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.

Not so Dark Fence

The fence isn't anywhere close to the stain we selected. The fence guy said the color should change over a months time, so I guess we'll see how the color settles.

Other pictures from this afternoon

Harley on the kiddie slide

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!

We're Not Professionals

We now have two dogs, which means we have more dog hair to deal with. I'm tired of sweeping every other day and since it's summer time Trey and I both agreed it would be a good idea to give the dogs a haircut.

Poor Harley was our ginnie pig. We didn't know what we were doing. I couldn't stop laughing at the way we trimmed her. She looks almost unrecognizable.

When we first brought Harley home, she looked more like a long hair Dachshund than a Welsh Corgi, now after her haircut, she looks more like a Chihuahua.

A few snapshots of Harley before her haircut



Corky's Turn. He didn't get a short shave like Harley, just a little trim.

Now meet our new and improved Harley

Overall, I'm pleased with her haircut. She looks cute and healthy.




I prefer Harley's short hair versus her original look.

Harley is a Sweetheart

Harley is settling nicely. Her and Mr. Corky are the best of buddies and have already taken a mud bath together. I'm glad they are getting along because when the baby comes the dogs won't be spending as much time inside.

Harley and I at the Human Society, Sunday

I'm trying to hold Corky up the best I can...and there he is with that tongue



Harley's personality is really different from Corky. She is gentle and she likes to look up at me when I'm talking to her. Corky usually just walks around when I'm trying to get his attention.

Harley the Welsh Corgi

Tomorrow afternoon, I will be bringing home an adorable Corgi from the Humane Society; her name is Harley. Now Corky has a playmate.



Earlier today, Trey and I met up with Cortnee and her dog Luby at the dog park.

Meet Luby

And there is Corky with his tongue out.