Day 70: Chow for now

March 13 2011 . . . This marks Day 70 of the 365 blog.  Chugging along, we are.  And today is the view from the basement as I prepare dinner for the dogs.

By prepare, I mean I toss a measured amount of dry kibble into bowls. Each dog eats a different food, each a different amount. Not rocket science, but a bit of attention to detail is needed.

In the meantime, there is whining and fussing going on.  But just from Jager who acts as if he may stroke out if this ordeal of dinner prep takes even one minute longer.

Day 69: Eye lights

March 12 2011 . . . One of the things to look for in portrait photography is eye lights; getting a glint in the eyes. Happily successful in this attempt by using a fill flash outside. Not skill in this case, but luck.  Wishing it were otherwise, but again, happy with what I can get.

And that is indeed a woof forming on his adorable mug.  Sassy little guy.

Day 68: What dog hair?

March 11 2011 . . . Old enuf to remember phone booths?  Well, that's about the size of my cubicle. By lunchtime, I've lowered my standards and completely given up on using the lint roller on my navy blue slacks.

Day 67: Doggie spooning

March 10 2011 . . . I'm guessing that if Micron had his druthers, he would actually have this crate to himself at nap time. 

But Yaxley needs a soft pillow for his weary noggin. So there you go.

Day 66: When I grow up I wanna be just like you

March 9 2011 . . . I found these two under my desk at work in this position.  I didn't pose them - honest.  Nearly a mirror image.  A remarkable thing to see; I was glad to have my cheapie little purse camera on hand to capture this.

While I see a mirror image, someone else remarked to me that it looked a bit like they were forming a heart.

Day 65: Gimme da ball!

March 8 2011 . . . A typical evening after work, today's Tuesday.  Dogs in my kitchen playing with a tennis ball.  And what's not typical is capturing an image of the kid in the background. He's home from college for a few days and is helping me with the pooches.  Maybe I'll get a shot of the top part of him before he goes back to school.

Day 61: The eyes have it

March 4 2011 . . . You ever feel like you're being watched?

Day 60: Gotcher back

March 3 2011 . . . Made it to Day 60. Here's another afternoon in the office with Micron looking all protective of the puppy.  What he really intends to do, however, is flip the little interloper over and grab that chew toy. 

Day 59: Runnin' with the big dogs

March 2 2011 . . . Let's run off some energy fellas.  And not just because you're both driving me nuts and it's only noon.  Thinking a good exercise session will knock these guys out for the afternoon and I can get some work done during the quiet time.

Day 58: Who's watching the babysitter?

March 1 2011 . . . I love this shot. Micron looks so, oh I don't know, regal. Like he's been tasked as a babysitter and he's taking it serious. I also used this shot on the dog blog on the post about Yaxley growing while napping at Wake up little guy.

Day 57: Belly up

February 28 2011 . . . I checked the memory cards from both cameras and indeed this is the only photo I took on this day.  Obviously the pup was being adorable, so I snapped this shot.

This was a Monday afternoon in the office. Yaxley is coming in for the long haul during the workday. And doing splendidly. Confident little fellow.

Day 56: Hand-me-downs

February 27 2011 . . . Yaxley sports his training cape.  A hand-me-down from Micron, who got it from Inga. A third generation CCI pup, of sorts. He'll wear this cape until he reaches five months or until I can't tie it around his Buddha belly anymore.

Day 55: Yaxley learns a new word

February 26 2011 . . . Are you dogs hungry? The one word to cure temporary hearing loss in dogs. Another food motivated dog; should make training go oh so much easier.

Day 54: First Snow

February 25 2011 . . . Yaxley's first snow day. Ever.  A natural California blonde; he comes from the land of sea and sky.  More photos of his flaky adventures are on the dog blog. Snow Day Redux

Day 53: Showing the new pup the ropes

February 24 2011 . . . Micron says, a new pup to train? No prob, I'll show him the ropes around here.

Not working out like he planned.

Day 52: Needs some plum sauce

February 23 2011 . . . Yaxley has discovered one of the few dog toys left that still have an intact squeaker.

Day 50: Is he still here?

February 21 2011 . . . Micron is taking his time in warming up to the new guy. He is showing a level of tolerance, but it just blows his mind that the puppy gets a lunch meal when he and Jager don't.

Micron decides on a nap on the cool hardwood floor. A nice quiet spot just to himself. When the pup curled up next to him, he didn't even notice at first. Eventually, Micron lifts his head casually to see what is on his leg. And does a double-take like that is the absolutely last thing he could imagine happening to him. What new fresh hell is this? is the look on his face.

He nearly got up, then changed his mind like he realized it would be too much like work. They both settled down and I got this adorable shot of them.

Day 49: Mindtrust

February 20 2011 . . . The new dog family. Got three smart and clever dogs here. Know what else is smart? That the new kitchen flooring matches yellow dog hair is no accident.

Day 48: The balance of good and evil

February 19 2011 . . . First day with the new pup, Yaxley. Micron is resistant to this conspiracy to give up his Golden Boy crown. While the pup is simply angelic, his ersatz mentor has gone over to the dark side.

Micron, for the first time ever, discovered the wonders of mud. Rolling, digging, and just soaking up the goodness of all that is mud.

I don't know - is that a look of defiance?

And not to be trumped in the I got the food lady's complete attention and you don't contest, Jager found something dead in the yard to cover himself with. I don't have a photo of that. He went straight to the shower where he acted like the water was acid or something.

Day 47: Puppy Raising, Part III

February 18 2011 . . . Our third CCI pup was welcomed into our home this evening. The little Lord Yaxley moved right in and started scoping out the good toys.  Dog rules go something like this: if it's on the floor it's mine. Unless the big guy can get it away from me.

The photo of the day will be pretty much dogs for awhile. That's how it's gonna hafta roll. With three dogs in the house, not much room for anything else to get my attention.