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Wordless Wednesday: Holly’s stumped

Raising a Super Dog

Well, you know what they say around here.

When life hands you a lemon, you add a lime or two and make yourself a nice, chilled Sangria.

And then you sit on the patio and make a toast to the memory of your favorite Buckeye tree.

[sniffle] I loved that stupid tree.

We knew the buckeye was a goner after the trunk split from windstorm damage back in July.

And The Husband took the chainsaw to the rest of it. Right down to the nub.

Anyhoo, nothing to do about it but make a photo op outa the thing.

In lieu of the blackboard this week, we gotcha Holly stumping her twenty six week birthday announcement.

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Want to see a comparison for these weekly photos?  Give this link a click to Watch Holly Grow to see the past posts.

Wordless Wednesday: Some dogs want to see their name in lights

Some dogs, with aspirations of celebrity-dom, want to see their name in lights. Other dogs have a different value system.

From Canine Companions for Independence’s Facebook page …

It’s National Dog Day and to celebrate, we are launching the#kibblenamegame! Harpo is calling out some of her siblings from theEukanuba #HeroLitter Hala, Hoagy, Holly and Hudson. Post videos/photos of your dogs and call out their four-legged friends.TAG #ccicanine #NDD

What’s this now, Harpo? A challenge, you say?

Game On, sister, says Holly.

I accept your challenge, she says. And will add my weekly birthday shot to it. 

And…, Holly continues. I will stamp my own style to the event by attempting the splits, puppy style, while Food Lady is fussing around with her stoopid camera. I’m betting this morning’s breakfast that she doesn’t even notice.

Later, as Holly is crunching her breakfast, I recall the Kibble Name Game we did with Euka before she returned to CCI for her Advanced Training. Gotcha a link below for that photo and more.

But here’s even another version of just how good these CCI puppies are.

Here’s our Miss Euka at her Matriculation Party we had at P&G Pet Care back in May.  Euka poses with a section of her face cake.

Not a drop of icing on her nose. Good Leave It, you awesome dog.

Yowza, says Euka. I even
look good in frosting.

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For an earlier collection of Kibble Name Challenges, be sure to click to our link to a slideshow of The Kibble Name Game here at Raising a Super Dog.

Wordless Wednesday: Armpit wedgie

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Hey, Food Lady, says Holly. This cape is giving me an armpit wedgie.

‘Tis true, our sassy girl is growing out of her training cape. Being the more petite of the Canine Companions for Independence Hero Litter, I wonder how the rest are faring with theirs.

Hold on, young pups, and keep those tummies tucked in. You’re almost old enough for your big pup training capes.

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Need a comparison for these weekly photos?  Give this link a click to Watch Holly Grow to see the past posts.

Punny Monday

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Holly shares her sense of humor today with a couple of cringe-worthy dog puns. 
Apologies in advance.
Wait, it gets worse.

Dang, I think we can do better than this, right? Surely so, says Holly.

But don’t call her Shirley.

See? Help me out here. Any better dog puns to offer up?

Wordless Wednesday: I’ll keep an ear out

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You know, the older this pup gets, the easier this weekly photo thing is to pull off.

This week, not only can we offer up the lovely over-the-shoulder look above, but we gotcha a bonus shot of her hind side with a jaunty profile pose.

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Oh, and this next one because it made me laugh.

Holly, did you see where Jager got off to?

No, but I’ll keep an ear out for him.

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The Kota

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Hoagy, Harvest and Holly

Didja hear wab Foob Lady seb? asks Holly.

What? asks Harvest. Hey! Ow!

Holly lets go of her sister’s hind leg and clears a dog hair from her throat. [ahem] I said, she says, did you hear what Food Lady said? Hoagy’s gonna come at lunchtime to play.

With her leg now free, Harvest tosses Holly on her back. She jumps on top and starts to gnaw on Holly’s front leg.  That’s cool. says Harvest. We could use some fresh meat. You know, so to speak.

And something else, says Holly. Food Lady says we get to see the Kota too. Yikes! You’re biting too hard, Harvest! 

Ain’t no thing but a chicken wing, says Harvest. Nom-nom-nom ha ha ha ha! Seriously though, what’s a Kota?

I dunno, shrugs Holly. But Food Lady told me we have to treat the Kota with ‘spect. I have no idea what that even means. My turn! Give me your leg.

Respect means [ow] we can’t chew on it, says Harvest. Maybe the Kota is a strappy sandal. Criminy, Holly! Stop using your back teeth!

No, the Kota isn’t a shoe, you toe-eater, says Holly. Food Lady says the Kota is a special kinda dog. She said it’s very powerful and uses mind powers to control other animals. Ow, that’s my ear! I think you hit bone that time.

Oh sure, like it has ESPN or something, says Harvest. That makes no sense, Holly. Roll over and I’ll get your other ear bone to match the red marks.

No really, says Holly. The Kota is supposed to be fast and strong. Like with super speed and it can catch flying things in mid-air!

That’s nothin’, says Harvest. Watch me do that!

Ow, my tail! cried Holly. Oh hey, and and get this … the Kota [dang it! ow!] is black and white. Not yellow like me, you and Hoagy.

Now I know [ow!], says Harvest. You’re pulling my leg.

The dog, the myth, the legend

Well met.
Some better met than others.

Holy cow, what a good dog, Lakota.

While Holly and Hoagy ask for the doggy version of an autograph of the legendary Lakota, Harvest invests some time in researching the family history of the border collie.

Lakota in the meantime, permits this attention from his new fandom. No prob, says Lakota. So long as they leave my flying squirrel thingies alone.

Um.

Oh sure, you can catch this thing in mid-air.
But can you catch me? bwahahaha

Yeah, so anyway after the initial howdy-dos, the three Hero pups went back to merely assaulting each other puppy-style.

No, no I’d say you got two more kibbles for lunch than I did, says Hoagy.
Did somebody say Lunch? says Holly. 

The Kota was left in peace to do his legendary feats of catching flying objects from mid-air. Which is all he really wanted out of the deal anyway.

A good thing he brought two flying squirrel thingies.

Wordless Wednesday: It be raining. Again.

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You know, if I’ve learned anything in this long-lived career in the corporate workplace, it’s the importance of being agile. To be flexible. How to embrace change.

Because no matter how carefully you may have planned, things are going to shift on you.

Or wait. No.

No, that’s just life.

So I was thinking that I’d take a weekly photo of Holly. At least until she reached a stage where her growth was not so profound in change. Dunno, maybe five or six months.

And then I figured easy ’nuff to take the photos in the same spot in the yard.

And then yesterday it rained. Stormed, actually. Thunder and lightning and should we be hunkering in the basement stuff going on out there.

Ah, but as many summer storms, it passed within minutes. Leaving us with a light rain shower.

And a tight schedule of taking Holly’s fourteen week photo.

So here we are with a misty rain causing the blackboard paint to run and the photographer’s assistant quickly running out of dog treats (do note The Husband’s shoes, bottom right), me fussing about the precious Canon in the misty rain, and Holly’s tail attempting to underline her name.

So take that, Life.  We can work around all your drama and plot twists.

We give you Holly at fourteen weeks.  Good lord, look at the legs on this pup, willya?

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