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Monthly Archives: January 2012

Why, Don’t You Look Dapper!!

Months ago we came across this amazing company that makes handmade fabric collars. They’re bright, they’re strong, and they’re addicting! We LOVE our Sirius Republic collars. We love them so much the pups picked out their own collars and Santa brought them for Christmas.

Ever since then I’ve been following their facebook page, drooling over all the new prints and patterns. And this whole week one of our favorite blogs ever, Love and a Six-Foot Leash, has been giving teasers of a grand promotion in the works. We felt like it was Christmas all over again!!! Finally, this morning the BIG announcement was made. Sirius Republic is teaming up with the Austin, TX based rescue Love-A-Bull for a fundraiser. They specifically designed 10 patterns, that not only are 20% of the proceeds going to Love-A-Bull, but these new amazing prints are all named after Austin landmarks! So cool!! We dream of the day we can visit Austin. I actually almost moved there a few years back, that was before I met M.

While we LOVE our prints that we got, we’re very excited to be able to order a “change of clothes”

Bella here in her Chocolate Bones

Even Uncle Lance love the Sirius Republic collars!!

Old Man Lance living it up in his Ahoy Matey

 So hop on over to Love-A-Bull and Sirius Republic for all the details, and don’t forget to visit Love and a Six-Foot Leash for more fun!

Things are a brewing

It has been a very busy weekend here in the house of 3 tails.  We have a couple new projects in the works and are very excited to share them soon. 

Just a hint for one of our secret projects. 

 

What could all these fun prints be for???
 
Here’s another little hint
 
 

What could this possibly be?

Stay tuned!

Getting to Know You (Part 2)

To continue our series on letting you get to know the unique personalities of our pack, today we are going to introduce you to our Devo.  Where do we begin with this little guy??  He is special, very special, in that way that only a mother can love.  M got Devo as a tiny little puppy and by the time he was a few months old it became apparent that he wasn’t exactly what M thought he was.  He came with just a little extra skin and a lot of extra love.
“You’re talking about me?? Only say the good stuff”
 
We believe he is part Chinese Shar-Pei and Pit Bull, the vets have agreed but we aren’t for sure.  I think he could also be part Dog De Bordeaux.  I really want to do a DNA test but M says it doesn’t matter, we will love him all the same. 
 
Devo has some very unique, lets just say quirks.  He is the most stubborn dog I have ever met.  He his very small in stature and only weights about 60lbs but he is built like a tank.  The only way to get Devo to do what you want is with bribes of cookies, and even that doesn’t alway work. 
 
 
 
    

“I can’t hear you”
 
 
 
Case in point- we went on a camping trip and in the water Devo “caught” himself a “fish”.  This “fish” was his and he was going to be taking it home with him.  No matter what we could do, that “fish” was not coming out of his mouth.  So we caved and let him jump in the truck with all 3 ft of it.  He eventually dropped it and we snuck in into the bed of the truck.  He watched longingly from the window to make sure it did “swim” away. 
 

"Look Mom!!! I caught a BIG fish!!!"

 
 
This stubbornness comes with another side, demandingness.  When Devo wants love, he wants love.  And he will sit and stare at your with his huge golden brown eyes until you give in.  It’s usually not to long of a wait because he has the softest, velvet fur that is just so lovely to pet. 
 
 
“Won’t you pet me?”
 
 
 
Once you accept his pleas he will every so happily jump up for a good snuggle.  He is the best snuggler.  So warm and he snores, sometimes lightly, sometimes like a train.  Dad is his favorite though he will snuggle with me if I’m the only available option.
 
 
“I can just fit riiiiiight here”
 
 
 
Devo isn’t perfect.  He’s grumpy, old, a horrible leash walker, and just a little slow.  But we love him all the same.  He’s our work in progress, even though he’s the oldest of the bunch.  But he really can lighten anyone’s day with just one look.
 
 

"Who wouldn't love all this"

 
 
 
 
 
 

An Accidental Tail

I spent the first two nights after my surgery at my parents house.  The plan was to allow M to be able to work and keep the shop open and allow my mom to do nurse duties.  M would stop by after work every night after stopping at the house to let the dogs out and feed them.  On the second night I decided I missed my littles and wanted to come home.  After dinner we can back.  I was so excited to see my pups.  We let them out of their kennels one at a time since I couldn’t risk anyone jumping on me.

Last out was Devo.  He was so happy as usual, running around like a crazy man.  When he came over to me to say hi finally I noticed he had blood all over his back two legs.  I began to freak out.  What had happened to my little man???  M said he was fine before he had left.  So he told me to go sit down and he would investigate.  Of course the worried mother in me couldn’t just go sit down. So I start to inspect his kennel area.  The wall was covered in blood spots.  My first though, he broke a nail.  We had an issue once before while on vacation where he snapped a nail, but that is another story.  Nails checked, all ok.  So I grab a wet towel and start to wash down his legs.  No cuts, no scrapes.  Where was all this blood coming from???

We finally go to the last tip of Devo’s little body, his tail.  The tiniest little cut on the end was the cause of all this!  When he was wagging so happily he hit his legs and left the trail.  How do you take care of a cut on a tail?!?  We decided to try some gauze and sport wrap.  It worked for about 5 mins. 

Next we tried the pet skin spray, it’s like a glue spray.  Seemed to help. We taped a little piece of gauze on it and felt that was good for the night.  But in order to insure safe coverage I decided it was time to bring out the cone of shame. 

“Really, this thing again??”
 
 
Though not very happy about it, he obliged.  Took a little getting used to again.  Devo managed to crash into every wall, got stuck on the couch and almost knocked over my water from the coffee table. The plan was set.  It was good enough to last the night.  We would reassess in the morning. 
 
