The Dog Looks Hung Over!

This is how we found Sebastian on Tuesday morning. It was so funny. What's even funnier is Preston and I discovered that we each fed him a full can of wet food (a treat for him) before coming to bed the previous night. I guess his tummy got really full & he passed out next to the house. He was a bit difficult to wake up & was really slow-going at first, but he sure woke up happy!

The "Puppy" is Not Much of a Puppy Anymore...

Sebastian went for his check-up this week. He's only 7 months old, but you wouldn't know it! He weighed in at a whopping 69.4 pounds--at the lower end of norm for an adult german shepherd. Sebastian is expected to hit about 100 pounds by adulthood. He's such a sweet dog! He's gotten to where he likes to jump on the bed and cuddle with me while we watch Animal Planet. If I'm laying down just the right way, he'll plop right down on top of me. He must think he's a lap dog!!!

Bad Doggie!!! (Well, maybe just bored...)

We got Sebastian, our german shepherd, at the age of 3 months from the pound. He is the most friendly, happy, loving, smart and MISCHIEVOUS dog! (Pictured is the week we adopted him.) He's now 7 months old. When he was only 4 or 5 months old, we invested in the "wonderful" invisible fence. I swore, "Oh, no, he won't get out. He's smart. He knows he has to stay. We trained him by the directions."

All has been well for months, but there's one area where he passes through when I take the collar off, leash him & take him for a walk. This is the "safe zone" when his fencing collar is off. He's obviously translated this into, "I can get out this way whenever I want!"

After he's gotten out constantly for the past few days, we said, "Enough is enough," after two kids from the adjoining neighborhood called to say they found my dog. Pets--they are like kids because we spend so much money and time on them! The time is fine, but the money? Uh, it could be better. He's spoiled.

So, we've spent the whole day figuring out how to keep Sebastian home. (Don't want him to get picked up & taken to the pound, or worse--stolen!) First, I blocked off the area where he was escaping. Second, I brought him in to snuggle so he was getting plenty of attention. Third, I had Preston help me hold him down so I could shave the underside of his neck for the collar to work most effectively. Fourth, we bought a wading pool for him to play & cool off in. And, lastly, I went & bought some "Pupcorn," cheesy popcorn-type dog treats. He's also getting lots of playtime today, even though I'm not feeling well & was home sick from church today.

The funny thing is, I'd do anything to keep Sebastian around. He is truly part of the family; just like the three cats, who are the only other females in the house! (Gotta keep it even!)

A New "Phillip-ism"

So funny... Phillip went outside this morning to give Sebastian, our german shepherd, his leftover sausage from breakfast. On his way out the door, Lisa said, "Now Phillip, don't just toss the leftovers and go, give him a little attention & some hugs; let him lick you and love on you. He's wanting some attention." With a firm, "Yes, ma'am," Phillip exits. He comes back inside in less than 30 seconds stating, "I think we need to leave the dog alone for a moment. He's lovin' on his meat." Preston had to leave the room to break out in uncontrollable laughter!