Don't Mess With My Babies!

Today I'm gonna talk about my sweet (some of the time) girl dog, Timbit, or Princess as we call her most of the time. If you have read the *Our Story* section of our blog you'll know that my Timbit is a Siberian husky who had a short career as a sled dog (do read her story to explain why her career was *short* LOL). I am positive she is much happier in her current role as Dog Bed Warmer and the Dog toy hoarder, the latter being my topic for this post. My Princess LOVES her *babies*!!!

One of the many Christmas Bears she's stolen.

 When Bruce (her former owner) brought her to me, he called her a toy hoarder. I didn't quite understand what he was talking about off course, until she'd lived with us for some time. We call them her *babies* as she's really like a little mother. She will wander about the house (usually at night or when no one is home) in stealth mode and pick up random stuffies, they don't always need to be a *dog toy* in fact I think she prefers them to not be, then she carries them back to her bed, till she has a nice pile of stuffies, bones, socks, chews, slippers.... and then she lays on them and when you ask her what she's doing... she wont make eye contact... like this picture below.

"I have nothing... I don't know WHAT you're talking about"

 Once I came home from the liquor store, it was at Christmas time, and I always buy their Christmas bears. One goes to the Children's hospital and the other you keep. I LOVE them as they are always SO soft, and I have them all displayed over the TV on the light fixture.

All those bears.... so far out of her reach... I am SO MEAN!

Anyhow, I had just walked in the house, and set the bag on the floor, you could not see that there was anything other than the bottle of Bailey's I buy for my mother every year in there. BUT .... Somehow... SHE KNEW!!! I turned around and she had the new bear out of the bag and on her bed with her already! It ALMOST broke my heart to take it back.... good thing I'd bought another for her eh?? ;o)

Here she is with a brown bear she's taken from my son

And here she is trying to hide her brother's bone she stole, and get the other 2 babies on the bed with her as well. 

Just a fun little story about my Princess. It's cute, but it does get nasty at times as she is really not very fond of her newest brother and so now she has taken to *saving* her bones and treats to just taunt him with. He, Thank Goodness, is afraid of her so he wont try to take it away from her, which is good as I wouldn't want to break up that fight.  But she is now getting into some trouble cause she is just being mean. The little brat!

Thanks for reading along.
Go hug your dog... and make sure all your *babies* are safe. ;o)

Dog Dreams

It's that time of year here in the Cariboo, when the wildlife are fattening themselves up. Therefore there is always a rash of cougar and bear sightings around us. Cougars are generally a bit more rare then our black bear friends, but all the more scary for their stealth.

Here is where I get off topic for a moment on Cougars, feel free to skip this paragraph:
 I personally find Cougars and all the large cat species to be a gorgeous creation of nature and just cry every time I hear of one being destroyed.... even the word... *destroyed* .... seems wrong to me... it's like they're hiding the fact that they are KILLING them. Just say it for crying out loud, trying to disguise that we're not is not helping. I know they are dangerous, will kill us and our children and fur babies given the chance. I am not saying that some of the cats may need to be killed due to their aggression towards humans, I just wish more effort was made to relocate them, and/or just observe them from afar to see if they are in fact a danger or are just stalking some deer in the area. The whole thing just makes me sad. 

Back to my story.... We (my family and furkids) live in a rural part of town, so we are constantly surrounded by wildlife, one of the reasons I love where we live. We have eagles resting in our trees, deer continually wandering thru to get to the lake, bears, and even a Moose and her calf one rare and wonderful day.

Our Back Yard

To be honest, we don't have as much wildlife hanging about as I would sometimes like as the RACKET made by the 2 of the 3 dogs most of them have found other places to hang out. Which I suppose is good and bad. Good as I have never seen or had one of my babies threatened by anything... but bad because... well I'd love to see them.

They never stick around long enough to be served dinner!

Anyhow... do I have a point? Not a major one... this whole post was started as I had a dream. LOL Yes, a dream! At a large family gathering, a scared bear appeared, and when the CHILDREN of the gathering tried to scare the animal away I went running to save them (SO glad that in my subconscious I was SAVING the children.... LOL) they succeeded in scaring the bear, directly towards ME! When the bear reached me, feeling cornered it attacked me. And when my dog, my sweet puppy Dozer, tried to save me, I pulled him off the bear and tried to get him into the house away from the Bear, so I could save HIM from the bear. Yes! There's a great idea, lets put the animal possibly capable of fighting off the large incredibly strong wild animal and let him maul you to death..... I really think I may need to see someone, someone with a mental health back ground.

Now, who knows how I would truly handle the situation, and I hope I never have to discover it for real. My husband shakes his head at me in disbelief but I am pretty sure I would die trying to save my fur-babies...any one of them. I know I am not alone in this intense love and protectiveness I feel for my furry kids, but I do sometimes think I take it a little too far.
Hope I've made you smile today.
Go hug your dog!