%20Riv%20Sage%20Bailey.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sir Cash, Countess River, Bailey and Sage enjoy a cool, almost, smoke-free morning<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZ_Je5LaNbSLC1x9MtdjqIL7XpLpUN9pZNN2Z8xraAwU4ynddCdtmy52SSiDbAftHMixio_IDX-eEc5eh8cHw9q4LDc9H3GNfbIato1wCxkaE1Z4YtkUhqm_6HXCYgb4QAwSSpBNiPbJ2HriEylkE8JSjZOjx06kTX7uHQ85Gzpvb15XSSUvymte5now/s2000/sage%20bailey%20wots%20left.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZ_Je5LaNbSLC1x9MtdjqIL7XpLpUN9pZNN2Z8xraAwU4ynddCdtmy52SSiDbAftHMixio_IDX-eEc5eh8cHw9q4LDc9H3GNfbIato1wCxkaE1Z4YtkUhqm_6HXCYgb4QAwSSpBNiPbJ2HriEylkE8JSjZOjx06kTX7uHQ85Gzpvb15XSSUvymte5now/w640-h360/sage%20bailey%20wots%20left.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey torments Sage with his toy possession.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWLeC8N4Y8CMQ2rXvzdTr7KtjHm4QDX_HroLFMDkzXdfQdd63r0iJWanTLzgkOeQE8J9ZTpbK3xWtMtio149Q2vc8Tse4LFRTrMCOO2sk2L16MbFKNiCrMWf5musvk0VMJfeqDh437XsDm41uYKpPmn7F7srgJrnQD_iCMAb6o1ZOiLkvTLHTskzN6c3c/s2000/tug.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWLeC8N4Y8CMQ2rXvzdTr7KtjHm4QDX_HroLFMDkzXdfQdd63r0iJWanTLzgkOeQE8J9ZTpbK3xWtMtio149Q2vc8Tse4LFRTrMCOO2sk2L16MbFKNiCrMWf5musvk0VMJfeqDh437XsDm41uYKpPmn7F7srgJrnQD_iCMAb6o1ZOiLkvTLHTskzN6c3c/w640-h360/tug.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey happily shares the toys without exerting the least bit of energy.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYYm6ulSMPRbO5uFCCyqmI5-SXCPsmHjfq19JvrhSqpS3AF5JytMfwq7MkvaCKWzCZn8yEGHpYe6GR-4oSemZm-dSDPUI5NqXBzNeblF9NryL_bV3Z-EirGlWaeI430bANIb-XZNxCVD92EMHXnF58rD-0nKnlZj2aYRqDNqbJyvAYjVpeOD5F3xLkGNk/s1766/get%20up.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1766" height="348" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYYm6ulSMPRbO5uFCCyqmI5-SXCPsmHjfq19JvrhSqpS3AF5JytMfwq7MkvaCKWzCZn8yEGHpYe6GR-4oSemZm-dSDPUI5NqXBzNeblF9NryL_bV3Z-EirGlWaeI430bANIb-XZNxCVD92EMHXnF58rD-0nKnlZj2aYRqDNqbJyvAYjVpeOD5F3xLkGNk/w640-h348/get%20up.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey- "Hey, Henry! Get up! We're not done yet"<br />Henry - "I'm done."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZUh1gQZZNImUJ4m4tIowkAhG8qogajRfjamdlPpYxaxBmgMTINgzOSUjdZKjuhNwWgvaTR23bY3u1dPqnbOqXkq7D3j_oPLrU-eNF4jaJF_eBo4igTLcPe80_JpkIOnMSskLvDNs6SBq-w963pvXOESxn4krDZLQuHC5taLZZDWWJ6erVqmu9RnBELFQ/s1809/Ruby%20pull%20Marshall.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1809" height="382" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZUh1gQZZNImUJ4m4tIowkAhG8qogajRfjamdlPpYxaxBmgMTINgzOSUjdZKjuhNwWgvaTR23bY3u1dPqnbOqXkq7D3j_oPLrU-eNF4jaJF_eBo4igTLcPe80_JpkIOnMSskLvDNs6SBq-w963pvXOESxn4krDZLQuHC5taLZZDWWJ6erVqmu9RnBELFQ/w640-h382/Ruby%20pull%20Marshall.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey - "Come on Ruby, PULL!"<br />Ruby - "I am!"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1SsdGXO6SLZg-qJyW6VBNxs2JPUTp-7a30kJcYyKgGDv_z-CHtvX8r6UydOdfb1S3TeM9aTPBT6991-1__ktCgwt8cAmSyqaXA2Q8ucjogMLg-cR7-jyHqXsOHTSLDO-IMCS843m5HY2P9CagLGjOntNsLTmVJvPaos7-iyf2Hv5jC2QvxBS5zKWUWd8/s2000/ruby%20n%20Sadie.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1SsdGXO6SLZg-qJyW6VBNxs2JPUTp-7a30kJcYyKgGDv_z-CHtvX8r6UydOdfb1S3TeM9aTPBT6991-1__ktCgwt8cAmSyqaXA2Q8ucjogMLg-cR7-jyHqXsOHTSLDO-IMCS843m5HY2P9CagLGjOntNsLTmVJvPaos7-iyf2Hv5jC2QvxBS5zKWUWd8/w640-h360/ruby%20n%20Sadie.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sadie and Ruby waiting for Bailey to arrive.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>When Sadie visits lately, she really likes to take advantage of a few respite moments from the youngsters at home. She will saunter out and around the yard, or find a quiet spot to lay. She is content to stroll around but play is not foremost on her agenda these days. <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDBIZPa95UfsNgOBDYVmOoL1V1i4racmyyUq6rc2aP8v9A3V-wbiuLDc8-dxWvCj6JPvkgP68V8mmFBfQz7xG3ZmdjpykGaRLOtTYSskYdBz-_POlMcfrblaPANvCoEOsQD4AW5PnmH2-s4pdsWsCHm__DY5LQD3j1fD3-tjCic7yLmvjxJ94LEdBJdZY/s1727/Wanna%20play.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1727" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDBIZPa95UfsNgOBDYVmOoL1V1i4racmyyUq6rc2aP8v9A3V-wbiuLDc8-dxWvCj6JPvkgP68V8mmFBfQz7xG3ZmdjpykGaRLOtTYSskYdBz-_POlMcfrblaPANvCoEOsQD4AW5PnmH2-s4pdsWsCHm__DY5LQD3j1fD3-tjCic7yLmvjxJ94LEdBJdZY/w570-h640/Wanna%20play.jpg" width="570" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby tries her best to entice Sadie to play. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSTxAOeLjg9fpJnFaVjD2J2tjyqr1ECytaywG0pHib7Owb62l8dAmaQs-NpEViYcsyMhitG4eUeTlwIleb1Wdjf1T7C4A5XZEg7fNrbrkshUhV5fts-txFn5E3S7Mli8WjTZLI_jJLVVHnG9nVFL-27_K4dFn9ar4xL7IHwipsK_EerH6MGH1KBCYcpNM/s2000/Sadies%20owie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSTxAOeLjg9fpJnFaVjD2J2tjyqr1ECytaywG0pHib7Owb62l8dAmaQs-NpEViYcsyMhitG4eUeTlwIleb1Wdjf1T7C4A5XZEg7fNrbrkshUhV5fts-txFn5E3S7Mli8WjTZLI_jJLVVHnG9nVFL-27_K4dFn9ar4xL7IHwipsK_EerH6MGH1KBCYcpNM/w640-h360/Sadies%20owie.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby gives Sadie's owie a gentle sniff and kiss. So helpful<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Ruby has a very gentle side and when ruff 'n tumble play is not on the menu that part of her personality really shines through. She really is a sweetheart. She doesn't interfere with Sadie's respite at all. She just happily tags along with her.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEFVKhAQKBneiMXuT5JVMYnxh5bk68GdemzQtfee2waNShVqm5jekV9g9QZv2qdF7afJ2hZtm9rBvLYlWn5ayUANzKoL5IpP21R1KjovD0605fA6TBefQiFe5pnn3FHsZCJu8n4fVR9vwxNIBhiTDzGX-tBjZ_kLr3qVPJrtXKQ8gxs3RzPWaGL-0lLWw/s1996/Last%20pool%20days2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1197" data-original-width="1996" height="384" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEFVKhAQKBneiMXuT5JVMYnxh5bk68GdemzQtfee2waNShVqm5jekV9g9QZv2qdF7afJ2hZtm9rBvLYlWn5ayUANzKoL5IpP21R1KjovD0605fA6TBefQiFe5pnn3FHsZCJu8n4fVR9vwxNIBhiTDzGX-tBjZ_kLr3qVPJrtXKQ8gxs3RzPWaGL-0lLWw/w640-h384/Last%20pool%20days2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sadie and Ruby enjoy the pool while it's still available. It soon will go away for the winter.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNSIn6GNtDqPtMSC1dnBUA9y-YsK0ZCq9wupVQgK8u3VlE5Sb5uGE2suqeXOrP8VYKoTMB5OcUakmDKNLGP9Ho-n0AF1uWCAI3cNTPtxX22QnKwQwpN1lNKZq6tra63ixl5MJOhbHK_zCaZpRiONek8JDmFSyPOf0RncG2DkWadpIfa332_tD1ixPupmY/s2000/last%20pool%20days.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNSIn6GNtDqPtMSC1dnBUA9y-YsK0ZCq9wupVQgK8u3VlE5Sb5uGE2suqeXOrP8VYKoTMB5OcUakmDKNLGP9Ho-n0AF1uWCAI3cNTPtxX22QnKwQwpN1lNKZq6tra63ixl5MJOhbHK_zCaZpRiONek8JDmFSyPOf0RncG2DkWadpIfa332_tD1ixPupmY/w640-h360/last%20pool%20days.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey and Henry enjoy a few days of pool play while it lasts.