My apologies, but with all the medical chaos of late, you didn’t get your weekly dose of Gej last Thursday, and I have no doubt many of you having been waiting for the “after” shot from his visit to the groomers. Well, wait no more!
Happy Thursday!
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After the grooming
Before the grooming
This photo is a week old, and Gej is so shaggy he can barely move. All that fur is weighing him down and tiring him out. And since then he has gotten even shaggier. He has major matts and tangles, and he’s starting to look a bit sheepish, if you know what I mean.
Today, on my way into the Day Job, I will be dropping the boy off to be shaved and shorn, bathed and beautified, trimmed and… some other word that starts with /tr/…
I only hope they don’t cut his hair too short like the last (aka the “former”) groomer did. You’ll know when you see next week’s after photo.
Happy Thursday!
Just Cuz YOU’re Awake…
It’s 6:30 in the morning and I’m getting up to go to work. Valerie is peacefully slumbering still. One of my tasks in the morning (along with remembering to brush my teeth, shave, shower, and dress) is to feed the dogs before I head out the door. This entails rousing them and ushering them downstairs. Gej’s response to the initial round of rousing was to oh-so-slowly lift his head up and give me the hairy eyeball of disdain.
Ultimately though he realized that it was in his own best interests to wake up, else he would not have breakfast. Like me, Gej is capable of moments of pragmatic clarity.
Happy Thursday!
Supper and Sun
During his first couple months with me, Gej would steal his food dish and run off with it. He’d gnaw on it somewhere private, and sometimes he bring it back and sometimes he would. Days could pass before I’d find it. We originally had a couple of them, two identical blue bowls. One is still missing (though I like to think they’re entangled on a quantum level and so I might still retrieve it one day).
Gej likes to take his meals near the sliding glass door in the kitchen. It opens onto a deck, which in turn steps down onto a patio and the backyard. At this time of year, the dinner time includes a slow sunset through the trees and long shadows. A few feet away from his bowl placement is Gej’s doggie door, allowing a quick egress when he spies a neighbor or a deer (or a neighboring deer). At such times, dinner can wait, and he’ll bolt outside and defend his territory with a tirade of fierce barking.
This mealtime was quiet though. No need to enforce the peace. Just warm sunshine and kibble. It’s a dog’s life.
Gej Has A Question
There’s been a lot of hustle and bustle around the house lately, as I prepare to head off for first the qep’a’ wa’maHchorghDIch and the WorldCon.
Gej keeps popping up, quite literally, and when he does he has this curious, expectant expression, almost as if he wants to ask a question but realizes a moment too late that he doesn’t possess language. If he did, I suspect that question would be Where are you going?
It’s heartbreaking to leave him behind, but I take some comfort in knowing how delighted he will be to see me when I get home.
Gej’s Favorite Toy
| Gej can be rather hard on toys.
When it comes to fabric toys, he’s a gutter. That means he likes to pin the toy down with his forepaws, and then use his teeth to rip open the seams of a toy and pull out all its stuffing. Once this is accomplished, the stuffing becomes the new toy and has to be distributed around the house as widely as possible. We’ve tried getting him various “carcass” toys as a solution. These look like the plushie skins of small animals and/or woodland creatures and have no stuffing. Still, they have seams, and Gej has been known to tear them apart with doggie zeal. He’s less fond of rubbery toys, though he does like sinking his teeth into one or two that we’ve found. But generally, he just doesn’t seem to find them as satisfying for as long. The compromise was to take one of the rubbery toys (a blue cylinder with various holes along its length) and work a gutted plush carcass (in this case a once-cute monkey) through the holes and tie it knots. The knots are to keep him (or at least slow him down) from pulling the carcass free of the rubbery toy. This new, blended toy has the advantages of extra weight (useful for getting a good trajectory when throwing a carcass across the room) and depending on which part of it strikes the floor can bounce in odd ways. This gives Gej the best of both worlds, and as you can see he is one happy pup. Happy Thursday! |
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Gej is here to play!
| Here’s Gej with one of his favorite toys, a braided bit of rope that looks something like a corncob. It’s got good weight for throwing across the room, and good texture for playing tug-o-war prior to throwing it across the room.
Happy Thursday! |
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Gej Turns Two
| Yesterday, July 20th, was Gej’s birthday. He turned two. Alas, of all the pictures that I took, this is the best. And yeah, that’s not saying much.
You see, Gej is a blur because he wasn’t having any of his birthday celebrations. He ran away from his party hat. Nor did he like his birthday doggie toy. Gej devoured all his birthday treats with great enthusiasm, but wouldn’t sit still for any photos of the act. We did enjoy some vigorous games of fetch and tug, but he’s moving too fast during fetch to take any pictures, and I’m too busy using my hands during the game of tug to snap photos. So, the best I can manage is this blurry close up. Happy Thursday! |
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