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The sleepy life of a southern dog

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This is my lake house mama!

This is my lake house mama!

We’ve been at the lake house for a few days now, long enough to settle into a routine. Katie thinks it’s pretty boring, but I try to liven it up for her a bit. It’s not easy; she has such high expectations. After all, she had the company of two friendly shelties and the whole ocean where we were last weekend. Now she has me. And a lake with muddy edges. Still, she seems content to hang out with me and nap a lot.

Relaxing in grandma's chair.

Relaxing in grandma’s chair.

I take her to a park every day for a walk. So far the weather has been beautiful, lows in the 50s at night, highs in the 70s during the day, and sun though they say it will rain soon. We’re planning on going on a little road trip tomorrow to visit my brother. I’m hoping there’s no rain over there.

Keebler Park in Dadeville

Keebler Park in Dadeville

Meanwhile she has met the neighborhood dogs. They’re both friendly, but neither of them has the obedience skills that Katie has worked so hard to achieve. Both will sit for a treat, but neither of them will stay long enough for me to back up to get a picture. And Katie won’t sit near either one of them. She finds their lack of social skills a bit off-putting. I guess.

Carson is a laberdoodle. He’s a big bundle of energy and very friendly. But to Katie is he just big. He will sit but if he doesn’t get his treat right away, say I’m trying to get him to stay while I’m taking a picture, he barks one giant WOOF!!! and leaps into the air. Katie is always surprised by that, but she holds her stay. I know she’s not happy because her ears go flat. So I release her so that she can move away. This is the best picture I could get of the two of them.

Katie and Carson

Katie and Carson

And then there’s Dixie who lives next door and is outside after her owners come home from work. She’s adorable and loves to have her belly rubbed by anyone that will pay attention to her. She’s the same size as Katie but stockier.

Dixie!  Stay!!!

Dixie! Stay!!!

They like each other pretty much, though she won’t stay either. Katie gets frustrated waiting for a treat while Dixie follows me around instead of sitting pretty.

I'm not sitting any closer to her mama!

I’m not sitting any closer to her mama!

But they do seem to like to laugh at me together.

Seriously Dixie, she's not going to stop trying to get a picture until you settle down.

Seriously Dixie, she’s not going to stop trying to get a picture until you settle down.

I’ve been working on a shell project…making a frame covered with shells found on the beach for a photo of the three shelties. A reminder for later when this trip is only a distant memory.

Thanks Bree for the extra pretty shells!

Thanks Bree for the extra pretty shells!

And I’m watching the weather up north a bit, debating when to make the trek back home. It would be nice if the snow was all done by the time Katie and I get back…but that’s doubtful. We need to be back for things that are scheduled in March. And I think Katie-girl misses her dad and her house and her park and her school.

Let's go exploring mama!

Let’s go exploring mama!

She says adventures are only adventures if they have a beginning, a middle and an end, mama. Otherwise it’s just life.

She’s a smart one, yes she is.

Enlightened one

Enlightened one

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Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

19 thoughts on “The sleepy life of a southern dog

  1. It sure looks like s nice place. And new friends
    Lily & Edward

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    • I think she would become friends with Dixie pretty easily. And maybe with Carson, but it would take longer as he is so much bigger and so excited to see everyone. But she doesn’t hate him…she’d just rather he jump and bark further away from her.

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  2. Obviously, those dogs have not an ounce of royalty in them, Katie.

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  3. Leaving that warmth and sun would be so hard. But home is home too.

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  4. Looks like you girls are having some fun! Hope your trip home is less eventful than your trip down.

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    • No kidding. Part of the reason I’m reluctant to leave here is that I worry about the long trip home and what could happen. But I think everything that could happen probably already did. I hope.

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  5. My niece has a Goldendoodle, who’s BIG and BOUNCY! Dallas runs for cover when he’s around. It’s like he instinctively knows doodle play style is comprised of pouncing, which could crush a Sheltie flat. Sounds like you’re having a lovely time. Our snow has all melted, so y’all can get as far north as Illinois with clear roads!

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    • When Carson was a puppy he looked like a Muppet. He’s still adorable but you are right. He loves to jump and play and POUNCE! I hear there’s no snow at home either. Still…do I want to end our adventure now? It’s been a little over 2 weeks….

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  6. Poor Katie, having to deal with such uncouth canines. 😀

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  7. it would be hard after enjoying the warmth and sunshine to head home and be thinking of cold and brrrrrrr snow 🙂

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    • I wish I could believe we will have no more snow…but I know better. Every spring I think it’s over, but it’s never over until it says it’s over. Snow. My best hope is that there isn’t any snow while we drive, and that we’re all safe and sound when the next storm hits.

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  8. I love Katie in grandma’s chair. Beautiful shot. Dixie is adorable! What a great idea to cover a frame with shells- what kind of glue will you use? I like that idea!

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