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Last weekend we began the removal of the old hedge fence line. It's finally cool enough to work on it. The 'post hole driller machine' (I have no idea what it's really called) has been hired and will be here in two weeks. Yahoo! <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh79LmZhaUEDJwijVRDMKlKAznsZYnHiYbewKwI05NCD-oIV5-GUehlcFdLxEObQO72MBxGayXxCnMVkVH9DpXIc9KPBjrj4H2vfVg_duVDxmMJkneVCwxTajWdUBXO2q5Ueg0uLvPnK-Y1etucNSnhLkTd8EBB0R91_wCjZWbwPctQo2FmgyDhtORcTSw/s1764/R%20S%20Hedge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1764" data-original-width="1126" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh79LmZhaUEDJwijVRDMKlKAznsZYnHiYbewKwI05NCD-oIV5-GUehlcFdLxEObQO72MBxGayXxCnMVkVH9DpXIc9KPBjrj4H2vfVg_duVDxmMJkneVCwxTajWdUBXO2q5Ueg0uLvPnK-Y1etucNSnhLkTd8EBB0R91_wCjZWbwPctQo2FmgyDhtORcTSw/w408-h640/R%20S%20Hedge.jpg" width="408" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruby and Sadie not at all phased by the absence of the hedge. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p> Until the new fence is in place, the dogs will have limited access to the back play yard. I've also been limiting the intakes to keep a safe area. So far no one seems to care. Such good dogs. <br />Thank
you to my wonderful hubby and son for putting in long hard hours of
cutting, pruning, ripping and tearing that sad old hedge down. Finally
we're on the way to a more secure, less upkeep and much better looking
fence! I can't wait! I'm hoping I can get crackin' and post a few more photos on Facebook. Be sure to check it out. <br />Bring on the Fall. I'm ready!</p>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-72838589843980969252023-08-25T06:02:00.000-07:002023-08-25T06:02:22.538-07:00A Balancing Challenge at Royal K9 Korner<p>Oh the fun we had!! It started out with one little dog who always seemed to have toys on or around her face and head. She always made me laugh and I had sent photos to her mom to share my giggles. Mom had also started placing toys on her head and little Sage soon became the dog who loved (well, certainly allowed) things being placed on her head. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV1NzaQiFsypYb9oi2J2hfpplimJ3Dhzj8vQ0efJFab-0cN1gTz-Qx5fv-Vm7Thmnz43bAPFkmzxPi9eYxGB_d9eCXW3G40LCQ93Ohl0Q6lcQBppZw81ksN4I9rWSR04cavrPBUs2UxYLdlIZ0TN8p2vl80FhzFQou782hzyxVeqKWD2_ljZn76phtmLY/s4032/Sages%20hat.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV1NzaQiFsypYb9oi2J2hfpplimJ3Dhzj8vQ0efJFab-0cN1gTz-Qx5fv-Vm7Thmnz43bAPFkmzxPi9eYxGB_d9eCXW3G40LCQ93Ohl0Q6lcQBppZw81ksN4I9rWSR04cavrPBUs2UxYLdlIZ0TN8p2vl80FhzFQou782hzyxVeqKWD2_ljZn76phtmLY/w480-h640/Sages%20hat.jpeg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So proud of her new toy, Sage lets her mom place it on her head. <br />Photo courtesy of Sage's mom Nov. 2022<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />It made me wonder just how many other visitors would allow such a silly thing and I started trying out different toys during their visits. These days were always filled with even more laughter than a usual visit and I began to keep a record of which dog allowed which toy(s).<br />Before long I discovered the most accepted toys were the 7 tough
tug/chew toys. I sorted them out and decided to only use them when I
played the head balance game. The dogs seemed to enjoy the reward treats
of veggies, fruit and goodies during the challenge times. I always had a
good selection on hand and even used bits of cheese and dried liver
some times. No kidding they liked the game. Or at least were more likely
to want to participate. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrTVH_k6utPjmwJ4MF-ct8jmaAtC7gqSEulXuR0Mrg0jfGkEoh-soiyDOH814d9gd7ZMpJhZM-eU_t27zVU0wSSWxlA7OJL145yB5T6wn2GWwzpu6wV_pr-TWUjw9xigKW133JG_mlZcTXe5_mNVOs92XWu7Veb9ehbfQtEr9tfwBeHHMLijMnaHB-WqI/s1772/7%20toys.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1408" data-original-width="1772" height="254" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrTVH_k6utPjmwJ4MF-ct8jmaAtC7gqSEulXuR0Mrg0jfGkEoh-soiyDOH814d9gd7ZMpJhZM-eU_t27zVU0wSSWxlA7OJL145yB5T6wn2GWwzpu6wV_pr-TWUjw9xigKW133JG_mlZcTXe5_mNVOs92XWu7Veb9ehbfQtEr9tfwBeHHMLijMnaHB-WqI/s320/7%20toys.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>As the summer progressed so did the stress of a BC Wildfire season. Some of our regular visitors were evacuated from their homes and some of their moms and dads are currently working on the front lines or behind the scenes fighting those fires. Instead of concentrating on the negative situation of our community and province, I tried to focus more on a lighter side of each day. This challenge was a wonderful way to pass some time and laugh from my heart. <br />There is no denying the stress with in myself and everyone else in our area. I somehow have made it through thus far with a few smiles every day thanks to the unending humour the visiting dogs bring me. My idea was to pass some of the happy feelings to others by Facebook posts of silly dog antics instead of all the dangers and tragedy of the Wildfire. There is plenty of it out there all necessary for various reasons. I personally give thanks everyday for the never ending effort that has been going into keeping us all safe from the rapidly spreading wildfires. Paws crossed this ends soon and positively.<br /><br />The silly times we had as well as the results of our challenge can be found in our Facebook album - <a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.741995927730224&type=3" target="_blank">On The Head Toy Balance Challenge.<br /></a>The winners and prizes are as follows. <br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1CLvhfC9YaZtp6trHgUrlbj2bhTexTeQoAXTUFWYk4xQkzkvI6XpJoUWerrUZbybwveMx2K_e9U8MYys8pB2ulO0E4vOiAi4MnJEnkG-Kt6Sa4vw19vlaidLFRtEW7Kp5CTGymrMF-i0dBOoySbaneaBA3cOZcVJ57vpmeQbCmYkenDdm3Vng1olH56o/s2000/First%20place.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1CLvhfC9YaZtp6trHgUrlbj2bhTexTeQoAXTUFWYk4xQkzkvI6XpJoUWerrUZbybwveMx2K_e9U8MYys8pB2ulO0E4vOiAi4MnJEnkG-Kt6Sa4vw19vlaidLFRtEW7Kp5CTGymrMF-i0dBOoySbaneaBA3cOZcVJ57vpmeQbCmYkenDdm3Vng1olH56o/w640-h360/First%20place.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs x1xmvt09 x1lliihq x1s928wv xhkezso x1gmr53x x1cpjm7i x1fgarty x1943h6x xudqn12 x3x7a5m x6prxxf xvq8zen xo1l8bm xzsf02u" dir="auto">Sage 1st place winner 4 toys Prize - Special Pink lace and ribbon bonnet<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br />There was a 4 way tie between 2nd place winners! All will receive a fancy hand picked hat specially for them.</p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipiEBNm3wK4gOLa7V5W5tCpSJEELM4TqBUaXBLaqmNakhGG1nohsNFBj6L5TgKJNxKnEo49YBsOuI1cbGUbMigbcuXlBsHejAxGODKFGwtYfxI98mswxb9rJJI1f_w_1VpHrxIcCBrDSutOJ6Zy84iCUw_CMDwrRKoCTKDxLERKrtAFjukiBbUSDeEsYo/s1280/2ndplace.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="997" data-original-width="1280" height="499" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipiEBNm3wK4gOLa7V5W5tCpSJEELM4TqBUaXBLaqmNakhGG1nohsNFBj6L5TgKJNxKnEo49YBsOuI1cbGUbMigbcuXlBsHejAxGODKFGwtYfxI98mswxb9rJJI1f_w_1VpHrxIcCBrDSutOJ6Zy84iCUw_CMDwrRKoCTKDxLERKrtAFjukiBbUSDeEsYo/w640-h499/2ndplace.