Morning came and with one wag of the tail, off came the bandage.  I had figured it had stopped bleeding by then so it should be fine.  One swap of his tail into the wall and I realized that wasn’t going to be the case.  I had to come up with something better.  I then remembered that I had bought some baby socks months ago when Bella was having some issues with her paws.  I had a spare left in the doggie box. I could just put the sock on his tail and tape it a little higher up.  It would both absorb any blood and protect it a little from knocking into things.  
 
The Magic Sock
 
He really didn’t seem to mind the sock on his tail.  In fact he didn’t even notice it.  We were able to take the cone of shame off and let him be.  I checked it later in the day and there was a tiny scab.  Finally I thought we were good to go.  A little while later and another thwap on the wall, it opened up again.  Who would have known such a tiny little cut could cause so much blood!! On went another sock, we kept this one on for a couple of days.  Devo and I both nursed our wounds together. After a few days his little cut is all healed.  No more magic sock on his tail.   

M.I.A.

 

We were on such a roll and then life came in the way.  I recently had to have surgery and still am in the recovery stage.  Hope to get some new blogs up and running this week.  I’ve had some great company this past week while recoverying. 

Buddy was always close by keeping an eye on me  Jumping up every time I moved to get something.

“You Ok Mom?”
 
And Miss Bella being a little farther away just enjoying the sunshine and just being there.
 
Nice and warm
 
 
And of couse Devo had to be right next to me. As close as possible.  He told me he was trying to keep my toes warm, I think he just wanted a good snuggle.  
 

"ZZZZZzzzzzz"

 
 
We do have a couple funny “tails” to tell about all this quality time.  Stay tuned….

Getting to Know You (Part 1)

Each of our three dogs has a unique tale to tell.  They all have very unique personalities as well as stories about how they came into our lives.  In the next three posts I am going to share with you their stores.

 To start will little Bella, pronounced Bay A.  Bella joined our lives about 2 ½ years ago and she is about 7 years old now.  Her original dad (let’s call him OD) was relocating and couldn’t take her with him.  Bella was already play friends with Devo and Dad.  It was a perfect fit so she wiggled her way into Dad’s life.  OD is still very much a part of our lives as a very dear friend.  OD is always there to dog sit when we go on vacations and comes to visit occasionally, always spoiling Bella while there. 

What makes Bella so special?  All you have to do is look at that beautiful smiling face to know why.  She is all love. Everything she does is full spirited and joyful.  When you first meet Bella she will introduce herself by showing off her amazing dancing moves.  She will then give you big, wet, full tongue kisses all over.  She will light up any room with her beautiful smile.

Bella is always smiling

Bella does know just how beautiful she is and loves nothing more than to dress up and show off her style.  The first time I brought home a new sweater for her she sat patiently, tail wagging, while I removed the price tags and promptly dressed her.  I knew from that moment on she was going to be a fun girl to play dress up.

Bella will wear anything from girly tulle skirts

Even Mom's comfy hoodies

And motorcycle gear just like Dad

 

Bella also has a few quirky habits.

Being the fashionista she is, Bella has to maintain her beautiful golden tan.  Just like a cat she finds every inch of available sunlight to bask in during the days.  That warm Southwestern sun just can’t be beat. 

Catching those rays

She loves to drive.  I told her it wouldn’t be easy without thumbs, but she insists every time Dad hops out at a stop when on a road trip.

“I’ve got this! Which way to the bone store??”

She also hates water, more specifically baths.  So to my surprise on one trip to a lake she just walked right in. From that point I realized she was much braver that I gave her credit for.  Still can’t get the girl to take a bath thought.

“Burr this is chilly”
 
 
I couldn’t imagine our lives without this wonderful little girl.
 

For the Good Boys and Girl

Santa had heard how good the dogs had been this year.  Well, at least when the elves were looking.  So Santa was very generous when leaving the pups presents under the Christmas tree.  Santa (Grandma) bought them all new collars fromSirius Republic and new fluffy squeaky toys. 

The dogs each picked out their own pattern that they thought would perfectly match their personalities.  There was a lot of nose prints on the computer screen that day. 

Devo picked out a gorgeous orange argyle.  That surprised us, we didn’t know he was so preppy.  I didn’t think orange would look good with his beautiful red fur.  Devo knew better.   And wouldn’t you know, Santa even brought him a matching orange toy!!

Who knew Red Heads could wear orange??
 
 
 
Buddy picked out his collar right away as well. He knows how ravishing he looks in red.  Black and red are just a perfect combo.  His pirate bandana print was a perfect match.  I knew he’d look adorable.
Errrggg
 
Beautiful Bella had a much harder time picking out her perfect collar.  Being the fashionista she is, she wanted one for every outfit.  How could she choose?  Pink?  Purple?  Yellow?  or even a daring blue?  Surprisingly she went with a multicolored bone print.  Bella said it would go with ALL her outfits, plus she’s so beautiful on her own anything would look great.

Brown and Multi! The perfect match!!

 
 
After they were fully fashioned out the dogs spent some quality time with their new toys.  Devo is a cuddler. He will lick and love and snuggle with his toy.  Never breaking a seem, never killing a squeaker.  It’s his baby.  He’ll even use it as a pacifier. 
Insert snoring sounds
 
 
Then there’s Buddy.  The master of destruction.  He would rather “kill” his toy piece by piece until it is just the carcass. From there he will spend hours just carrying the wet, soggy, lifeless toy around everywhere he goes.
 
Lets make this toy good!!!
 
Needless to say, I spent the rest of the day cleaning tiny bits of fluff from all around the house.