It's not above 0 yet, but it's warmer and we've gotten a bunch of snow in the past two days. The dogs love it. They were so excited to go to the park, even though it doesn't appear to be maintained in the winter and we probably got more exercise just struggling through knee deep snow to make it to the gate, which doesn't quite close any more. All the tennis balls are now buried somewhere, so we couldn't play fetch or anything, but they enjoyed the run. I felt a lot better too, I hate being cooped up inside so much. I kicked snow for them, and they wrestled a lot, so they ended up all wet. I can't help but laugh though, they look so funny all covered in snow. Ace is okay until the snow starts getting stuck in his feet, then it's time to go home.
I'm trying to get them used to having their feet handled so I can trim their hair and nails again, but since it wasn't done while they were gone, I'm pretty much back to where I started. Luckily husband's on board with that one, he gently touches and holds each paw while they're snuggling on the couch. I want to take them in for a good grooming, but I'm afraid they'd be a lot of trouble when it came time for the feet, and I'd hate for somebody else to have to deal with a problem I guess I inadvertently caused.
I had a scare the other day, I was taking pictures up on the couch when the fire alarm went off. Alexandra wasn't exactly dressed for the cold, and I certainly wasn't. Then I started freaking out because even assuming I could get us ready, there was still the dogs, the cat, and Jack (he's our guinea pig). I snapped the dogs' leashes on while I was putting Alexandra in the car seat, but couldn't find Annie, and seriously, what would I even do with Jack? Luckily it was a false alarm and by the time I had Alexandra ready to go, everything was back to normal. It got me thinking though... if I was struggling that much when I was actually here, what would have happened if it was real and I wasn't here? The superintendents obviously know we have pets, but so do half the people here. If someone were to open the door, Annie could run, but the dogs are in their pen when I'm gone, so somebody would actually have to come in to save them. The only suggestion I've really had was to put a sign on the doors so people would know they're in here. Hopefully it'll never be an issue, but it certainly made me think. I always want my animals to be safe.
I didn't really get much accomplished in the picture taking department. Despite being stuck inside, I was surprisingly busy. I did get this one of poor Nova though, I need to get some of him playing or something... he always looks so sad...


I'm trying to get them used to having their feet handled so I can trim their hair and nails again, but since it wasn't done while they were gone, I'm pretty much back to where I started. Luckily husband's on board with that one, he gently touches and holds each paw while they're snuggling on the couch. I want to take them in for a good grooming, but I'm afraid they'd be a lot of trouble when it came time for the feet, and I'd hate for somebody else to have to deal with a problem I guess I inadvertently caused.
I had a scare the other day, I was taking pictures up on the couch when the fire alarm went off. Alexandra wasn't exactly dressed for the cold, and I certainly wasn't. Then I started freaking out because even assuming I could get us ready, there was still the dogs, the cat, and Jack (he's our guinea pig). I snapped the dogs' leashes on while I was putting Alexandra in the car seat, but couldn't find Annie, and seriously, what would I even do with Jack? Luckily it was a false alarm and by the time I had Alexandra ready to go, everything was back to normal. It got me thinking though... if I was struggling that much when I was actually here, what would have happened if it was real and I wasn't here? The superintendents obviously know we have pets, but so do half the people here. If someone were to open the door, Annie could run, but the dogs are in their pen when I'm gone, so somebody would actually have to come in to save them. The only suggestion I've really had was to put a sign on the doors so people would know they're in here. Hopefully it'll never be an issue, but it certainly made me think. I always want my animals to be safe.
I didn't really get much accomplished in the picture taking department. Despite being stuck inside, I was surprisingly busy. I did get this one of poor Nova though, I need to get some of him playing or something... he always looks so sad...
And his favourite lazy day activity
