Sunday morning our friend, Ellie, showed up from Tanzania. We'd never met Ellie before but she is here to stay with us until her family moves to Uganda next January. She is a lovely six year old Rottweiler whose owners work in the same organization that I do. They have a little girl and boy Ella and Frankie's ages so I'm hoping that Ellie won't miss her kids as much, now that she has substitutes! Ellie is a calm, submissive dog who has done her best to blend into The Pack and our family. Phew! Her and the cat have an interesting relationship. Sometimes you'll see her chase him or sometimes he'll be chasing her with his tail all poofed out. Being as he thinks that he's a dog, he can totally hold his own :)
Okay, she's not exactly "for me" but I do enjoy dogs and she is nice and easy so I will enjoy her!
Our new temporary Pack Member, Ellie
New Pack line up - missing baby Bill who is still too little to go on Pack Walks
Now I made a mistake here, faithful disciple of Cesar M*llan that I am. I thought it would be a good thing to take the Pack on a Pack Walk Sunday since walking together is such a primal thing, a good way to burn energy, etc. Well, I didn't stop to consider that Ellie would be WIPED OUT from her two day trip from Tanzania! I knew that she went walking and jogging (yes! Jogging! I can't imagine!) with her owner so figured she was in fine shape. Well, not so much!
We let her off leash and about 1/3 of the way through our walk I noticed that she was getting slower and slower. So I leashed her up again and gave her to Frankie (who LOVED a low energy dog that he could walk!) just so we wouldn't lose her!
Pretty soon though, plop. The old girl wasn't moving. Now, I could totally sympathize as Ellie is built totally like ME. Short legs (she's only as tall as little Madea!) and a VERY stocky body. An easy keeper is our friend Ella (and, um, ME!). I'd had a past experience like this with a flopping Rottweiler so after my initial panicked thoughts of either Ellie dying on her first day in Uganda and the pain and grief this would bring to her family (think two little kids like Ella and Frankie who LOVE their only dog!), or me having to lug her on my back all the way home and possibly dying myself, I remembered my past experience and just let her take a little break. After several of these she was good to go and made it home in fine shape! We're letting her rest couple more days until we take her out again :)
So yep, we are "those" kind of American missionaries now. I mean, Americans sort of have a bad stereotype sometimes with all their many, BIG, over-the-top fun things and well, we're living up to it now! Just get a load of our yard :)
Showing off my famous "touch your toes" trick. Franks like, "Wow! Mom's really breathing hard! And boy, I never knew she could do such outstanding tricks like touching her toes!"
Ho ho! The sit down trick! Oh yeah!
Woohoo! And this is simply the "over the top!" trick! Look at me go!!! You don't HAVE to breath to be able to jump high!! And look at all that room between my big flying butt and innocent, vulnerable little Frankie! Safety first man! Glad we have a bigger tramp! This boy just might live to see his fourth birthday!
And here I thought it would be hard for them to get on the trampoline. As you can see, Ella simply bounces up - not a problem.
The wee Frank has perfected the method of using one of his LONG big toes to help clamber up, much like a monkey.
Mind you it did take him a while to perfect his technique and he did have a few "How did I get like this?" moments. Never one to needlessly pamper my youngsters, I stood around helping him figure it out and offering lots of advice and suggestions:) I ain't raisin no wimp!
Thankfully jumping off is way easier. And no, he didn't land on the dog!
They are SO happy to have a new trampoline! This is a great picture of a "natural Frankie" who was laughing because his sister had just let a LOUD and STINKY fart :) She's looking pretty pleased with herself, too.