Today, something terrible happened. I hit the blog brick wall. I went to write a post...and nothing came out. Seriously. I am going to chalk it up to working a lot lately and this cold that I have. It's yucky...snot x 1 million.
So I was thinking, what should I blog about? Then, my little bunny bears started barking at the burglar (which was actually only the wind), so I figured that I would write a little about them.
I have two dogs. Diesel is a blue pitbull and Cashmere is a yellow lab. They are both almost two years old. I picked them up on the exact same day and brought them home together. They have been best friends ever since.
Diesel was the runt of the litter and was sick after he was born. Nobody wanted him and he was the last one left of his litter. They actually didn't expect him to live. He weighed 5 pounds when I first got him. He has been a little sicky ever since. He has had to have eye surgery and a spinal tap. Plus, he just finished heartworm treatment. He doesn't know that he's ever been sick though, so shhhh, don't tell him. He weighs about 80 pounds now and I truly think he would've died if I hadn't taken him. He is a total mommy's boy and would love to be a lap dog if it wouldn't smother you.
Cashmere weighs about 76 pounds and is the crazy, hyperactive dog. She never EVER stops running, jumping, panting, sprinting, etc. Endless energy, I tell you. I wish I could bottle it up and use it. She follows Diesel's lead and is definitely the laid back one. I taught her to "shake" one day and now she does it all the time. No lie. If you even talk to her, she tries to "shake" with you so that she will get love/treats/praise. : )
Here are a few pictures of the lives of Diesel and Cashmere. (Okay, a LOT of pictures.) If you don't like dogs, just skip this post! : ) (But you should love them.)
Bringing Cashie home.
She was so little and fluffy.
Diesel's first bath.
I think he looks like a rat. Ha.
They were instant best friends, but Cash had a rough first few nights. She whined and cried through the night for about 2 days. It was so sad.
It was a long and rough first day together.
A fluffy little bunny.
Getting so big.
We take them to a ballpark sometimes to let them run and play.
I was laying out one day and looked up to this.
They have made lots of messes.
They've taken lots of naps.
They've taken trips in the car...which always ends with puke.
(These are my two favorite pictures of them...little angel bunnies!)
They've snuggled with daddy.
Diesel has endured this evil contraption...twice.
(After eye surgery)
The rocking chair is Diesel's favorite place...just like mommy.
We fight over it. He usually wins.
Their first Christmas.
Just hanging out.
They celebrated their first birthday together!
They've gotten really dirty together.
Then had to endure the horrible cleaning torture.
We have had lots of fun in our almost two years together. Here is a current picture of the bunnies:
Sorry if that was torture for y'all. That's what happens when you hit a brick wall. : )
I'm going to blow my nose now. Goodbye.
(PS: Please forgive the crazy picture layout in this post, I couldn't get them all aligned, then I just gave up.)