Dutch

Last week, my friend/neighbor/running partner went out of town. While she was away, the girls and I watched her welsh corgi. Isn't he the cutest??? His name is Dutch.
We even took him for a short walk.


The girls and I kind of want a dog, but we've decided it would be best to just dog sit. Before Cheyenne was born we actually had two welsh corgi's, but after Cheyenne spent over a week in NICU we decided to re-home them.
Here are the 2 pups we had...
Harley

Corky

A Litter of Puppies

The same day my mom and Frank got married is the same day their dog had a litter of pups. They are pit-bulls. They look so sweet and innocent ---- now.
Cheyenne enjoyed holding and petting them.

Trey always tells her, he's going to get her and Dakota a lap dog, when they get older. I don't know about that. Having a dog is a lot of responsibility. If you go out of town, you have to make accommodations for the dog, you have to take them to the vet and keep up with their shots. It just seems like a handful on top of having two kids. But at the same time dogs are great companions.

Did You know.....
Trey and I had two dogs before we had Cheyenne? We had two Welsh Corgi's. One was a purebred and the other was a rescue (corgi-terrier mix).


Corky
He was the purebred. He had short legs, but he could cover some ground. He was my running partner. We would run several days a week, 3 miles at a time.

Harley
She was a the terrier mix. A real sweetheart. She didn't care too much for running.

After Cheyenne was born, she spent a week in the NICU -- that's when we decided to find the dogs a new home. Now, writing this post makes me really miss them, but then I remember all the shedding. Okay, I'm good.
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My DailyMile Training from last week
Walk: 9 Miles
Cycle:0 Miles
Elliptical: 15 minutes

Last week, my body was ??????? You guessed it,  SORE. Do I sound like a broken record? It's not exercise sore, it's I've gained a ton of weight and my baby feels like she's about to fall out --- Sore. I never understood when my friends use to tell me, "My baby feels like it's going to fall out." Now, I know. It's an unpleasant feeling. Some days are worse than others, last week was a painful week. Last night, I felt pretty bad too, but now I'm feeling a little better.


P.S. I never got my birthday massage. What does a girl have to do to get a massage? I guess, I'm just going to have to pay someone.

Harley and Corky

Some of you already know that Trey and I have been trying to find our 2 Welsh Corgi's, Harley and Corky, a new home. I think we first talked about the idea when Cheyenne was in NICU. Now that we have a baby and we're both working full-time, it's hard to spend quality time with our dogs.

Before we had Cheyenne, I would go running with Corky frequently and walking with both of them on a regular basis. But since we had her, we moved the dogs from inside/outside dogs to outside. It's not that we were afraid of them hurting her, we were more concerned about their shedding.

The guilt of having them as outside dogs got to Trey and I, so we placed an ad on Craigslist. The main contingent; we did not want to separate them. It took about two weeks, but we found them a great home. We ended up rehoming them to a nice couple with two daughters (a 2 yo and a newborn). I think the mom stays at home, so I think their family will have more time to commit to them. We offered to give them the dog house, but they declined, so I bet they will keep them indoors.

Trey and I both agreed, we are done with dogs. We've been there, done that and now we can move on. And for the first time since being homeowners, we have a backyard that's not occupied by pets. Trey did yard work Saturday and we even planted a maple red tree. It's been nice enjoying the backyard and this time next year Cheyenne will get to run around and play.

This season, I'm thinking about planting a small vegetable garden, but we'll see how that goes. It may be too late, but hey it's worth a try. In the past, I've successfully grown cilantro, tomatoes and basil, but that was indoors (minus the tomatoes). I will keep you posted.

Shock Collar

For the most part our dogs sleep inside every night, but since we'll be bringing a baby home in a few weeks, I've been leaving them outside. The problem with that is they bark at random times throughout the night and the last few nights the weather has been cool enough to sleep with the windows open, so I can hear them bark loud and clear at any given time.

Thursday, Trey and I both had enough of it, so we purchased one bark collar. We figured we'd rotate it between the two of them. Corky was the first one to wear it and he barked a few times before he figured out that if he continued he'd get buzzed. The rest of the night he was quite. Harley woke me up at 3 am that night yapping her trap, so I waddled out of bed, into the backyard and took the collar off of Corky and placed it on her. An few minutes later she barked once, let out a yelp and never barked again. The collar seemed to do the trick.

When I woke up Friday, Trey took the collar off of her and we haven't had to use it again. Both of them have been angels.

So, since the dogs haven't been wearing the collar and seeing how Trey loves to pick on Natasha, you won't believe what he did to her. He chased her down and put the collar to her neck and shocked her with it! I asked her if it hurt and she said, "Yeah!"

Well, Mom and Tasha left town a few hours ago and now I'm waiting around the house for Amy, Hilario, and Angeleica to get here. They'll be spending the night with us and I think we're going out for dinner. It'll be nice to see them.

Trinity Trail Fiasco

Its been outrageously hot these last two weeks so I've been sticking to an indoor workout on the elliptical. Saturday, I wanted to change things up, so I headed out the door to Trinity Trails with both dogs.

For those of you who don't know, TT is a huge trail that runs along Trinity River. It's my favorite place to run and walk because there is a perfect view of the Ft. Worth skyline. Before I headed out the door, I already had great expectations.

About the running
I was lucky I got Harley to walk. I was so excited about running but she just wouldn't cooperate. Every chance she got, she tugged and pulled and made the experience one that I want to forget. It was so embarrassing because she kept barking every time a cyclist would zoom past us. Occasionally, she would sit her butt down and refuse to move, which would only frustrate me more.

While all this was going on Corky was probably thinking, "Get it together!" Corky is my pro athlete dog, okay more like semi pro, so I'm sure he was just as disappointed as I was. We were both ready to get at least a 2 miler in. Needless to say, I don't think I'll be making a second trip with Harley. Next time we'll stick to the neighborhood. And it'll be a while before I'll even want to go outside (by then I might not be able to run). Yesterday the temperature shot up to 107! Even if I want to go outside at dusk it'll still be scorching.



On a side Note about Church:
Sunday morning worship was great. I played bass and Trey played his acoustic guitar. It was great to be playing again and I pray that more opportunities will come from it.

Spending the Day at Home

I gave Harley a haircut and Corky a trim. I did such a good job that when Trey got home from work he asked, "How much did that cost me?"
You wouldn't believe how fast their hair grows. It's hard work grooming them, especially Harley, but I appreciate the savings.

Other than grooming my pets, I've been a prisoner in my home. I had to wait for the plumber and security system guy to come over. And of course they never tell you a definite time. So, I was stuck here all morning and afternoon. Luckily, I didn't have anywhere to go or any thing to do outside the house.

Earlier, I wanted to ride the scooter to the library, but I've made the decision to give the scooter a break, until after Cheyenne is born. I came to that decision after I told Trey, people who ride and don't wear helmets are stupid and then I thought wait... a minute I'm 5 months pregnant and I'm riding...maybe that's stupid too.

Last Night:
I was laying in bed rubbing lotion on my belly and I started yelling at Trey, "Get over here she's kicking." I've felt her kick and move a lot, but I've been wanting him to experience it. He told me to make her stop because he had just jumped in the shower. Like I can command her kicks. After he got out he layed his hand on me and not only could he feel Cheyenne kick, he could see his hand move! It was amazing!