New year and a birthday....

Rosie made it through the holidays unscathed.  We didn't make it until midnight on New Year's eve but that is okay.  The next day we had lots of company to enjoy our meal of collards, black-eyed peas, cornbread and pork chops.  She loves it when everyone comes over.

Our next big occasion with Rosie was her 1st birthday on January 11th.  As you may remember, we really weren't sure about her actual birth date when we got Rosie on March 18th.  They told us 8 weeks, but we and our vet thought a little older.  So, in order to easily remember, we deemed her birth date at 1-11-11. That would have made her 9 1/2 weeks old when we got her.

Anyway, she got more new toys and special doggy cookies for her big day.  She even got a special ice cream treat, which she LOVES.

I made her a birthday hat, but she really wasn't thrilled with Jerry putting in on her head.

She stared it down for a little while.  I know she was thinking

 to herself, 'I'll tear you up, later,' but I put it away before she had the chance.

All and all it was a good day.

I guess once the puppy turns a year old she isn't considered a puppy anymore, but a dog. I like puppy better, so Rosie will always be my puppy.

I love my Rosie, puppy or not.

Christmas with Rosie - part lll

Well, Christmas is over and Rosie must have been good.  Santa brought her a stocking full of goodies and she got gifts from all of her friends. She had a great Christmas morning.  Of course she had the undivided attention of Isabel, our three year old granddaughter.  Isabel would not even open her gifts because she wanted to hold and play with Rosie instead.  Rosie is very fortunate to have someone who only wants her. 
I told Isabel's mom and dad that she needed a puppy for Christmas, but they didn't agree.

With six grandchildren in the house, you can imagine that there would be lots of wrapping paper once all the gifts are open.  'Lots' would be an understatement.

This is Rosie with our other two princesses, Alex and Isabel. Rosie is not a fan of the paper but it was a chance she had to take to get the attention she wanted from the girls.

We did manage to get a picture of Rosie with us.  This was taken before everyone got here. She is our little sweetie that morning.

Merry 1st Christmas to Rosie.  She helped to make our morning quite enjoyable.  

I am sure if Rosie could talk, she would wish you all a Merry Christmas too.

I love my Rosie.

Christmas with Rosie - part ll

Now that Rosie has gotten past the Christmas tree mess and the bone hiding in the tree skirt, she has had to deal with Christmas baking.  She loves nothing more than standing with one of us in the kitchen waiting for a handout, crumbs dropped on the floor, lick the dishwasher door...anything that has food flavor. Well, today, my daughter, Paige and grand kids, Mackenzie and Alex came over to help with the Christmas baking. Rosie gets excited enough when they come over and today was no different.  We baked all day along and all day long Rosie was at our feet. Just waiting for a morsel of something to hit the floor. We did pretty good getting things up before she got them.  I really don't like her eating junky stuff, (although we all eat plenty of it).  She really did just stand around all day.  I would think that she would be conked out by now but she isn't. I think she is in the kitchen right now scavenging.

I think I will go get her a bone to chew on.

Stay tuned for Part lll...

I love my Rosie...scavenging and all.

Christmas with Rosie...part 1

Well, it is our first Christmas with a pup in the house in many, many years.  Rosie hasn't cared anything about the tree. It is the mess that she has to keep walking around that is freaking her out.  We have finally gotten most of it out of her way, though.  The only thing about the tree that interested Rosie, at first, is the tree skirt.  It is one that I quilted years ago and have used ever since.  It is like all tree skirts, pretty, but you can't see it once the gifts are under the tree.  Rosie's main attraction to the tree skirt is burying her fake bone.  She has this innate need to hide these bones and walks around the house with one in her mouth and whines the distressed out whine of not knowing what to do.  She will look at us and we will take the bone and hide it under a blanket or a pillow or our leg and she is perfectly fine with that. But with the tree skirt, she just goes under the tree and scratches the skirt until she finds just the right spot to put her bone.