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2nd place winners tied with 3 toys balanced Oskar, Bentley, Bailey and Kaia</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdpOtb0dOHxpfAz0OKSLsK4jx3-7NGz1NvBa-Hrab29ebPo1B6dRPMU_WeALFlwAA_3sJLZ3_OveBzzs4mlgTutSNjuPScYweJtAOygLtcNLkLw30uvmCJtzgIUzETrmmD-T2OLV-tKBEepv40ymPjDx_ujTCiSLQR5Dwj1r8ZDAzkECtRplzadOT2dfE/s2007/2nd%20place%20hats.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2007" data-original-width="1408" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdpOtb0dOHxpfAz0OKSLsK4jx3-7NGz1NvBa-Hrab29ebPo1B6dRPMU_WeALFlwAA_3sJLZ3_OveBzzs4mlgTutSNjuPScYweJtAOygLtcNLkLw30uvmCJtzgIUzETrmmD-T2OLV-tKBEepv40ymPjDx_ujTCiSLQR5Dwj1r8ZDAzkECtRplzadOT2dfE/w448-h640/2nd%20place%20hats.jpg" width="448" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kaia, Oskar and Bentley are all living in wildfire evacuation situations<br />and will receive their prizes at a safer time. Stay safe please!</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p></p><p>I took some time in making a decision for what the prizes should be. When I found these cute hats I thought they were the perfect prize for on the head challengers. I ordered one Large size in the beginning and discovered it still seemed quite small. So I ordered all the rest in extra large. Any one that's ever ordered clothing items may understand that sizing for online purchases can be a bit disappointing. As a result of that, I decided to trade a hat for Bailey's chosen special hat. He has received one of the 3rd place winner hats instead. Such a lucky boy! <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit-P2xZLAV8ORPEEtEYX3EuUsber1hX5Su4mIuffIX-D-TamrseJBI2aCkJjAaUb_Dqxu8-zJbx0FLRu1GBtZ7mmu7jlk-whVcoU1FFEkLf3vxFqMEVhSYK21rolL5wKi2BCs9h4uek5Cn3EW96VNU7-sMfZNUAKSY3ch3mTaSvbc0PC1avDVjWSU3RpU/s1739/Bailey%202nd.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1739" data-original-width="1401" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit-P2xZLAV8ORPEEtEYX3EuUsber1hX5Su4mIuffIX-D-TamrseJBI2aCkJjAaUb_Dqxu8-zJbx0FLRu1GBtZ7mmu7jlk-whVcoU1FFEkLf3vxFqMEVhSYK21rolL5wKi2BCs9h4uek5Cn3EW96VNU7-sMfZNUAKSY3ch3mTaSvbc0PC1avDVjWSU3RpU/w516-h640/Bailey%202nd.jpg" width="516" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey shows off his special prize hat. <br />Me thinks it s tad too small :(<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyU9c00mPrZWSC7wL459-p1dq1cA2H_zzENJffqH56Em0Xk4Z84D6C3nEv1wc_TrdJvIylJ7c9Qlmq7MmPPqQLjL98OVDMWGGdmBGuesRFf1XYx-RwGaepDh5dqzyQTxYEvJ9g3yeTHfnD8_Dj60CEHEVAdDjoeeCw9FlioXmjjZ-_XpclvrpYalFuQ8/s1832/Bailey%203rd.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1832" data-original-width="1408" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyU9c00mPrZWSC7wL459-p1dq1cA2H_zzENJffqH56Em0Xk4Z84D6C3nEv1wc_TrdJvIylJ7c9Qlmq7MmPPqQLjL98OVDMWGGdmBGuesRFf1XYx-RwGaepDh5dqzyQTxYEvJ9g3yeTHfnD8_Dj60CEHEVAdDjoeeCw9FlioXmjjZ-_XpclvrpYalFuQ8/w492-h640/Bailey%203rd.jpg" width="492" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2nd place tie winner Bailey, sporting his substitute hat. A much nicer fit I think.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8_-sK90u-Zu0X1wU7BHjt_ePuHHf3rxmqFH7qk7Zzew8omXe99EvuzAkz1P4sQyIwlsGOEUXjJa7O3zT8jxWFAOnVc4J5wVSJXovfYTGAZ2eS9_9yBe0On4Y4htWmXQpQcDHZhsqNQ0hUj5F1zllVqzFFWP9EW6D7cM_elW4-9d4L1_GNs9FDnLesRJ8/s669/3rd%20place.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="571" data-original-width="669" height="546" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8_-sK90u-Zu0X1wU7BHjt_ePuHHf3rxmqFH7qk7Zzew8omXe99EvuzAkz1P4sQyIwlsGOEUXjJa7O3zT8jxWFAOnVc4J5wVSJXovfYTGAZ2eS9_9yBe0On4Y4htWmXQpQcDHZhsqNQ0hUj5F1zllVqzFFWP9EW6D7cM_elW4-9d4L1_GNs9FDnLesRJ8/w640-h546/3rd%20place.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">3rd place tied between 4 winners - Kona, Sadie, Ruby and River<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Ruby, River and Sadie have all received their prize hats and even modelled them for us! <br />Thank you girls you are so talented! <br />Sir Kona is also among those who are living through the scary wildfire evacuation! We trust you and your family will also stay safe boy. I'll hold your cookie and hat prize along with our sisters and the others. Stay safe and be a good boy!<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOibNOi8jLlRzNfsboJunkww_9FMAdxOP0V67QTtqLbSGnlLx0Qk1LzW7elK145kkl60slg8OskSrlQ94Z0m6XQK7saZC0WakTN-WU6ZQRiCvxzF59dtSX7OycsVso-tx89G1IycUrpyZ9Z4wrYFZxJO7I8JywEqIMALlgdo5wQn7OW2vn3LlZ37eRHnA/s1862/3rd%20place%20hats.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1862" data-original-width="1682" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOibNOi8jLlRzNfsboJunkww_9FMAdxOP0V67QTtqLbSGnlLx0Qk1LzW7elK145kkl60slg8OskSrlQ94Z0m6XQK7saZC0WakTN-WU6ZQRiCvxzF59dtSX7OycsVso-tx89G1IycUrpyZ9Z4wrYFZxJO7I8JywEqIMALlgdo5wQn7OW2vn3LlZ37eRHnA/w578-h640/3rd%20place%20hats.jpg" width="578" /></a></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0l_74j68w4TueLmeTM6A-tU8AuCeW383knbqSxytaIcndbt-v_oj9ZJLF_s4d6TljBOPgzLmxM0x-uvnsZmYTVkY44JExWch-RnwkwAOAPyM8NXdOyIq6olldrdp0c94eWuboPPnkp_wXkQ6YZK1meIlmlcOdqWCOUrkaqMyQT_y_oRXFTU5XCyNqJgQ/s1245/3rdprize.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="997" data-original-width="1245" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0l_74j68w4TueLmeTM6A-tU8AuCeW383knbqSxytaIcndbt-v_oj9ZJLF_s4d6TljBOPgzLmxM0x-uvnsZmYTVkY44JExWch-RnwkwAOAPyM8NXdOyIq6olldrdp0c94eWuboPPnkp_wXkQ6YZK1meIlmlcOdqWCOUrkaqMyQT_y_oRXFTU5XCyNqJgQ/w640-h512/3rdprize.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">3rd place Matron Sadie, Countess River & Miss Ruby.<br />Prize an "I WON" logo hat plus cookies<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>We also had 7 participant prize winners. Coco, Henry, Loki, Ellie, Nugget, Peaches and Miss Khione! <br />Congratulations all! <br />You have helped to pass the days through a very troubling time and I applaud your patience. <br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUwbMSugkCdTs5IVXtt5Uwfz9u3tJxJRZGYc7kpDft2_V74GLlDXscJgy2idtUghrN4INJW9o0AUlYMGBpPQuII-VuMEAihghxtv-iF6s7DWwt-9jFofvzvFbz7QWTq5bR5jPO_ARXJ_D8boMswLAsM98cIVu12C20WF9TmrvjDFrdsewFJN9hnF-S0PE/s397/Participants.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="236" data-original-width="397" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUwbMSugkCdTs5IVXtt5Uwfz9u3tJxJRZGYc7kpDft2_V74GLlDXscJgy2idtUghrN4INJW9o0AUlYMGBpPQuII-VuMEAihghxtv-iF6s7DWwt-9jFofvzvFbz7QWTq5bR5jPO_ARXJ_D8boMswLAsM98cIVu12C20WF9TmrvjDFrdsewFJN9hnF-S0PE/w640-h380/Participants.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>If you haven't received your cookie prize yet, I promise to keep them safe until we can met again. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBUayNmBj-i5rEavNwgPw2rgCrj2RexffTufd3rx-kyQVaZbFcTTw0yWLVipnPKLC3w61lnEfgkuGKoXU7uS3ON4hwrYsVSQThX2iXBI9omDaWPxKG3PH_kUuG6QNfIol5_vw1INgQ1fbpUXCaqfgr_7BtMw7Ck04DRJ7Xi5yUVf4jIe2UcBzgIbrkc-s/s1758/Participant%20cookie%20bags.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1758" data-original-width="1126" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBUayNmBj-i5rEavNwgPw2rgCrj2RexffTufd3rx-kyQVaZbFcTTw0yWLVipnPKLC3w61lnEfgkuGKoXU7uS3ON4hwrYsVSQThX2iXBI9omDaWPxKG3PH_kUuG6QNfIol5_vw1INgQ1fbpUXCaqfgr_7BtMw7Ck04DRJ7Xi5yUVf4jIe2UcBzgIbrkc-s/w410-h640/Participant%20cookie%20bags.jpg" width="410" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1NjP_vgtpvi0-2utlmiKLTxmtroQoKddc4axWGe_DBq_aKpYwNjRgxEo-kD6rW6xLaR7WhRPHBqTvlzcf_rxTzU3upo9ICehUEQd8TOlQMJeMRPWQxnntyIzMN38gQ1GvhSDvJKJucBOM9LoaF8zoK_5KViW3cl0TPpZUocVZLPPEUWRmbKrfrhKqtD8/s2000/Cookies%201st%20batch.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1NjP_vgtpvi0-2utlmiKLTxmtroQoKddc4axWGe_DBq_aKpYwNjRgxEo-kD6rW6xLaR7WhRPHBqTvlzcf_rxTzU3upo9ICehUEQd8TOlQMJeMRPWQxnntyIzMN38gQ1GvhSDvJKJucBOM9LoaF8zoK_5KViW3cl0TPpZUocVZLPPEUWRmbKrfrhKqtD8/w640-h360/Cookies%201st%20batch.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
