I Don't Know What I Was Thinking!

As some of you know, my husband and I adopted a 1 year old Rhodesian Ridgeback Dog named Red Dog a couple of years ago.  He has been a wonderful dog and we have enjoyed him so very much.  He isn't perfect as my cats, my vacuum and my broom will attest to.  He has done so many funny things that my dear hubby started writing stories about him on Facebook and his stories were so popular that he actually started writing a blog about Red Dog.

When my daughter comes to visit she brings Maddie Jane who is also a Rhodesian Ridge back.  The fun is doubled when she comes to visit.  We always enjoy them even though the sweeping and dusting increases.  You can see where this is going can't you?

Meet Rosie.  She was a 7 week old Rhodesian Ridgeback puppy who was dumped off (probably because her ridge wasn't perfect)  Apparently Rhodesian's have about 20 puppies in a litter so if their ridge isn't perfect then that is a lot of puppies that can't be sold.  It is kind of a sad thing that such a beautiful animal is judged by how their cowlick looks.  I guess it says a lot about our current culture.  Many animals are destroyed or just dumped off because of this.  Rhodesians are awesome dogs and both of mine have an imperfection on their ridge.  Anyway, can you see why I couldn't turn this little one away? I really was quite happy with just one but kept thinking how nice it was when Maddie was around.  Then I got to dog sit for our pastor.  Their dog Rhino is a border collie.  She was great and it was nice having a playmate for Red. This led to me saying how nice it was having two and maybe we should get another.  No sooner were the words coming out of my mouth when my son tells me about Rosie.  I didn't really commit because I know how much work puppies can be.  My son then brings the puppy home and I was gone.

It has been about a month since that day and I am wondering what in the world I was thinking.  Oh my, it is like having a crawling baby or toddler in the house.  The messes...the smelly messes...the wet messes...the chewing messes...my sliding glass doors are so cloudy...my floors have little muddy puppy paw prints all over them.  Oh the messes!  The messes are everywhere and she is requiring most of my waking hours and some of the hours I should be sleeping too but despite all of the messes and lack of sleep...I still love her.  She is a sweetheart and I know that this too shall soon pass and she will be a 90 lb. mass of muscles.  She will learn and things will settle down at least to a less messy state of normal.  Until that day, I will continue to remind myself of how very cute she is.  If you would like to read about Red Dog and Rosie's antics then hop on over to Texas Red Dog Adventures.  My dear hubby can tell a tale about them that will have you laughing out loud.  
Until Next Time
Pin It


daisychain said...

What a cute story and your dogs are gorgeous x

Lynne (lynnesgiftsfromtheheart) said...

This was a darling story, I know what you mean the daughter and g-son were home for Christmas for 2 weeks brought their dog, that brought us up to 3 dogs around here. I felt as though I was running a kennel at times. lol
Come on over anytime the coffee is on the pie is ready. hugs ~lynne~

Carla S said...

I can't stop laughing. We added a mixed-breed terrier to our household to keep our Ridgeback/Golden-mix company after the death of one of our other beloved dogs. I have had many, many "You're lucky you're so cute" moments but the good news is is that he's settling in. (BTW, our Ridgeback-mix has a 1 inch ridge down her back textured like Golden Retriever fur.)