Come on Brigid - Make it Blow Up Again!Arriving back in town, it was time to get some errands done and check on Barkley. A stop for groceries and some gun cleaning supplies (this weekends post, the care of the Savage), plus a stop at the locally owned pet store. The Choosy Pet in Zionsville. The owner is a young man and his wife and he's one of our local shooters, so I had to check it out. (When a person loves AR15's and dogs they are all right in my book). If you are ever north of Indianapolis, in the little village of Zionsville, stop in.
Of course, I had to get some of the Home on the Range Inspired home made dog treats.
I also wanted to get a toy for the dogs, as Rangebuddy had been watching Barkley while I put in some travel time. There was a lot of really cool stuff there, for dogs and cats. A three and half foot tuff stuff dynasaur (the spines are squeekies) would have been a hit, but I went for something else.
Doggie Explosives!
Hey Look Barkley - it's Mr. Grenade!
He spots it!
SIT, or you can't pull the pin!
Toss the Grenade!!
MMM. Wasn't there some hip black dude on TV that said it.. . . . Dyn-o-MiTE!
Oh, I just left you a little land mine out by the back fence as well.
Thanks Brigid! We had a BLAST!
Of course, I had to get some of the Home on the Range Inspired home made dog treats.
I also wanted to get a toy for the dogs, as Rangebuddy had been watching Barkley while I put in some travel time. There was a lot of really cool stuff there, for dogs and cats. A three and half foot tuff stuff dynasaur (the spines are squeekies) would have been a hit, but I went for something else.
Doggie Explosives!
Hey Look Barkley - it's Mr. Grenade!
He spots it!
SIT, or you can't pull the pin!
Toss the Grenade!!
MMM. Wasn't there some hip black dude on TV that said it.. . . . Dyn-o-MiTE!
Oh, I just left you a little land mine out by the back fence as well.
Thanks Brigid! We had a BLAST!
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@Brigid- My best memory of my friend was the fact that she always got under the bed and all I could see were four feet sticking out from under the bed. She made the rounds in the house during the night about every two hours and always announced the fact by a simple exhale "hoooh" as she laid back down. She was cut very badly on a rear leg, but she let me clean it, remove the hair around it and new skin it back up to last the weekend hopefully, vet if not. Very trusting soul. I miss Wasabi!
Thank you for sharing! This blogging thing is very new to me, but somehow therapeutic.
My friends have a Jack Russel who comes running at the sound of gunfire, 'cause he knows there are going to be dead gophers. And he hates gophers.
Nice 'toys' :-) Enjoy the weekend!
Those 'splody things* for Barkley look like great fun, and the pic of Barkley with two of them at once is fantastic.
Glad you made it back home, safe & sound. I hope you get the rest you deserve.
*that's what both daughters call them. Sounds good to me.
Yeah...toys like that might be a bad idea around here...considering what the other two-leg does for a living. But the kiddos would have fun. No, wait...I just imagined the next show-and-tell day. Never mind. And this is why we can't have nice things...
They look happy as pigs buried up to their chins!
Jim
Very cute story. I have pondered getting a dog but my irregular hours make that kind of unfair to a dog, a cat perhaps, more independent and not needing as much attention. I'll probably just go get a stuffed animal and call it good, LOL.
Cool toys! Great pictures for great post. I believe Barkley (love that name, by the way) is one of the luckiest dogs around!
Perfect presents! And I know Barkley was pleased to have you back. Especially with treats...
Seeing those dogs grinning brightened my whole morning.
More cookies Mom!!
Spoiled pets...er "animal companions" are soooo easy to spot.
Dogs are so cool. I think they are an extension of us. I have one is shepard/husky and the other is shepard/rottweiler and they are as much a part of the family as anyone.
Since we said goodbye to Nate, its been empty around here.
The grief is still tangible 7 months later.
Sharon, a neighbor and dog saviour, sent a pic to us of an older mixed breed. Aussie cattle dog and some other genetic mix unknown. Daisy had been living outdoors in a huge yard for 11 years, supposedly with little training.
She now sleeps next to my bed.
Seeing the joy, the playful nature, the being in "THE NOW"...so very present in Barkely and friend, it is real.
Pics and story will follow soon.
I love your stories.
I am about to adopt a rescued racing greyhound. My first dog as an adult and first ever big dog. I have lived alone most of my adult life and I am looking forward to having another soul in my house besides mine. Hmmm come to think of it, perhaps I am the one being rescued.
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