Everyone has or will receive a bag
of Royal K9 Korner logo cookies. <br />
<span face=""Calibri",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Ingredients used list -<br /> <span style="color: #7030a0;">Ginger,
Molasses, Coconut Oil, Rice flour, Pumpkin puree, Chopped Pears, egg, Olive oil,
Oatmeal.<b> <br />
</b></span>Hand
made with all the love and smiles you all deserve! Specially cut with a fabulous
designer logo cookie cutter made by a Canadian Company. Family owned and operated 3D printer and Clothing Shop
out of Petrolia, Ontario<br />Please visit Brian in their shop WhiteFam3DCreations
</span><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/WhiteFam3DCreations/" target="_blank">www.etsy.com/shop/WhiteFam3DCreations/</a>
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Well done Brian. Thank you! <br />If anyone has not heard of this company, you really
should go check out their shop!<br />
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<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrdCh16wpZfKyBh8JK_e_80nWd417ZwNp9DPh-BObZkokblEFSKcGf76dusxhVE-6M-3n1dgj98UJXMYWjoW7zmsHwhZuPEltiOSGjSgwcS2HjxhccN5jFL9N5EpM3QF0LChamCEO7yJVhTg1bE-QGfDkQbsuwFRH4huIDjpxu-cbU2GwPhIsZv4YrPN0/s420/cutters%202.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="312" data-original-width="420" height="476" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrdCh16wpZfKyBh8JK_e_80nWd417ZwNp9DPh-BObZkokblEFSKcGf76dusxhVE-6M-3n1dgj98UJXMYWjoW7zmsHwhZuPEltiOSGjSgwcS2HjxhccN5jFL9N5EpM3QF0LChamCEO7yJVhTg1bE-QGfDkQbsuwFRH4huIDjpxu-cbU2GwPhIsZv4YrPN0/w640-h476/cutters%202.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I ABSOLUTELY LOVE MINE!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-21772002046059804822023-08-09T09:05:00.001-07:002023-08-09T09:07:23.342-07:00Nugget Visited for The Weekend!Oh man she is so small! 10 lbs of the cutest little tuffy I’ve ever snuggled with. <br />Bailey came for a day visit and was so happy to meet her. Nugget's little tail wiggled as soon as she'd given him the once over. <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-8wF8ohbPTZIapc3uQO5oScQzhWz3YeuDIOsFNJeHAfEBREfFSiXKdDSRN22v7yaRO2rc6FYYk0rwt483T7elL1g_v65Iptn-EzA1Mx8wNkaNDMu93wvYdYROFzLXz9KdWFICobLJgIbtDRuDoSSEipA1DQ6aOZU8cSbYEnkwgFpmowAG91FDHHcV8ds/s497/bailey.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="497" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-8wF8ohbPTZIapc3uQO5oScQzhWz3YeuDIOsFNJeHAfEBREfFSiXKdDSRN22v7yaRO2rc6FYYk0rwt483T7elL1g_v65Iptn-EzA1Mx8wNkaNDMu93wvYdYROFzLXz9KdWFICobLJgIbtDRuDoSSEipA1DQ6aOZU8cSbYEnkwgFpmowAG91FDHHcV8ds/w640-h360/bailey.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bailey and Nugget meeting for the very first time.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Bailey’s social skills around little dogs is impeccable. He knew to steer clear of her during his zooms and to lay flat when he first met her. Oh, my goodness what a good boy!
<br />Nugget was initially a bit reluctant but overcame her shyness with in a very short time. She has met many other dogs but tends to steer clear of the over excited boisterous ones. Now she has a big new buddy. Together they played by the pool in the heat of the day. I kept her on a long safety lead most of the day. Her recall is not 100% and she’s too quick to allow so much freedom in our big yard for this little one’s safety. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaKUI3d4onGc4Nj7Ev1eLKhZXpaDhwRizbcb4sr8atXluaZXSANSRfty7dL5iSdhuoQ0ULNWllpGsnpspLJvEyzfSBrmJ0NHjdGNupgXxq77CjVWATeZlXSVtOkPFgLQEu36V2nwAJTejH6UBt7DcofuEUXdjK7UYzg5wVnEMfMgmgsUIEdEEwq80mK4U/s497/bailey%20pool2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="497" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaKUI3d4onGc4Nj7Ev1eLKhZXpaDhwRizbcb4sr8atXluaZXSANSRfty7dL5iSdhuoQ0ULNWllpGsnpspLJvEyzfSBrmJ0NHjdGNupgXxq77CjVWATeZlXSVtOkPFgLQEu36V2nwAJTejH6UBt7DcofuEUXdjK7UYzg5wVnEMfMgmgsUIEdEEwq80mK4U/w640-h360/bailey%20pool2.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nugget - "Hey, pass me that toy will ya?"<br />Bailey - "No, I want it."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmfosRvQnkOvKZm-TDfwbAkzd26__nYPyJNxgnG5bOCkqr8pFEsiMLEedZYPirMUbyA78vPRxWE0_Wz60nUXFZ8TfdRV-Ym7bUPsCDtsyJRwlVcqDzVQvPRUotL3dTY5Ybukr-bEeAIdw0JJcNTgZUGDu0SGuZwKPmp3O6COFF8eHDO5AFvIO1hYIXPRg/s1911/afternoon%20quiet%20time.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1911" data-original-width="1395" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmfosRvQnkOvKZm-TDfwbAkzd26__nYPyJNxgnG5bOCkqr8pFEsiMLEedZYPirMUbyA78vPRxWE0_Wz60nUXFZ8TfdRV-Ym7bUPsCDtsyJRwlVcqDzVQvPRUotL3dTY5Ybukr-bEeAIdw0JJcNTgZUGDu0SGuZwKPmp3O6COFF8eHDO5AFvIO1hYIXPRg/w468-h640/afternoon%20quiet%20time.jpg" width="468" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nugget on a long safety lead strapped to my hip.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLFtP2MxCAX33Oc6szSYGju9dYkV28WTtnXdMQv_WoObdeTVSW_QVLR3lfwLMdU5nRtbwnd6S1leHXYjB1W9nxvcVx53YuEmKQCtqb4wFSQr5A-lrZHjrfnTd5KGvVTPQB-bcQgHAjeB8M1uzmiDdN9YOXsTkbOa0143nXb7tbucr4_fvmP5TAXA17P-w/s1744/Loki.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1159" data-original-width="1744" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLFtP2MxCAX33Oc6szSYGju9dYkV28WTtnXdMQv_WoObdeTVSW_QVLR3lfwLMdU5nRtbwnd6S1leHXYjB1W9nxvcVx53YuEmKQCtqb4wFSQr5A-lrZHjrfnTd5KGvVTPQB-bcQgHAjeB8M1uzmiDdN9YOXsTkbOa0143nXb7tbucr4_fvmP5TAXA17P-w/w640-h426/Loki.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nugget - "Just don't touch my toy okay?"<br />Loki - "What makes you think it's yours?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Miss Sage and her brother Loki arrived soon after. Nugget took one
look at them from the safety of the gated doorway. She immediately went
into her biggest, scariest, stay away from me behaviour. It set off the
barking from Sir Loki and sent Miss Sagie running for cover. Oooh
kay so, we'll keep you all separate for a while and play this one by
ear. And so, we did. <br />The day passed uneventful with no other fussing.
