Acknowledging this isn't something he should have on a regular basis, it was still fun to get Bear his first Starbucks pup cup. Which he devoured with gusto.
Acknowledging this isn't something he should have on a regular basis, it was still fun to get Bear his first Starbucks pup cup. Which he devoured with gusto.
We are not fans of fireworks, especially personal ones. They should be banned outside of professional displays. But controversial opinion aside one of the biggest reasons is it scares the animals. Case in point we discovered Bear is absolutely terrified of fireworks. He ran all over, shivered, panted, was manic, tried to climb into a cabinet, then tried to climb over the three suitcases in the back of the closet. So well pulled the two soft-sides out, laid the hard shell over and made him a hidey hole, complete with a laptop playing Bluey to drown out the noise as best we could. That did seem to calm him down and we got through the night. TLDR: People stupid fireworks bad.
Another nice spread put out by Dad, whose steaks continue to be second to none. Although I have to admit, that key lime pie in the corner might have been a scene stealer.
Up at Dad's for a 4th BBQ. The neighborhood girls built this little fort in his driveway from found bits and pieces. Just thought it was cute, he has a nice group up here.
Before we left for Seattle Bear got pretty sick. He was just not himself, no energy, afraid of everything. At first we, and the vet, thought it was kennel cough but that never fully materialized. We are pretty sure he does not do well on doxycycline and have since heard from Casie, Bridger had serious issues with it too. We took him off it the day we left and Dad has been watching him. He seems to be much better now, almost his old self again. Thank goodness, we thought we broke our puppy!
We got to Nashville a little after midnight. Just a little difference in the number of people around.