Scripture Power

This is usually what my scripture reading looks like...

Ball vs. Tumbleweed

This morning I went to take Wallie for a walk.  Before we could even get past one house a random black lab decided to join us.  It reminded me of all the times I'd take Wallie for a walk in Homer and Sawyer, the dog across the street, would always walk with us.  This was no Sawyer though, today we made friends with Lucy Belle.

Lucy just ran right beside me as Wallie of course tried to sniff her goods.  I kept telling her to "Go Home" but like she would really listen.  And who can resist such a handsome guy as Wallie?  So instead of trying to fight her as I'm trying to walk Wallie around the park, I gave up, let Wallie off his leash and went to play fetch.

Now Wallie usually loves to run after the ball, but I think Lucy was stealing his thunder or he was being polite to let the lady get the ball first.  I'd throw it and both would go after it and half way to the ball, Wallie would slow down and look at me.  Either like, "MOM!  She's taking my ball!"  or "I'm cool.. I'll let her take it this time."

I spent a good twenty minutes play fetch with Lucy.  Probably good too cause she looked a little chunky and each throw she'd get more and more out of breath.. she needed the work out. I finally made her stop incase she'd have a puppy heart attack though!  She got pretty winded.

Anyways, it made me laugh because I was playing fetch with Lucy... and Wallie, well he was chasing down tumbleweeds!  Hahaha!  I was laughing so hard.  He'd run and go tackle one down and then come running back so proud as he had this massive tumbleweed in his mouth.

If you know Wallie, you know he's a bit of a nerd and gets distracted easily.  So between a ball or a tumbleweed.. he'll go after the tumbleweed.  He would be sprinting towards the ball but see the tumbleweed out of the corner of his eye and he'd instantly change his course and pounce on the tumbleweed.  It was pretty funny!  Wish I had my camera for that one!

After a many rounds of playing fetch and tumbleweed we started to make our way home.  Lucy, of course followed.  I couldn't get her to leave me.  She even followed me into the garage and up the stairs.  I called her owners but no answer.  I know if I lost my dog, I'd hope someone would take the time to track me down or make sure Wallie was safe.  So Wallie and I walked her home and no one was home.  Their gate was wide open though.  We walked Lucy to the back yard and then shut the gate and I called her owner again and left a message.  Letting them know where I found her and that we played for a bit and now she's in the backyard.  I also apologized if it's not their dog and now they have a random black dog in the back yard!

So let's hope that was Lucy's house and she's safe and sound!

A new Groomer

Well, here I go again in pretending to be a dog groomer.  You probably remember a few months back while in Alaska I washed Wallie... started brushing him and he just stood there... so I started to give him a hair cut myself.  He looked cute... but didn't have the 'Westie Cut'.

This morning Wallie and I ran to Petco to get some new shampoo and a razor- thank goodness for helpful employees that spend ten minutes telling me how to wash, cut, and take care of my puppy!

Wallie is so patient... I washed him, let him run around wild to dry off a bit, started to blow dry him and then the cutting began!

 {Before}

 {One wet puppy!}

 {Squeeky clean and blow dried}

 {Super white, and cut}

He was such a good boy!  He stood there, ate his treats, and looked at me like... alright mom, I hope you know what your doing!  I really don't, but I sure pretend good.  I did promise him that I'd have it down by summer so he wont look so silly at the dog park with a butch hair cut!

 {My handsome Wallie}

Enjoy the curls while they last... apparently he'll loose his puppy curls around the age of two.

{And this is him in the morning... I love waking up to his cute face!}