Maybe Nugget felt the need to express herself at first meeting to set
the grounds rules early on. It was enough to tell me not to trust
leaving the 3 unattended in the living room if I needed to go to the
kitchen. The separation gate went up when I left the room and the next few days were easy peasy.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRPC2MaF8YLrCJyHU-hweo5bDNdvzLU0XZW9FwpB0l6F4AgkkjHn3UNbHlXfsIqDM9bEf9kgWGQw6B3OlkglxCf3WFir9uGVefomp2b-UUWzfJT0M_9WeUoMwyvXQTTzNUes5_6_keGF-gI7jTFl2IganjKzXEA96UBlVi7k79RHYUnmnbrik4x-K9UsU/s396/and%20Sage.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="396" data-original-width="280" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRPC2MaF8YLrCJyHU-hweo5bDNdvzLU0XZW9FwpB0l6F4AgkkjHn3UNbHlXfsIqDM9bEf9kgWGQw6B3OlkglxCf3WFir9uGVefomp2b-UUWzfJT0M_9WeUoMwyvXQTTzNUes5_6_keGF-gI7jTFl2IganjKzXEA96UBlVi7k79RHYUnmnbrik4x-K9UsU/w452-h640/and%20Sage.jpg" width="452" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage - "Hey? Can I share your toys?"<br />Nugget - "No! Go away!"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Due to the hot temps during her visit, ball play was limited and relaxing in the shade was encouraged. That can be a draining task when trying to keep the 3 ball dogs, Loki, Bailey and Nugget, occupied and they really just want to run and chase. Fortunately for me everyone agreed this time. It was too hot and outdoors became just a bit of relaxing shade time. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8uUV4qa_3cxJwVSd9LqGmea0zml-9RDmvioOGYfonc16XZdIkyhwYgIVd1Z9a7wLkOUSCYseFqZ5i2FG-lplZXCtwcE7cuyHYIqVMWUQFFwgP9Z-xsv5B2e9VF4Jrjl_igLdfNtJXvY9pSEFwfL3wZB2dlQY8irNCcs2bYc72gPQQCQlH_l90aE8oPOg/s497/just%20being.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="497" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8uUV4qa_3cxJwVSd9LqGmea0zml-9RDmvioOGYfonc16XZdIkyhwYgIVd1Z9a7wLkOUSCYseFqZ5i2FG-lplZXCtwcE7cuyHYIqVMWUQFFwgP9Z-xsv5B2e9VF4Jrjl_igLdfNtJXvY9pSEFwfL3wZB2dlQY8irNCcs2bYc72gPQQCQlH_l90aE8oPOg/w640-h360/just%20being.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Loki - "When can we play ball?"<br />Me - "Later sweetie when the sun goes down."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Ball time was twice a day. First thing in the morning before the sun came up and later in the evening after the sun had gone to bed. The rest of the day was divided between A/C time and shady pool time.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7qlAxLHnfmkoV_v7vOd-L96RiWVCy-a6IF-2JOy85xfR4JpyEXgLAgSnS3oH3gtD_1yOLv_J_6fOCeN4IUAl9CRjhb2xN8_oMXpPKQLkJkwHp1WupgP4lLjAw-8fGDI12pHKFHuHfkWI8bmHWh5ExOEObO58OqG5K9ZVVk2Vd3jUVWjAXN_Zgmb8nvD8/s1886/morning%20quiet%20time.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1296" data-original-width="1886" height="440" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7qlAxLHnfmkoV_v7vOd-L96RiWVCy-a6IF-2JOy85xfR4JpyEXgLAgSnS3oH3gtD_1yOLv_J_6fOCeN4IUAl9CRjhb2xN8_oMXpPKQLkJkwHp1WupgP4lLjAw-8fGDI12pHKFHuHfkWI8bmHWh5ExOEObO58OqG5K9ZVVk2Vd3jUVWjAXN_Zgmb8nvD8/w640-h440/morning%20quiet%20time.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The girl rest on the daybed in the A/C after morning ball play<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>This was a first sleep over for Nugget and I have to admit I wondered how she would handle not having her mommy to snuggle in bed with. I don't allow dogs to share our bed, unless it's a very special time. Like a big scary thunder storm. There was no thunder this night so an open door crate was offered to Nugget. To my surprise she walked right in, did a few scratches and circles and settled down to sleep. Thank you Nugget. That's a very good girl!<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGiiTU7XB6-XwWqnRW-0XklTh144vkr2CZCTyQod5pjyM3uHFEtK0xnAIowCR9AxZ8390Rxsbto2FoJ8IKTBMUF9AB4oXISA6_16jLC3-wd0b2sw9JmNUjQ5GCewontSzYk4H6UVqz2esz418_hi_fxD_ecWM0sxxmt0zRKnHLmFe5iYLb9Q0sBFuLh7o/s2000/bedtime.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGiiTU7XB6-XwWqnRW-0XklTh144vkr2CZCTyQod5pjyM3uHFEtK0xnAIowCR9AxZ8390Rxsbto2FoJ8IKTBMUF9AB4oXISA6_16jLC3-wd0b2sw9JmNUjQ5GCewontSzYk4H6UVqz2esz418_hi_fxD_ecWM0sxxmt0zRKnHLmFe5iYLb9Q0sBFuLh7o/w640-h360/bedtime.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nugget - "But don't lock me in okay?"<br />Lady May - "You can trust my mom, you can leave the crate whenever you want."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Of course the bedroom doorway gate was closed and Sage & Loki were safely separated by the other gate. All was quiet all night. Such great overnight visitors! Sometime through out the night Nugget had moved from the crate and asked to join me in my bed. When I placed her back down she simply chose the quilted bed and snuggled back to sleep.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB4fqgQNcukDsb9Lmkr-4NHnewMsNXadnW6Wc6Rw2DRTdynWI_3paw3_o5DxG9ZPNiHsXG46fl1aFEp_jGI6_7CcTpAuff5pIiuzSZj7aet96GbGa-jypvcuO55LSD9ViY_C-83Q8heIbf-bJcyARFp51jtqnziOW0ZdsCayOFkeqMxcEp5X5987RGAVE/s2000/bedtime.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB4fqgQNcukDsb9Lmkr-4NHnewMsNXadnW6Wc6Rw2DRTdynWI_3paw3_o5DxG9ZPNiHsXG46fl1aFEp_jGI6_7CcTpAuff5pIiuzSZj7aet96GbGa-jypvcuO55LSD9ViY_C-83Q8heIbf-bJcyARFp51jtqnziOW0ZdsCayOFkeqMxcEp5X5987RGAVE/w640-h360/bedtime.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage and Loki always sleep close by each other. <br />When one stirs the other just takes more of the bed. <br /></td></tr></tbody></table>The following days went by quickly and Nugget became more accepting of the other dogs. I kept the separator fence up but she had several opportunities for 'togetherness' times with Sage and Loki. <br />Her chosen rest place was the big crate next to the TV. She had gone into the other one that Bailey uses but decided this one would be 'hers'. She seems so little in it. Lots of room for toys to protect and keep way from the prying eyes of Sir Loki.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ebAn2X2uJe8MCdxbclggwViSebHEHzdQWFCOBIG6raleWGLNBRSp5WCaXbkPUCYO96iTtvyUe71u_uTmrJaTJVs-dv3oWNgFID-y00i4JQe2JzdL784iY5ZzqAgE0D2ZRlmZEqKq1EoK_wLXRh8CN7YRuwyZFMbBvRyWnqMS8rkl4Apuxv4uLAAnoiU/s1939/Big%20gr8%20lilDog.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1408" data-original-width="1939" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ebAn2X2uJe8MCdxbclggwViSebHEHzdQWFCOBIG6raleWGLNBRSp5WCaXbkPUCYO96iTtvyUe71u_uTmrJaTJVs-dv3oWNgFID-y00i4JQe2JzdL784iY5ZzqAgE0D2ZRlmZEqKq1EoK_wLXRh8CN7YRuwyZFMbBvRyWnqMS8rkl4Apuxv4uLAAnoiU/w640-h464/Big%20gr8%20lilDog.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nugget - "These are my toys. Paws off."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Nugget's first over night visit and meeting with the others went very well. I'm looking forward to any future visits from her. She is definitely welcome back any time! <p></p>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-18527780824227737412023-08-01T05:01:00.001-07:002023-08-01T05:11:40.755-07:00My Needs Work With The Dogs Needs. <p>In my last Facebook post I mentioned some changes at Royal K9 Korner.
