It’s gonna be a GORGEOUS weekend - the kind of weekend where you can’t help but get out there and enjoy the sunshine. Well, unless you’re a vampire (sans sparkly)…or just super lame. I’ve been finding people to be pretty lame lately, and maybe just being a pet photographer isn’t a bad idea after all!
I take way too many pictures of them, I know. But, I love my baby girls. These two (and the husband) pretty much enjoy all the same things I do: food, sunshine, outdoor activities and being able to entertain yourself with the simple joys of life.
So, make fun of me all you want for my unrelenting devotion to my girls, but I think they know more of what’s important in life than a lot of people.
What up now?
I’d love for you to prove me wrong, but I’m not going to stick around to find out. ;)
We’ll be spending so much time out in the sun this weekend…
…that by the end of it, we’ll be all pooped out on the couch.
Have a great weekend, y’all! Get your bodies moving, feel the sun on your face and enjoy the little moments. ♥
We did this one Thanksgiving and decided to do it this Christmas: we drive to one family’s home two hours away one day with both dogs and bags of stuff and then come back to our home in the evening. Then the next day, drive in the opposite direction for another two hours with both dogs and yep, you guessed it…more bags of stuff.
It’s extremely tiring, stressful, and sort of not fun…at all. But we do this because we hate life, Christmas and all that is jolly. Nooo…I’m kidding!
We do this because we’re young whippersnappers without children but with love for our families and witty grandparents who can’t travel so well. Presumably it’s easier for us to travel because of that whole lack of kids thing, but psssh…right. Has anyone else ever tried to take a road trip with a catdeerdog?
I didn’t think so.
Here’s a photo portrayal and Mia’s thoughts on how she feels about traveling for two days in a row this Christmas…
WHAT!!?? We have to travel BY CAR for 4+ hours one day and another 4+ hours the next day!?
That’s stupid. I will glare at you the entire time like this…
Plus, you know I’m going to get carsick…
I shall pray for a Christmas miracle of seven feet of snow where we’ll be trapped and forced to do nothing else but light candles, watch movies, and snuggle under blankets with wine and hot chocolate…
Fine. I’ll try to be festive…
From the merry little catdeerdog to your family, here’s wishing you a very Merry Christmas full of fun, stress, families, food, excitement, carsickness, sleep and love. ♥
Now, let me begin by saying, I talk a LOT about Mia, the little catdeerdog, and I take way too many pictures of her. But, this blog (and hopefully future business) is basically dedicated to her, and she’s a natural in front of the camera. She used to hate the sound of it, and now I swear she strikes a pose whenever I point the camera in her direction. But anyway, I babble on about her and post a lot of pictures of her because she’s been my baby girl for the past four years or so, and she’s grown up to be quite the intuitive little creature. She senses the emotional vibe of her surroundings like no other and for that, I am grateful because not only does she provide unconditional love and companionship but she also keeps me grounded and emotionally stable…most of the time.
But this post today is not about Mia. It’s about The Candy Cam, aka Cameron, aka Cammie, aka Weenie, aka…you get the idea. It’s that other dog I don’t talk about…
Now, Cammie is Kevin’s dog, and she hasn’t gotten much of the limelight here. Mia and Cammie were forced into each other’s lives when Kevin and I began dating, and we still think Cammie sometimes wonders when the hell Mia and I are going home so she can have her daddy all to herself again. But through all the trials of the two dominant little bitches having to share a household and their coveted masters, I think they have grown to love and depend upon each other. We’ve seen them work together in the backyard to corner a rabbit, we’ve seen genuine concern from them at a joint vet visit, and we catch them every now and then snuggling up together in the warm sunlight.
With that said, we try to treat them equally. (Yeesh, we sound like those sad parents of a blended family of step-children, don’t we?) However, Mia gets a LOT of attention, mainly because she demands a LOT of attention. Cammie is a little more of a loner and would prefer to sleep, play fetch or eat food all day every day.
