Vintage pups

So Peter and I spent about an hour tonight looking at old photos and videos of the pups.  Here are a few oldies, but cuties!  These were both taken on New Year's Eve 2007.  Harry had just joined our family a few weeks before!  And yes, they needed clothes on for the cold weather!  =)  And, of course, the shirts had to go!

Looking at these precious pups didn't really help ease my desire to get another one.  I send Peter pictures practically daily...and this time he almost agreed!  ;)

The Race

So this blog has nothing to do with my pups because they weren't technically allowed to participate.  But I just HAD to blog about it because it's a pretty big deal...well, for me anyway!

My friend Amanda and I (and my parents) have done the Race for the Cure for several years now, but we've always just walked at a leisurely pace.  For the last couple of years, we've said we were going to run it, but it never really happened.  So this year we made a pact to actually RUN the race.  Novel idea, right?

So we both started training (and I use that term loosely) back in August.  Run a quarter of a mile, walk a quarter of a mile.  It was a slow start...some might call it Baby Steps (don't steal that...it's our team name for next year!).  We were both doing really well with a few minor bumps in the road (mine mostly the last 2 weeks), but we were bound and determined to do it!  For your enjoyment...

Here we are at the beginning of the race...you can already see my mom passing us with her power walking!

But we could only walk at the beginning until the crowd started to thin (yes, my mom's still ahead of us!).

Ok, so we were slightly disappointed that we didn't run the whole race, but we did run 2/3 of it!

Stretching in the shade waiting for my parents who finished a mere 5 minutes behind us (and they walked the entire time!!!!).

I guess there's always next year!...or the Trail of Lights 5K.  We can do it, Mandy!

One year ago...

We were lucky to meet our newest best friend, Eleanor Esquibel-Ferrall.  The day her mommy and daddy adopted her was obviously the best day of their lives, but one of ours as well!  Here we are playing in the backyard for the first time!  She was a little shy at first and kept hiding under her mom and dad's legs!

But we broke her out of her shell pretty quickly!  Luckily one of our other best friends, Hudson, was staying with us that weekend so it was like a mini puppy party!  We're so happy to have Ellie in our lives.  Now she's a big, grown up girl at one-year-old!  Here we are at Dogtoberfest yesterday!

The Cut

Que horror! I don't even recognize Harry! Harrison Longfellow Chrzanowski has arrived!

Before & After

Truman doesn't look too different...just a little more distinguished. Just call him Truman Merriweather Chrzanowski (that's his gentleman-ly nickname).

Before & After

Well, at least both dogs can see again...

Ruh roh

Our little nervous, scared, timid, shy Harry has been warned. If he can't do well the next time he gets groomed, he'll be banned!!! They told us they would recommend the "express grooming" if he can't handle the full-service. Apparently there was biting, squirming, and a near-escape. Poor little guy has a cut on his belly to prove it.

*Sigh*

Truman, on the other hand, was an angel. Was it opposite day?!?

P.S. Pictures to follow....you probably won't even recognize our white fluffy guy...he almost looks like a rat. I told Daddy to stop petting him so hard and giving him mats...maybe next time he'll listen! =/

Craziness Abounds

My pups are...hmmm how do I put it...well, just a teensy bit crazy when I get home from a long day at work! I caught the very end of Mr. Truman chasing Harry around the yard. BTW, Harrison is lightning-fast, and I think he only slows down or stops because he looooves playing with his big brother. Otherwise, Truman's little legs would never have a chance!

And, yes, that sound is Truman. That's why we call him our little Tasmanian Devil!!! ;)

A not-so-good first

Truman has an ear infection =/

Sad face.

I know! I already feel terrible, don't make it worse! We came home last night and I was petting him just like I always do, and he whimpered. So I looked at his ear and it was all red and stinky. Poor baby. I started looking up ear infections online and apparently a lot of people treat them at home with vinegar, alcohol, and hydrogen peroxide. Since he's never had one before, I didn't want to risk it. So Peter took him to the vet tonight (I had bunko!) and we found out it was an ear infection....$180 later he has medicine that we put on twice a day for 2 weeks!

Other than scratching and shaking his head a little more often, he seems to be feeling fine. He's doing his crazy runs around the house and constantly growling at me when he wants me to throw his lamb! Feel better, baby boy!!! We LOOOOVE you! =)