One of the changes I’m moving into is revisiting how I accept and book the dogs. <br />A high percentage of my energy these days, is used up taking care of my own aging sweet girl Lady May. I will go into more details on her present condition in another post. To sum it up I do not have a bottomless pit of energy and know I need to save my reserves for her. <br /></p><p>One of the goals at Royal K9 Korner is to provide opportunities for dogs to have fun. To allow dogs the freedom to play and safely enjoy their time with others away from home. I love seeing dogs run, laugh, tumble and zoom. Or simply just lay around and be together with others. Some days are let’s go crazy days and some are slow quiet days. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitDG37FAbA0xrI9YF52eUOMBwge8WOeJPzZPWKvry4he3zYrY7KyAlKRf0XigW1WPHSqcgEBAWQzlNtUxPPst03pZ2kKPcsjh959cPGO2x6fNZMHcMHQ9a_919YBPv1Ca9O4KNwIICYASOZ7oZVpsqpejr2qr3UZibxm2yFoRBIrSiRAzgPBJi9QoM2gQ/s2000/calm%20day.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitDG37FAbA0xrI9YF52eUOMBwge8WOeJPzZPWKvry4he3zYrY7KyAlKRf0XigW1WPHSqcgEBAWQzlNtUxPPst03pZ2kKPcsjh959cPGO2x6fNZMHcMHQ9a_919YBPv1Ca9O4KNwIICYASOZ7oZVpsqpejr2qr3UZibxm2yFoRBIrSiRAzgPBJi9QoM2gQ/w640-h360/calm%20day.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Peaches, Sadie, Lady May, Sage and Loki<br />5 dogs but the dynamics feel like only 2 are visiting<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>I have the option of setting up what type of day it will be by who I book in on those days. I love them all and they all keep me smiling.
I want that to continue.<br />Sometimes there’s a need to keep visitors separated. When I do, it’s due to a safety issue. It could be a minor safety issue like keeping someone separate during rough and tumble play. Perhaps someone doesn’t like to see that type of play and will act out if it happens around them. If that scenario is stressful to them, I will help them remove it by separating them. <br />It takes energy to watch for this, but I believe it’s an important use of my energy. </p><p>Generally, when it’s a more serious health related issue, it’s been requested by a vet along with the moms/dads. Somebody may have an injury or healing from one. Aggravation by association with buddies is very real. A romp on the grounds could send them back to the Dr’s. with a more serious injury. What ever the reason, they must be kept separate, even though I feel sad doing it, do it I must. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4V4EkK43F1auWeFNDYxuCOp04cJoLs21IWrQYX3qY02wy3GpL_kqq6mzgGSMobvEatJVTwcjHggqzvliY5eHAz6fdqkmAy1uciH_kXu4Oje8xjHFZSP-gY73ww9-QxxBIPe_i0zB2dJM4ySMgl65hM_VFU2YeA1s9nJ3q_rCDkNQj3Y9l6MrG39bQWdU/s1662/safety%20fence.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="870" data-original-width="1662" height="336" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4V4EkK43F1auWeFNDYxuCOp04cJoLs21IWrQYX3qY02wy3GpL_kqq6mzgGSMobvEatJVTwcjHggqzvliY5eHAz6fdqkmAy1uciH_kXu4Oje8xjHFZSP-gY73ww9-QxxBIPe_i0zB2dJM4ySMgl65hM_VFU2YeA1s9nJ3q_rCDkNQj3Y9l6MrG39bQWdU/w640-h336/safety%20fence.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Matron Sadie shows the temporary fence set up for those who are not allowed to jump<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>At times a separation is needed because someone just doesn’t feel comfortable being close to another. Fortunately, my yard is set up to accommodate all those visits. It’s possible to allow them to safely visit through a fence. I like to think they’ll grow more accustomed to the other if they can still see, smell and touch noses. That’s not always possible and sadly it may become more appropriate to keep buddies two sections away. Those are the days that tell me to make a choice not to have those particular visitors here on the same day in future and certainly not over night. It just doesn’t seem fair to me or them. It’s time to say, let’s “just drop this” I’ve spent enough energy and so have they. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfoYB-dWkraCbtFpaD9ijOU_KnMqGqDs3T8NcP3DP18NccJRKMQlixgunSzfFCtmqsA_8HldHBCpNO2FKKR4E0eQ2b1eJCSvoQN5GL_pCxoT-bvFuxx4ssXlXAy4wBIQrOLBORyHXVa_v0DA0y8mUu2U80jMTqbSGn9Wzd6J33JxU32p2vw5g1zU8Qbm8/s2000/&%20Sage%20n%20Loki.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1126" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfoYB-dWkraCbtFpaD9ijOU_KnMqGqDs3T8NcP3DP18NccJRKMQlixgunSzfFCtmqsA_8HldHBCpNO2FKKR4E0eQ2b1eJCSvoQN5GL_pCxoT-bvFuxx4ssXlXAy4wBIQrOLBORyHXVa_v0DA0y8mUu2U80jMTqbSGn9Wzd6J33JxU32p2vw5g1zU8Qbm8/w360-h640/&%20Sage%20n%20Loki.jpg" width="360" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Miss Sage and Ruby,<br />quite happy to have a fence between them<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>If dogs are excessively playful to the point of being over the top ‘into’ each other. I call a ‘timeout’ for them. When I have two dogs who can not be called into time out, I will separate them. There is a possibility of one overpowering the other and it quickly becomes a power match. That is no longer safe play, and it will be stopped. It requires too much of my energy to continue to monitor two particular dogs. I take that into consideration when/if they are requesting future playdays together. I base the booking dependant on my energy reserves those days. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWsLgeDwZD02X5MNPZLepGywi7OuDqJSMpysaf9LDoXyq53CiA53WsVIBsMtHw1d4R_wWtf6-5GaFWMKtraqpSA-6tgXW3C-CMX-a6aqXp9bpFmcKf6Ndyz1VWHsN5GzAH929pAN_WyEd1YxUaPFUKNzD8PTeaLhdntPf6GrUPIjWhJnx4vwP723O7W9Y/s2000/lets%20go.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWsLgeDwZD02X5MNPZLepGywi7OuDqJSMpysaf9LDoXyq53CiA53WsVIBsMtHw1d4R_wWtf6-5GaFWMKtraqpSA-6tgXW3C-CMX-a6aqXp9bpFmcKf6Ndyz1VWHsN5GzAH929pAN_WyEd1YxUaPFUKNzD8PTeaLhdntPf6GrUPIjWhJnx4vwP723O7W9Y/w640-h480/lets%20go.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sir Henry and Squire Bailey play rough and tumble but still able to hear my words 'Cookie Break"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Some of my regulars may have noticed I’ve been full more often than not. It’s likely I only have one or two dogs those days and I’m considering that full due to how much energy it will require of me. <br />I believe using my energy wisely will allow me to continue to maintain the safe, fun and healthy daycare and lifestyle for our visitors needs. <br />If I'm full on the day you request, please try again another day! <br />I love your dog and truly want to have them visit.<br />Thank you so much for all your understanding.
I wish I had a bottomless pit of energy. However, I need to save my reserves for myself, my family and my sweet little girl Lady May.
<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1P0vuj1-TcoD4l-Ar3Ji9T9z8LLddgmnkdEIqdQCPW0F3nYZhDUcvEnFQ4SqQ3_U5_7FRj-QCQaz0RpSBVbU3J7HZN-PCtlgPcWU2UDGYw36CwuRgtvZtTaGI7XwWrJwu7ep2lRPzvtVO8vFEXMK_krhks9LZ8z71FToYVInc7ut9Ye16kmGwhaoFLkc/s1566/summer%20rest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1566" data-original-width="1138" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1P0vuj1-TcoD4l-Ar3Ji9T9z8LLddgmnkdEIqdQCPW0F3nYZhDUcvEnFQ4SqQ3_U5_7FRj-QCQaz0RpSBVbU3J7HZN-PCtlgPcWU2UDGYw36CwuRgtvZtTaGI7XwWrJwu7ep2lRPzvtVO8vFEXMK_krhks9LZ8z71FToYVInc7ut9Ye16kmGwhaoFLkc/w466-h640/summer%20rest.jpg" width="466" /></a></div><br />Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-51299032629366628052023-07-06T17:22:00.000-07:002023-07-06T17:22:35.560-07:00Nugget's First Four Hour VisitWhat a fun day to reopen daycare after a week off.
Little 8 year old Nugget came for her 4 hour previsit. <br />She came through the gate with excitement and headed straight to find her favourite toy.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW5nDNUphv_ptcTU9JuIIJq75yzMwX_kex3reuO-kEAb3pHhogGur_QxoX-VJO2Vb638aQ4KkTjmvFWOMiAX79EOR0Lmfx12bygAlr-hGOKwqZcWwsZTCmVP7ah5rTNwHFRbShVe6bwJHHcWps2jQQwhl0C7Y9JSoeWCotqD20rPU5Md0H51G7JkU3yEY/s413/Pool%2010.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="413" data-original-width="280" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW5nDNUphv_ptcTU9JuIIJq75yzMwX_kex3reuO-kEAb3pHhogGur_QxoX-VJO2Vb638aQ4KkTjmvFWOMiAX79EOR0Lmfx12bygAlr-hGOKwqZcWwsZTCmVP7ah5rTNwHFRbShVe6bwJHHcWps2jQQwhl0C7Y9JSoeWCotqD20rPU5Md0H51G7JkU3yEY/w434-h640/Pool%2010.jpg" width="434" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Hey Lady? Wanna play catch?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p> She’s a darling little girl and was not concerned about being left in
my care at all.
