Sleepytime

Ahhh, a four day weekend (since I am working this winter), and this is what the dogs and I have been up to! It was a lethargic, snowy, damp, cool "is it winter already?" kind of weekend. That and cleaning up this mess of a cabin, making more dog houses - which I always seem to be doing. I found the dogs really like a particular style, so I'm trying to um, "renovate" the houses into their favourite style! Yes, I am their slave!!!!

Could this dog be any sweeter?? Ok, Ivy is taking over practically the whole couch, but she's too adorable to kick off!

She has no problem laying all over me to get comfortable

Getting sleepy...

I swear she is part human, as she seems to understand everything I say as she looks at me intently and knowingly as I talk to her (and yes, we chat often). For example, earlier, I was offering her some of my beer and merely said (jokingly of course) "want some beer?!" and she immediately looked right over at the beer in my hand! Ooooh!!! She understands so much it freaks me out.

Onto the floor dwellers - Octane steals Gabe's pillow in the corner. He knows what he's doing too - he'll rush the cabin to get to that spot first.


Poor Ripper, looking a little sad. He's feeling a bit under the weather, so he's been hanging out with me inside for the most part. I'm not sure if he's got some sort of stomach flu or is affected by the moose meat we got not long ago. He's been really lethargic and sad-looking and also isn't interested in food. His vibrant non-stop Ripper energy is missing today! Poor fella. He is drinking and his temperature is in a normal range, so I'm hoping he gets over it soon. He seems to have really crappy digestion with wild meat... hmm... what kind of carnivore is he?!?

Update: just took this poor fella into the vet clinic as his temperature rose overnight and I was starting to get paranoid!! I had to drop him off as they were so busy, they couldn't take me in as an appointment. I hate missing a dog around here - it's like losing an appendage! I'll keep you all posted though.

Loki is off in the corner behind Ripper on the NEW pillow - like doghouses, you can never have enough. Sage was the first to claim it, but Loki beat him back inside after a pee break. Yoink!

Kate passed out by the door. Really, I don't drug these guys. Not usually.


This is the "ball of Rupert" - as he wedges himself in between the couch and the footstool. Really, there is more room elsewhere in this small cabin. But I think he likes to snore and twitch in his dreamy state right below me, kicking the couch as he's off in la-la land.

So cute and white!