But alas, with presents under the tree, the skirt is no longer available. This presents the next problem, and it doesn't have to do with the bone.  The operative word here is 'presents'.  She pretends to not be interested in them, but like most things in our house that she can reach, as soon as we are out of the room they suddenly become interesting, alluring and worthy of chewing on or shredding or at least investigating.  So we have decided to become pro-active in this area.  We bought a small white picket fence, you know, the kind that you stick in the ground around a flower bed. We trimmed off the part that goes in the ground and put hinges to hook them together. It actually makes a nice little decoration around our tree and Rosie seems oblivious to it.  So for now, the presents are safe.  I will keep you posted on any incidences that occur:)

Stay tuned for Christmas with Rosie - Part II

I love my Rosie, especially at Christmas time.

Rosie, the pumpkin pie distractor

Just before Thanksgiving, Jerry makes pumpkin pies with two of our grandchildren, Michael and Patrick.  It is a time of year that the boys look forward to and Jerry is making memories with them.

The boys have a little sister, Isabel, that came with them.  She will be three the day after Christmas.  We had hoped that she would want to participate in the pie making but she really had no interest at all. The only thing she wanted to do was play, pet and hold Rosie.  She can not get enough of Rosie. Loves her to death. 

Rosie likes Isabel too.  Everytime she comes over, Rosie chases Isabel and Isabel chases Rosie.

They are good friends. 

After the pumpkin pies were done, Isabel didn't have any problem wanting to eat some.  Papa even fed some to her.  She is so silly.

Well, another Thanksgiving has come and pumpkin pies are eaten.  Rosie made it through her first Thanksgiving by distracting our little girl from making pies.  But that is okay.

I love my Rosie, distractions and all.



Rosie's first Halloween

Rosie's first Halloween was fun filled.  She started out on Friday night with a few of her closest human friends spending the night.  Actually, it was five of our grandchildren and my nephew.  All of the kids decorated cupcakes and Rosie was treated to cakes crumbs and sprinkles that made their way to the floor. 

Patrick, Alex, Graham, Isabel, Mackenzie and Michael

We then threw lots of comforters, sleeping bags and pillows on the floor and the kids piled in.  Rosie loved that too.  She can't get enough attention.

On Saturday night we went to my sister's for her annual Halloween party.  We all dressed up including Rosie and Milo.  Boy did Rosie ever have fun.  She loves, loves , loves Milo!

The biggest problem was that Milo liked Rosie's princess hat and thought it was a toy.  He really wanted it.  Needless to say, it didn't stay on Rosie's head very long.

Rosie was a pooped puppy on Sunday and rested most of the day.  On Monday afternoon she went to work with me.  She really wanted Kin, my boss, to be there so she could trick or treat in his office, but he wasn't.  So I took a picture of her sitting in his chair and sent it to him.

Although she didn't get a treat, she didn't trick him:)

Halloween night night we went to Ian and Tony's house to watch all the kids trick or treat.  It was a crazy fun time.  My sister and I gave out candy to hundreds of kids while the rest of the family went trick or treating. 

Rosie and Isabel getting ready to get candy.  Rosie didn't get any though.

Ready, set, go!!! Actually, Rosie stayed with us, but she really wanted to go with the kids.

After all of the celebrations throughout the weekend and Monday, we had one tired puppy on Tuesday.  She loves activity but when she is tired she sits on the back of the couch and snoozes away. Maybe next year she will get to walk with the kids and have the full trick or treating experience, but for now she is still just our baby.

I love my Rosie, trick or treat or not.



Clothes, clothes, clothes

Well a few days ago I bought Rosie a little blue polk-a-dot tee shirt. I put it on her and she was just fine in it.  In the past, she hasn't cared too much for clothes.  This was a little disappointing to me since I wanted to dress her up occasionally, so I was excited that she is okay with them now. 

Anyway, I found a great buy on some outfits at an antique store.  They are, however, not antiques. I don't think there is any such thing as antique dog clothes.  For some reason, people just didn't dress their pets up a long time ago:) Three out of the four I bought were brand new.

I bought her a lovely pink sweater, with a pink faux fur collar and rhinestones on the back.  Also, a darling hounds tooth jacket with a white faux fur collar and an elegant black evening gown with a burgundy sash with a diamond (also faux) studded bow.  I also bought her a pink hooded bathrobe with a rubber ducky applique on the back.  She was tired of me dressing and undressing her by this time, so no picture yet.  She prefers no clothes so I left her alone for awhile.  I'm just happy that I get to dress her up.

I love my Rosie even when she is naked.