We played together awhile before the sun was too hot. She
changed toys a few times but always sought one that squeaked. Well, of
course she did. Wouldn’t you? <br />She kept me laughing watching her playing IN the toys. As normal, it seems, for little dogs, she always choose the biggest toys and really kinda ignored the smaller ones this time. <br /></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHgzYZElxgCpcG17RPbuuigJ_WWv4YfwTmpxhLCPBIOkbW_5U80AZ-WbOLQVQj2OoVPQdh3e_Tfuky2xe93tqyDb_BydRiOTSl-fNz90zJSyNI_i2czjh-w2T5yzyz-DyoJ14bhe8cdTHOBfSJ0xf8c3tJSPYI6T6C1GyjvMhFAFUlBnk_mJIgpIxFElU/s497/Pool%209.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="497" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHgzYZElxgCpcG17RPbuuigJ_WWv4YfwTmpxhLCPBIOkbW_5U80AZ-WbOLQVQj2OoVPQdh3e_Tfuky2xe93tqyDb_BydRiOTSl-fNz90zJSyNI_i2czjh-w2T5yzyz-DyoJ14bhe8cdTHOBfSJ0xf8c3tJSPYI6T6C1GyjvMhFAFUlBnk_mJIgpIxFElU/w640-h360/Pool%209.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm ready to play now. Let's go in the yard!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>We spent time getting familiar with the house, gates,my voice and movements as well as the stairs. We went back and forth, indoors, and out and chose a different entrance
each time. Nugget likes to zoom up the stairs and she taught me to step
aside during those times. She’s a very little girl and climbing up the
‘tall’ steps requires a bit of speed. That’s just fine little girl. I
get it and this is one of the reasons a trial visit before any others
are present works best. I’ll be sure she heads out at the same time
Lady May does when others visit. Safety first.
<br /><br />Nugget seemed very comfortable during her visit and most of our time was devoted to toys. She was attentive to my voice and her recall was so good I dropped her long lead and the harness came off her very soon. <br />We played mostly in and around the pool. The heat didn’t
seem to bother Nugget this day. I'm quite sure staying by the pool helped and was great fun for her.
I made sure the depth of the water was safe for her and wondered whether
the height of the sides would be a problem.
She took her time and very soon she figured out exactly how to get the
toys out. A bit of scrambling at first but once she’d removed a few
times she was up and over the edge like a pro.
Good girl Nugget. </p><p></p><p></p><center><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/sIL9YPkwZdk" width="480"></iframe></center><br />Mom had told me Nugget is not fond of other dogs so we'll be going very slow with any introductions to buddies. She is booked for a 4 day visit soon and so far I have those days free of others. Perhaps a couple hour drop in, depending how things go. I'll play it by ear. <br />My goal is to keep Nugget happy and most of all, feeling safe and secure.<br />At the moment she seems to trust us and I plan on holding on to that.<br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm7dUTQeRhLbq_THgGUnz4Lu5G7o7xahlcKciDYAvJcjaZ2B9XZn6d1g8MdAHN1rb8jwPvZvWvFctKTVajRkPo9m6rPQrimlbfmDYdm8kmvPSX7QDk5EnMxsv9O32sAcHbf5lzntQzEhgsjWNHOtTtxhvBb1aiMr8e5RcpnKcZeEvKSohO8XfAR1cP1Ho/s497/Pool%205.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="497" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm7dUTQeRhLbq_THgGUnz4Lu5G7o7xahlcKciDYAvJcjaZ2B9XZn6d1g8MdAHN1rb8jwPvZvWvFctKTVajRkPo9m6rPQrimlbfmDYdm8kmvPSX7QDk5EnMxsv9O32sAcHbf5lzntQzEhgsjWNHOtTtxhvBb1aiMr8e5RcpnKcZeEvKSohO8XfAR1cP1Ho/w640-h360/Pool%205.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hey where's all the toys Lady May?<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCLlk-_okkjNEXm7s9XYU7lgjUmKQ5VDv4fY_YyfAF6ROwKc4Kxwy2qtClCdNcx_kpEaXqUMNe4p2mZqmxAABiM6EN1N_krc8edj8CT0TPii2WoOZBAWqxVa1vH2zNyU71JmU7rhrVRiZ8Tg--9eW2nXdVw01AXOjSFfStBZ24X9s6ERgf_Le-xD81JHk/s452/Pool%2011.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="452" height="396" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCLlk-_okkjNEXm7s9XYU7lgjUmKQ5VDv4fY_YyfAF6ROwKc4Kxwy2qtClCdNcx_kpEaXqUMNe4p2mZqmxAABiM6EN1N_krc8edj8CT0TPii2WoOZBAWqxVa1vH2zNyU71JmU7rhrVRiZ8Tg--9eW2nXdVw01AXOjSFfStBZ24X9s6ERgf_Le-xD81JHk/w640-h396/Pool%2011.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh Yes! This is way more fun!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Even indoors, Nugget was not interested in a nap and continued to ask for play. That's okay by me. I can easily do a 4 hour playday with this little darling.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkLJK7Lz4Ove3TfGjK8FaTg3FmrG4ugoUQCmT35vkPmwf62Fa_I_l_dmJ-tPkCMDpmCi11lToE7qC81KdbTyGNvz_ns_eFjcXQsERtQf26fWeNDCwnu9RxcIG7XfzF1YDDWIdSoi2YbUuKGe4MZbvD2HdmmtL0E2GjcoHV48_KLWe3hGpSwpnNUdHLRSA/s497/Pool%208.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="497" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkLJK7Lz4Ove3TfGjK8FaTg3FmrG4ugoUQCmT35vkPmwf62Fa_I_l_dmJ-tPkCMDpmCi11lToE7qC81KdbTyGNvz_ns_eFjcXQsERtQf26fWeNDCwnu9RxcIG7XfzF1YDDWIdSoi2YbUuKGe4MZbvD2HdmmtL0E2GjcoHV48_KLWe3hGpSwpnNUdHLRSA/w640-h360/Pool%208.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm waiting for you to throw this one. Are you ready?<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>The time flew by and it was soon home time. When she saw her mom come through the gate she immediately ran off to find the toy she likes best and brought it to show her mom.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5j2uwnODIjpDM5IVeEzq53SR_QXQmq7kVIb-JxqAWpNabgyBimbCJE1peTp0kd7jtuVScbRUZLIN3r41RtDd1ARpwv6Bwtto9weLIGNfxu2JW1pPQ6VvMVS7o2GV78lWOlQ_W2xDSLGc5aynf1ZFd3Rhi5emB5eWZrkGkCbY2FAkfchAsFnJ93K4sxXA/s467/Pool%207.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="467" height="384" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5j2uwnODIjpDM5IVeEzq53SR_QXQmq7kVIb-JxqAWpNabgyBimbCJE1peTp0kd7jtuVScbRUZLIN3r41RtDd1ARpwv6Bwtto9weLIGNfxu2JW1pPQ6VvMVS7o2GV78lWOlQ_W2xDSLGc5aynf1ZFd3Rhi5emB5eWZrkGkCbY2FAkfchAsFnJ93K4sxXA/w640-h384/Pool%207.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgad9bejYpMYsP8v77PbQ35xvLHiWiKYADCt3ocvrKyH2GxKL6otaZboOHUi1jQYg04yR-Xn7WactBgS1RnUZc5PlIOM_W4XhpY24HdVGR9V_0rR1w3Lp4ufb91to0JEFff6bU_ruUPhWciB4W882rAiTBRp-ksHi0QH9MreEVAp5wLSFF8jE9ebnILzGk/s457/Pool%203.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="457" height="390" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgad9bejYpMYsP8v77PbQ35xvLHiWiKYADCt3ocvrKyH2GxKL6otaZboOHUi1jQYg04yR-Xn7WactBgS1RnUZc5PlIOM_W4XhpY24HdVGR9V_0rR1w3Lp4ufb91to0JEFff6bU_ruUPhWciB4W882rAiTBRp-ksHi0QH9MreEVAp5wLSFF8jE9ebnILzGk/w640-h390/Pool%203.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>What a little darling. I'm happy to welcome you to Royal K9 Korner little Nugget.<br />I'm certain you'll enjoy your upcoming visits as much as I will.</p>
Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002010976371129467.post-25136521868212408992023-06-14T09:19:00.000-07:002023-06-14T09:19:25.743-07:00An Update and a Happy Almost Birthday - Peaches & Bailey<p>Remember this post - <a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/2022/10/yes-we-had-puppies-no-we-dont-do-puppies.html">Yes, We Had Puppies</a>. . . from last Fall when I was making a difficult decision to revisit my intake policy on puppies? <br />Those two little darling puppies are now about to turn 1 year old. They
came together for a visit this week and what a day they had! Peaches
will be turning one year old in a day or so while Bailey is still a month