So, to my point…I decided to take some pictures as I played fetch with her yesterday. Otherwise, I just get blank stares from her in all the pictures if she doesn’t have anything to do. Now, she will play fetch all the LIVE LONG DAY if you let her. She would also eat or sleep all day if allowed. She knows when dinner time is and will alert us ahead of time so we don’t forget, and she is probably the most stubborn and persistent little dog I’ve ever known. She is also very clever and sometimes manipulative, but we’ll save that for another post.
But, I realized that no matter how tired she is, no matter how bleak the situation looks (Will they ever get up off the couch to feed me!?), and no matter how often someone tells her no, she will never give up. NEVER.
So, I think when I feel a little lost or hopeless and feel like giving up on the things I love in life…about MY life, I’m going to adapt my little Candy Cam’s mindset and keep pushing and chasing after those dreams until I get what I want. Because if I’ve learned anything from that stubborn little dog is that even though you may have to get crafty and try a different approach, you can obtain ANYTHING if you want it bad enough.
Sooo, did y’all give your dreams some love this past weekend? If not, you should get on that right quick!
I followed my own advice, grabbed the camera and took the Doodle (that’s Mia to you newbies) out on a little photo shoot excursion. We went to a park not too far from where we live that is adjacent to an arboretum which also accommodates a grungy, old covered bridge that I dig.
Those ears are always working.
Mia is not a fan of automotive transportation, and she usually gets car sick. However, she does love to discover the world on her own four feet. So, I think she had a good time exploring. At any rate, she did really well with staying with me and not wandering too far while off-leash as I snapped away with the ol’ camera.
Of course, she threw up when we got home. She’s a typical cat when it comes to riding in cars.
All in all, we had a successful afternoon. I tried out a few things to hone my photography skills, and Mia had a mini adventure!
Catdeerdog Rule #3: Eyes and ears open, stand perfectly still and find appropriate camouflage when exploring new terrain. You can never be too careful!
I’m sure we’ll be doing more of this as time goes on…taking pictures, having adventures, vomiting…ya know, the usual. So, stay tuned for more Memoirs of Mia!
Well, we went to visit Ross yesterday at the prison where he’s part of a dog training program. He had gotten so much bigger, and he’s still pretty cute. We played with him for about a half hour or so, and we felt completely torn after we left. Our final decision is that he’s not the new pup for us and our little family. It may sound weird to a lot of people, but we didn’t “feel” it with him meaning that even though we liked him and he was cute and all, we didn’t feel a huge connection with him. I have a penchant for weird dogs with strong, unique personalities, and Ross is a very typical standard lab mixed with whatever else…boxer, pit bull or something which is not bad but also not very unlike a lot of lab mixes. I think for Kevin and I to treat every dog in our household equally and fairly, the new dog will need to have a unique personality and a comparable temperament with our bitches. He’s very well trained for being about five months old, and I’m sure the Humane Society will have no problem in finding him a home.
Prison life is rough.
I felt pretty bummed after we left the prison and decided not to adopt Ross. So, we decided to take our girls to the new dog park in our town as Mia has never been to one, and it had been a while for Cameron.
A little background about Mia: She came into my life when she was a year old. Her previous owner was a guy who kept her in his garage while he worked 16 hour days, so she was never properly socialized with many people or other animals. Over the past four years, she’s like a new animal in that she now LOVES to walk. (She sadly didn’t understand the concept when I got her.) She rarely barks at people while we’re out walking, and even though it can take her a little while still, she warms up to friends, family and their dogs. However, she is a very dominant pup who doesn’t take kindly to strange dogs and their butt-sniffin’ greetings. And what happens at a dog park when you first arrive? EVERY dog in the park rushes to meet the new dog.
Luckily, there weren’t too many dogs there yesterday, and I have to say we’re so proud of our girls, especially Mia. She got a little snappy and growled when a couple little chihuahuas came to greet her, but she didn’t freak out too much and most importantly, didn’t bite anyone! She even got a little curious about them when she could approach them on her own terms.
It’s the beginning of a new era for this little one…I think she may be a dog after all!