Two weeks ago, our sweet Charlie Blue was attacked. It was a scary experience, but we are thankful that she is healthy, happy, and just as sweet as she’s always been.
Two weeks ago the unimaginable happened. Something happened that that we never thought about, and certainly never worried about. Two weeks ago, our sweet Charlie Blue was attacked by an off leash dog.
My husband, Ian, took Charlie for a walk in the evening on the Greenbelt, which is a path that runs along the Boise River. He took her to one of our favorite spots by the river—a spot that we often fish at with our two young children. A jogger came to this spot with her off leash dog. Charlie was on leash. Ian said it happened so fast, and before he knew it the other dog was on Charlie’s back. Charlie didn’t fight back. Ian had to kick the other dog to get it off of her.
It was dark by the time Ian and Charlie returned home. We didn’t realize how serious her injuries were until…
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Thinking of a picture book idea every day during November for PiBoIdMo has been a piece of cake so far, but it’s only November 4th and I know the challenge will become more difficult.
My six-year old son is a purple belt in taekwondo and my two-year old daughter loves to hop around pretending she’s a kangaroo. After watching Mason show off his moves and Sophie hop around the house, my friend Robin told me, “Your kids are great. One’s a ninja and the other is a kangaroo. It doesn’t get any better than that!”
I laughed and said, “That’s a great idea for a picture book!”
There’s never a dull moment at our house. We have a ninja, a kangaroo, and a Weimaraner puppy. I think many of my ideas during PiBoIdMo will come from the crazy stuff Charlie Blue does on a daily basis.
She howls when my son plays the harmonica. She brings back stuff to recycle almost every time we walk. She pulls the kiddos on their sled in the winter. She rolls in smelly stuff. She jumps in the back of the bike trailer when she gets tired. She swims in the river, but she’s afraid of sprinklers. She’s a furniture hog. And the queen of stealing hats . . .
One of my favorite Charlie moments happened when my daughter was crying hysterically on my lap. Charlie (the biggest food thief in the world) gently carried a graham cracker in her mouth over to Sophie and pushed the cracker up to Sophie’s hand with her nose. My husband, Ian, and I sat dumbfounded for several seconds. Did that really just happen? Wow!
Charlie is my quiet companion on our daily walks. I often come up with my best writing ideas when I take her to the river near our house.
We find cool stuff together like Idaho rock art.
And for being a big spazzy puppy, she sure is sweet and gentle with Sophie.
I can’t wait to see what kind of mischief Charlie gets into this month. She might come home smelly with a dirty diaper or a dead squirrel in her mouth (yes, this has happened), but who knows . . . she might do something that leads to another PiBoIdMo idea in my notebook!
Hi Shela and Cliff!
Here’s a little update with a bunch of photos …
Charlie Blue’s first birthday was in February. We can’t believe our baby Weim is already one! She is still best buds with our two-year-old daughter. They play together so well 🙂
Our six-year-old son has decided that he wants to be a police officer and he wants Charlie to be his K-9 police dog 🙂
Some of Charlie’s favorite activities are chasing leaves blowing in the wind, going down slides with the kids at the park, retrieving softballs, bringing home the biggest sticks she can find on our walks, and trying to play with the cats (they are never interested).
We love her so much! We are excited for another summer of camping, fishing, and canoeing with our best pal—Charlie Blue.
Making memories for a lifetime……..
It is not hard to come up stories from when we were kids. They are often indelibly etched on our psyche. These are those moments in time we visit (sometimes willingly, and sometimes unwillingly) from our childhood. We remember them when something triggers the on-button, and it can be anything; a sound, a smell, an event. We may not be able to conjure up this same emotional archived moment at-will; however, it is stored in our subconscious. Other times we can remember by choice. I will never bite into an apple without taking a journey back in time–to our front-porch. I was about four years old, and there was a basket of apples on the front stoop. I reached down and took a bite, chewed, swallowed, and then saw the half-of-a-worm crawling on into the apple. How can I remember that event? I was only three or…
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Charlie Blue had a fantastic summer. We took her fishing, swimming, camping, and canoeing. We also took her to Oregon to visit family and friends. We learned how well she gets along with other dogs even when they don’t warm up to her right away.
She does well in the water, but if she gets into deep water she panics a little and tries to climb onto the closest person. I was hoping she would go dock diving with the rest of the family, but she didn’t want to. Maybe next time 🙂
We were amazed at how well Charlie Blue did on her first canoe ride. She is angel when the whole family is in the canoe. It was a completely different experience when my husband took her fishing by himself. She paced back and forth, she barked, and she jumped out several times. I guess she does…
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From dinner time to tubby time, our Weim never ceases to amaze us…
Full of Surprises
Charlie Blue has definitely developed a different relationship with each member of our family. She is buddy-buddy and gentle with our fourteen-month-old daughter. She is rowdy and always wants to play with our five-year-old son (he often gets her riled up and doesn’t enjoy the consequences—jumping and nipping). She listens to and respects my husband the most. She is calm and relaxed around Grandad. And she snuggles with me in the evening after she is worn out.
Only thing is for certain—she surprises all of us. We thought the angel food cake was far enough back on the counter that Charlie couldn’t reach it. Boy, were we wrong. Poof! Angel food cake gone, just like that. One night, after I finished drying Charlie off from her bath she escaped down the hallway to the bathroom and jumped back in the tub. I took her out and dried…
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