away from his birthday in July.<br />Did they remember their past meeting? Oh, who knows? Did they get on alright? Oh man did they ever! <br /><br />We also had little Suzy Q and Countess River visiting that day. What a bunch of fun they had. Peaches started off a little shy but was being very polite meeting the senior girls. </p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQINlr4y3U8QWI_YHE0OqqICQUBxO704AJ_eeL1K3QuuGrjW_gtDKKQrOzgG99-1S6pchwhFQMtCjO92hbgqpk0_bQifDnNtdlzhvNa_FdLbBTkX6DroZyqwjbauKOQhXY6m7Ffzt6bRgr43aF508Zti_St02utT-zBHgLQ5DDWLKggFHevIYiquaU/s2000/meeting%20Riv%20n%20Suz.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="924" data-original-width="2000" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQINlr4y3U8QWI_YHE0OqqICQUBxO704AJ_eeL1K3QuuGrjW_gtDKKQrOzgG99-1S6pchwhFQMtCjO92hbgqpk0_bQifDnNtdlzhvNa_FdLbBTkX6DroZyqwjbauKOQhXY6m7Ffzt6bRgr43aF508Zti_St02utT-zBHgLQ5DDWLKggFHevIYiquaU/w640-h296/meeting%20Riv%20n%20Suz.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Peaches - "Hi, do I know you?"<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>After an uneventful individual meeting of Lady May and the other girls, we headed out doors to wait for young Squire Bailey to arrive.<br /><p>
</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqrDNRSAO62AOkOpyPLtSsmShnEGPC-Dbzh5QnbpYCsR797c743difS1TmULBUQM44r0bSO9VnWkhrcWp74DAFwvUu6O9lx2MiIgLxXnQoOalRaxUGZZynsf4yApXxEOnHxWKhBLNsizk5kShUM47IblpzWKFrWJyGIsD6g52JdPbbIRSFg7ANEn6u/s1512/Riv%20n%20SuzyQ.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="953" data-original-width="1512" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqrDNRSAO62AOkOpyPLtSsmShnEGPC-Dbzh5QnbpYCsR797c743difS1TmULBUQM44r0bSO9VnWkhrcWp74DAFwvUu6O9lx2MiIgLxXnQoOalRaxUGZZynsf4yApXxEOnHxWKhBLNsizk5kShUM47IblpzWKFrWJyGIsD6g52JdPbbIRSFg7ANEn6u/w640-h404/Riv%20n%20SuzyQ.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River- "Okay I think we'll accept you little girl. You pass our inspection."<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Peaches remained subdued and allowed the girls to completely check her out. When they were done an invitation to play was given and happily accepted. So polite. <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXrHKKNsZKOKcOHyWQlfhHFbxQ8AQBud1pvcXAFSRddtIt04zDUbTkdBNqUNsKWTdg-8GWr3jAM7AICP9EALThFAenv-A95EaIYFAcLWnmvAdGRNfXfQIO6MsLtikFDywXQ6cpCz9sZH4gwcQtlbODuhJ_gQ82enNQjyklSwFUouudRXawXZWGQAJk/s1883/invitaton.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1117" data-original-width="1883" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXrHKKNsZKOKcOHyWQlfhHFbxQ8AQBud1pvcXAFSRddtIt04zDUbTkdBNqUNsKWTdg-8GWr3jAM7AICP9EALThFAenv-A95EaIYFAcLWnmvAdGRNfXfQIO6MsLtikFDywXQ6cpCz9sZH4gwcQtlbODuhJ_gQ82enNQjyklSwFUouudRXawXZWGQAJk/w640-h380/invitaton.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River- "Are you Ready?"<br />Peaches- "You bet!"</td></tr></tbody></table><p>
Before Bailey arrived Peaches already had plenty of time to feel confident in playing with Countess River. Suzy Q can be a bit bossy at times but Peaches knew how to avoid her and handled herself just fine.
</p><center><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/9Ho7TL8nAY0" width="480"></iframe></center><p> When Bailey arrived he was his perfect young gentleman self and gave Peaches time to feel comfortable with him before he set upon an invitation to 'go wild'. He showed Peaches he was most interested in the sprinkler and Peaches seemed even more comfortable. <br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1SsBpD8lQv6gv-Zuei5OdS-2M-_DfEpdJ8I3f-YF5uQlRMptLJaoSW7eN0ZTHKgY7sLyhMp2DZbvf2SKvm076L0G4W72T3WeN84CGPC9Fbe2XYxX5K2UBuiXL5TDPDFTxHPSy2h6UHBbPTA4gtf1w49Zn9jjIxTTrQwAwl62kYNter9SZ8nIV-4m6/s1805/Bailey.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1805" data-original-width="1155" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1SsBpD8lQv6gv-Zuei5OdS-2M-_DfEpdJ8I3f-YF5uQlRMptLJaoSW7eN0ZTHKgY7sLyhMp2DZbvf2SKvm076L0G4W72T3WeN84CGPC9Fbe2XYxX5K2UBuiXL5TDPDFTxHPSy2h6UHBbPTA4gtf1w49Zn9jjIxTTrQwAwl62kYNter9SZ8nIV-4m6/w410-h640/Bailey.jpg" width="410" /></a></div><p></p><p>Not long after, the invitation to play was given and the three new
friends were zooming around the yards having the time of their lives. Zooming and dashing around is the kind of play Peaches wanted this day and both Bailey and River were happy to oblige. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2e7P-__1AIYxQUi58tixjpF8dIBXntpCoYNpUJ2OWJTDp7uDyUUiNKKhVxhWSm5PFLfrfcqTkmR7s45ISwS6bFWnDvvkB4OOgmRYUyswOoTEVsYeFHGQVqsnFGSE8O4UkoaWN8BY_Ig4o3pR3ST_p-dG86X7w6WJrf7fJeBKwvVP6uKnh9fSbRr-1/s1787/obliged.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1155" data-original-width="1787" height="414" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2e7P-__1AIYxQUi58tixjpF8dIBXntpCoYNpUJ2OWJTDp7uDyUUiNKKhVxhWSm5PFLfrfcqTkmR7s45ISwS6bFWnDvvkB4OOgmRYUyswOoTEVsYeFHGQVqsnFGSE8O4UkoaWN8BY_Ig4o3pR3ST_p-dG86X7w6WJrf7fJeBKwvVP6uKnh9fSbRr-1/w640-h414/obliged.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Time to take the lead off Peaches and let her go!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>and go she did! <br /><center><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/6nclemZRmZ0" style="background-image: url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/6nclemZRmZ0/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"></iframe></center>
Their body structure has definitely grown and they have a years worth of experiences behind them now. Their happy disposition and ability to enjoy a morning of romping and playing together was sure fun to watch. I'm really looking forward to future visits with these two. <br /><p></p><p> Here's a little reminder of one year ago - <a href="https://kingsurvives.blogspot.com/2022/10/yes-we-had-puppies-no-we-dont-do-puppies.html">Yes, We Had Puppies</a>. . .</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWN6eBG3c4-FtTIbZWwkeHKUl3GS08KRdpmTeZyJm14AnzwLOfZogDRD5KAI8fL4ly8o1mhuaR9yE9A__6VE5zYghSKQNhqmL676RrP4-gfnxOkCnmVKrymdoxDoxtcfSIazcWzhNeMmMbepSl5Rv558TPq0NKjG2YesPV410nWy2HrlwlnH66ymqY/s1641/Bailey%20+%20Peaches.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="689" data-original-width="1641" height="269" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWN6eBG3c4-FtTIbZWwkeHKUl3GS08KRdpmTeZyJm14AnzwLOfZogDRD5KAI8fL4ly8o1mhuaR9yE9A__6VE5zYghSKQNhqmL676RrP4-gfnxOkCnmVKrymdoxDoxtcfSIazcWzhNeMmMbepSl5Rv558TPq0NKjG2YesPV410nWy2HrlwlnH66ymqY/w640-h269/Bailey%20+%20Peaches.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><center><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/ooEAQEx-xbQ" width="480"></iframe></center><p> And this day June 13th 2023<br /></p><p> Happy almost birthday you two! <br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8d6W67wHGYEB-pBeL_x0bcK2svnLexd1YzTaB56mAEeRYBT84BNFYwSt7RTMGuKSGxTb756EbFElzgXY8BDGE55vjG_K-gCJytrGuIK_I1ExHkJQwfqu2rXUlRt0QNEhIRp7pDFF2O7_RhNt8N8T0CtsBpdopirqqU-w3MH-uYVftdfxny09aicfn/s1953/1%20yr%20old.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1386" data-original-width="1953" height="454" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8d6W67wHGYEB-pBeL_x0bcK2svnLexd1YzTaB56mAEeRYBT84BNFYwSt7RTMGuKSGxTb756EbFElzgXY8BDGE55vjG_K-gCJytrGuIK_I1ExHkJQwfqu2rXUlRt0QNEhIRp7pDFF2O7_RhNt8N8T0CtsBpdopirqqU-w3MH-uYVftdfxny09aicfn/w640-h454/1%20yr%20old.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We get cookies right?<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p>Did they remember their past meeting? Oh, who knows? Did they get on alright? You bet they did!<br /></p>Royal K9 Kornerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105393314721336211noreply@blogger.com0