Sophie?

I think this is our dog.  I picked her up yesterday after her haircut, and she looked like this.  Yeeee, she looks ridiculous.  I think her last cut {from the same place!} was much better!

Sopie is such a freak

Meet Sophie. She's not new to the family {you've probably seen her traipsing around in the background in many of my pictures}. She's been around for 7.5 years, but I feel the need to dedicate a post to her because, while she can sometimes get on my nerves, she really has adapted to life with the two boys in the house very well, and over the course of her life, she has become less of a child to us and more of just your regular old dog.  She really is a very good dog.  God bless her.

She loves: Staring, having her belly or ears scratched, sleeping {on her back, in her bed, on the couch {tsk, tsk}, on piles of laundry, or wherever else she generally feels comfortable}, eating, treats, chewing on rawhides {preferably ones that have already been chewed by some other dog}, barking whenever she thinks someone is outside of our house, panting like crazy when we get home {to the point that it is annoying!}, following Isaac around in the hopes that he'll drop some food for her, running toward Owen whenever she hears a burp because she thinks that spit-up will follow {it's totally gross, but she did it with Isaac too...I can't make her stop!}, performing her tricks, walks, being overly friendly to dogs she doesn't know {or dogs she does know for that matter.  Really, she kind of acts like an idiot sometimes!}, playing hide and seek games {go see mama, go see daddy}, and a nice car ride.

She hates: being groomed, having her nails clipped, watching us leave the house, and having us tell her she has to wait an additional 30 minutes to eat because, "Sophie, it's too early!" or that she can't lick up all that food Isaac is spilling/throwing at the dinner table.

Here she is, staring longingly at something Isaac dropped on the floor.

P.S.  Jen, this post was practically made for you!

Well groomed

In the past week, all of us have gotten hair cuts, including Sophie. We all need to look our best for little Donut's arrival. Sophie also got her teeth cleaned. I didn't want her stinky breath all over the new babe. She's like a brand new pup!

Aren't her bows cute?

Confession

I have a confession to make: our dog is driving me crazy.

It's not that she's misbehaving {that much} or really being a bad dog in general. She's actually very well-behaved and she listens to us {for the most part}. Sure, she begs for food incessantly, and does her annoying, "I'm panting slightly more than normal, and slightly louder than normal so I KNOW you hear me, now give me some of your food!" attitude, she sheds all over the house, and tries to get into trouble when she's outside. But really, generally, she's a very good dog. She just....never leaves my side. I swear she's glued to my feet. I bet I've stepped on her five or more times today alone. If I leave for five minutes, she's so hyper excited when I return that I'm worried she's going to give herself a heart attack. Wherever I am, there she will be. The worst part about having this furry thing glued to me? She stares! All.the.time. And not just a concerned stare, it's more of a "you have a huge, monster zit on your face that everyone stares at" stare. In the recent past, she's even annoyed my dear husband so much that we joke about putting her in the $75 or less section of the local paper. We could never part with her, she's really a part of our family - I just wish she wouldn't be a creeper too.

Now, off to enjoy my husband, son, and creepy dog. :)

Queen

Apparently, Sophie still thinks she is queen of the house. I caught her sitting on her makeshift throne today!

"Yes, I'm looking at you, faithful servant. Clean up this mess."
What a diva.

Free to a good home

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P.P.S. The male model is mine. ALLLLL mine. Oh yeah.

Mush, Sophie, Mush!

It was so gorgeous outside today that I decided to take the kids for a walk. I think Sophie forgot that she's supposed to be a dainty pomeranian that walks right along-side the stroller. Instead, she tugged and pulled, and basically gave Isaac the walk for me. All I had to do was follow behind! Next up...Iditarod!! Mush, Mush!

P.S. We're so dangerous, we walk down the middle of the street!! Actually, Sophie's so careless...it's her fault!

Pocket Sophie

Do you live in a cramped apartment and don't have room for a real pet? Have you always wanted a pet but don't have the time to take care of one? Missing something to cuddle with at night? Then we've got what you need. Introducing the Pocket Sophie! She goes anywhere and doesn't require any maintenance! Play with her when you have time and then stick her on a shelf when you're done. No barking, no shedding, no feeding. Pocket Sophie is already house trained. She will never whine, and will always be waiting for you when you get home. Take her to bed for a quick cuddle before going to sleep. She's as soft as can be!

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Leash and hot male model sold separately

Caution: Never leave Pocket Sophie near vacuum cleaner, open flame, or sink.

Making friends

Looks like Sophie is starting to like Isaac more! Actually, she just likes him because she eats his spit-up. Puke me. Isaac likes Sophie because he has discovered he can pull hair, and she has plenty of it. Let me tell you, Sophie is THRILLED about this. Here's a recent pic of the bond developing between our two little ones. Isn't it precious?

Little panther

Check out our little panther from last week:


Oh, to go back to last week. Isaac is really sick with a cold right now. He's miserable and no one in our house is getting sleep...not even the dog. She's too busy following him around hoping that he will spit up so she can lick it up...disturbing, I know. Here's proof {she is even licking her chops, that sicko!}:

Much better

Remember this fiasco last time we got Sophie's hair cut? Her most recent groom was much better, and we feel like much more responsible pet-owning parents! :)


P.S. Sorry, the pictures are a bit fuzzy, I took them both in a hurry.
P.P.S. I think I'm back online safely. Keep your fingers crossed!

Sling thing

Today, we received a gift in the mail from a couple of friends: the Peanut Shell sling! When I found out Blake and I were expecting, slings were one of the first baby items that I really researched and decided that I wanted. Upon receiving mine today, I realized that they are a bit tricky so getting Bubs in and out, initially, will take some practice, but I'm so excited to use it. I also wanted to test the sizing to see if I needed to send it back for a larger one, but it's hard to figure that out without something to stick in it. So, I borrowed Sophie (I figured she's about the size of a 4-month old child), and put her in the "kangaroo carry." I'll have to wait until Bubs arrives to test out the newborn cradle, but Sophie seems pretty content in the kangaroo carry don't you think? {Check out her little toothy smile!} :)


Please tell me you laughed a little at that photo. I think it's mighty funny. Bonus: For those of you antsy to see the nursery, this photo provides a little sneak peek! :)

Sophie's new trick

Step 1: Get Sophie to look out of the window like a tiny person. {Check}


Step 2: Teach her to wave hello and goodbye to all passerby. {We'll get back to you on this one!}

Step 3: Also train her on how and when to water the plants. Clearly the plant in the picture is wilting, and I am most definitely not a green thumb.

Could she be more talented?!

What have we done?

Blake and I decided last week that it was finally time to take Sophie back to a professional groomer. We had been trimming her mane ourselves, but it's a messy process, and her undercoat was starting to get really thick, so she had her official grooming appointment today.

It turns out, we should have scheduled a grooming appointment for her a lot sooner. Her undercoat was so thick, that they had to take quite a bit of hair. She even had a bow in her hair when she was done {pink is definitely not her color!}. Actually, when we picked her up, I almost didn't recognize her. We had a few "dress-up" laughs at Sophie's expense, and I'm pretty sure she's having an identity crisis. Even though everyone was laughing at her, Sophie took it pretty well. See the before and after shots below:

BEFORE {looking pretty normal}

AFTER {Doesn't she look adorably...ridiculous?}