You may have already seen this news on Facebook: George had his yearly exam at the vet. All is good, he looks great for a senior dog, no issues at all.
Guess how much he weighs. No, go ahead, guess!
157.5 pounds.
I keep threatening to saddle him up and charge for kiddie rides around the back forty.
I’ve had several people ask whether we’re planning to get George a companion, and we’re not. He’s perfectly happy and we’ve already decided that he’s going to be our last dog. Since he’s in good health, he could very well be with us several more years (he’s 7 years old, and Great Pyrs live 7 – 10 years on average), but once he’s gone, we’ll move the chickens closer to the house and lock them in the coop at night.
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Back before the Swimmers went off to Petsmart, they had a play session on my bed.
Stefan decided to join in. Stefan is ALWAYS happy to take over a play session!
Spitz, Phelps, and Louganis watch Stefan’s smackin’ skills.
“Oooh, a kitten. HE LOOKS TASTY.” Poor, unsuspecting Louganis.
Phelps flopped down, stuck one back foot in the air, and then stopped to watch Stefan and that toy.
Fred picked up Louganis, and Stefan was all “RIGHT HERE, PUT HIM IN MY MOUF!”
Stefan gets flaily with the feather teaser.
Then he was all “Kittens is so tender and juicy at this age!”
“You had best unpaw me, Mister.”
Louganis escaped Stefan’s grasp, and Stefan stared contemplatively at the ceiling.
There might have been a feather teaser up there.
He gathered the toys around him, while Louganis watched carefully from a safe distance.
Stefan snagged the feather teaser, and was happy.
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Previously
2014: No entry.
2013: HATurday.
2012: Fred laughed and said “God, he was SO UGLY.” Which, exCUSE me, offensive! Hmph.
2011: Alice may be all grown up, but she still plays like a kitten!
2010: Please do not be jealous of my fancy photo studio.
2009: “I heard they was servin’ chocolate pudding at the Senior Center. Outta my WAY!”
2008: No entry.
2007: “Um, NO. There is NO ROOM on the platform, so move away. MOVE AWAY, I say!”
2006: No entry.
2005: Tragic.