Storms rolling in, but sooooo summery out

Almost 90 today with dew points in the 70s. You better believe we went swimming.
I'll take this over the -20s anyday.

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What a gorgeous weekend! We are making the most of it with a dusk walk. Nummy. We love spring...

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Who's stealing my Nonnie and why?

Observe: Ann ("Nonnie") finds not just my running shoe, but Dave's slipper on Keller's bed yesterday. Keller was apparently missing the both of us. And it's just the one she takes, and she sleeps by it/them. Except for today, when she decided to actually chew on them (or as I just told Dave on the phone yesterday, "She's been good - she hasn't chewed any of the shoes for about a month....")

I learned something about Keller tonight. She doesn't tolerate not being the center of attention. Nonnie has Ella for the night and Keller can't figure out why she's not being given the cooing and fun. Ella also tested out those vocal chords tonight and Keller thought she had done something wrong, she cowered and stared at me as I alternated petting her, watching the Office, eating my dinner, and doing homework. Then she tries going over to Ella, cowering and wagging her tail. She's probably thinking, "Who are you and why are you stealing my Nonnie?!" My heart is sad for Keller. I wish she knew that she was still just as much loved. It also makes me realize that when we have kids someday, this is going to be a big change for her, and not an easy one.

Trip to Grandpa/Grandma's

Keller ventured with me to Neenah last weekend. Of course she was spoiled (duh!), and she didn't get a lot of running in, so she was a bit squirrely. So here she is in her squirrely self at Conni and Brian's, solo and with the kids. :)

P.s. she rarely smiles at the camera - so this is GOLDEN!

Ticky ticks

Ticky ticks is what I call ticks. I tend to add a "y" on the first word and double the first word when I talk to Keller.

"Do you want a treatie treat?"
"Want to go for a walkie walk?"
"Where's the squirrely squirrel?"
"Did you farty fart? You're a farty fart."

Etc.

Anyway. Where was I....oh yes. The first tick of the season got pulled off Keller. A nice wood tick. Early April...sounds about right! I know exactly where it came from, too: the dog park. I found it while giving her a bath (because she reeked like dead fish from the lake...and there are dead fish in there...I know because she found one today) and I thought it was a stubborn mud spot on her face. Wrong! Pulling ticks off doesn't gross me out anymore. It used to majorly. But I taped it up and set it aside for Dave to see, and now I can't remember where I put it...

Faily fail.

Keller shares her love in strange ways

My dog misses me during the day. Nonnie snapped these pictures yesterday and today. Keller's done this before - she'll pull out a shoe or two and either get the hankering to gnaw on it or to just...sleep by it. So that's what she did yesterday and today she decided to pull out my scarf...my slipper...my shoe....and then downstairs...she went through our laundry basket...and pulled out many of the fine undergarments in there.

I love her. This speaks mountains to me of her love for me (and hubby). Thanks to Ann for taking these pictures. :)

It was a bit cool today, but the sun was out, so Dave and I took an anxious dog for some exercise for the day. The Bloomington Dog Park continues to be an evolving mud hole...in spots. Tis the season. :) Keller, somehow, has become very well aware of where she's stepping - she hesitates before jumping over mud. I think she finally knows that if she gets dirty, it's BATH TIME!

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