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Ya'll...

Something terrible happened. Something that may make me question my undying love for Duncan. For real, ya'll. I may not be able to love him anymore.  You know his super adorable little Doodle face?

The adorable little face that cocks its head to the side when you speak to it?

The one that is so adorably expressive? 

Well, yesterday I had to give him a bath because he's allergic to life and explodes in the itchies if you don't keep him freshly bathed.  The interesting thing about Duncan is his mouth and lips are this weird human skin color. It's sort of weird/gross/funny and we always laugh at him when we are snuggling with him. 

But yesterday, as I was bathing him, I noticed something that I dunno if I've noticed before. When you get the doodle wet, and I mean WET, his nose is all weird and pointy.  And flesh colored. And the sponge-a-form on his nose? It's brown. And attached to the weird flesh colored mouth and lips.  So-- take the weird, pointy nose (his bone structure shows off the poodle part of his heritage, at least in the face), the weird human skin color of his lips and mouth...and one really starts to realize that Duncan-- my sweet, adorable, kissable doodle...sort of resembles....

A mole.

Yeah, it's Monday, however

The weather is gorgeous

I have coffee

The A/C is no longer leaking on my furniture and carpet

Monday just always seems longer and lamer than the rest of the week, but I swear that's because I just spent my entire weekend snuggling, hugging, kissing and zerberting two of the sweetest doggies on the planet. 

           We took the pups to a different park on Sunday morning, and of course they loved it. We went out to Georgetown Bark Park this time. This is one of my favorite dog parks, mainly because it's just straight up gorgeous. The trees are gigantic and ancient, which means the park is shady almost all the time. There are bits and pieces that are out in the open, but it's nice knowing your dog at least some shade to escape to, unlike Round Rock Dog Depot-- which sort of just sucks all the way around when it comes to shade. 

The doodle is looking back to make sure he's going the right way...

It wasn't long before Stella decided she'd had enough babysitting and anteloped away. 

The young lady below attempted to love on Stella about 50 times, but she was not having any of it.

Strike One:

Strike Two:

Strike Three:

While Stella was not interested in allowing the pretty young lady to pet her, she was feeling *quite* frisky by the time this sweet old man came by:

We were desperately afraid that she was going to jump on him and knock him down, but the old man was not concerned. Stella danced, flirted and hopped around this man, as happy as she could be. He wanted to pet her so badly, but she was making him work for it.

 Eventually, though, his patience paid off, and he was rewarded for his efforts when the Donkey came to him, ready for pets and lovings. 

Such a tired baby... She's so happy here. Her head is so round, and her ears are terrible. No worry lines to be found!

Duncan's time was spent doodling around the park...

... and hanging with Daddy

It's barkbox time again! 

This month's box was aweeeeeeeeesome. And sadly, I got not a single freaking photo of the dogs eating their crap, nor playing with the toys, so I sort of fail. HOWEVER-- this is one of those times that barkbox did it SO right, that I don't even want to be sad about the 'no pics'. 

So, this months box had this cute little turtle rope toy thing. It's good. Stella took her giant dog face and chewed it.  There's some bit of beef jerky looking crap. I'm sure that will be cut in half and distributed to the dogs at some point, but I've not yet done so.

What I really want to get to, is the bag on the far left. You can see the words, "It's Purely Natural" peeking through in my shitty Instagram photo. Awesome. 

BaAnyway, Jay and I keep a couple of kinds of treats on hand for different circumstances. If we are going to leave them alone while we go out and about, our new 'go to' treat has pretty much got to be Texas Toothpicks.

These are PERFECT for just about any dog at any age. Duncan is 19 weeks old and has been loving these since day one. Stella is a year old and she loves these too. They are simple, not messy, and even though they are super gross when you think about what they are, they aren't nasty to touch, and they don't make the pups have that weird, rawhide nose thing they get when they try to eat a giant rawhide bone. The problem is that tehy are 20 dollars a bag at the pet store. We go through a minimum of a bag a week. I found these on Amazon today going between 15 and 18 dollars. I'm pretty pleased with that. However, what I wanted to actually talk about was the It's Purely Natural treats in my barkbox.  Stella freaking L O V E S them, and I thought Duncan might break my arm trying to stick his Doodle nose in the treat bucket to get one out. The flavor I was given in the box was Chicken and Brown Rice Biscotti with Sweet Potato Chunks.

I got these last night, and ended up giving them two each. They went over so well, I went on Amazon and bought 2 more bags of the Chicken/Sweet Potato and then I got a Beef and something or other to see if they liked that more. Chicken can be so sketchy, that I just hate buying chicken or chicken flavored anything.

I really am going to have to get some photos of these silly pups dancing around for these biscotti treats. For real.  

I'm so over Game of Thrones. I can't believe I even made that the title of this blog. Anyway, the other day when I was chatting with some of my friends from my Great Dane forums, we got on the topic of jackets for the dogs.

Now-- let me start off by stating the following:

I do not care for dogs to wear clothes unless it's some special, photo-op thing, but coats are different.

If you don't have one of these giant dogs, don't roll your eyes. I promise-- almost all of them HATE the cold with a passion. They just don't have near enough coat on them to keep them warm.

Here's a prime example of why we put a coat on Stella:

Look at her face. You can see the tiny bit of snow on the ground around the outer edge of the photograph. This isn't one of those moments where I just caught a good shot, either. She's literally SOOO unhappy. The wind came whipping around that corner, and she turned around and hauled butt back to me and the safety of the house. Anyway, as I was saying before, we were talking about coats for our dogs on the Dane forums, and someone suggested that I go to at Feed store to find one. I think I will, because the foal blankets look like a FABULOUS idea. 

Here's Stella in her jacket last year. Look at her. Beautiful, regal, majestic, stoic.

You people all tell me the same thing after you see photos like this: "Ohhh, Charity- you take such great pictures! And Stella, wow, she's just so   terrible  well behaved and gorgeous.  For every single photo like the one above, I take 10 like the photos below. 

Here's Hunter trying to wrangle Stella into the jacket she's wearing above:

She's biting the crap out of his arm in the photo above.

Look at her face. It's completely smashed into the ground. She could not be behaving any more terribly than she is right here.

She's full on pissy right here. She's falling out, flipping her body around, fighting Hunter at every turn.

I can't remember what was happening here-- but she's for sure still biting the crap out of him.

"Screw this-- I'm ripping it off."

Good times. 

Anyway, this year I think we're going to take her to a feed store and see about getting some horse blankets for her to wear in the winter. She's going to be so pissy and thankful at the same time.

If you've stumbled upon this site because you found me taking photos of Stella and Duncan at the dog park on a Saturday or Sunday morning, you can find them on our flickr page!

Even if I don't post updates on this site, you can always look around the slobber tales flickr , as I dump most of the photos from my camera directly onto it each week.

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