The Shepherd Has Your Back

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I’ve mentioned that sometimes my husband takes Morgan along as his copilot when he goes out to run quick errands.  The other night was one of those outings, but it didn’t go as planned.  It did turn out to be memorable, though, and served to reinforce Morgan’s ideas about how important it is that she […]

You Have Been Summoned

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The last few weeks, I’ve noticed a new routine at our house that makes both my husband and me laugh.  I’m not sure how it started, probably subtly, as many routines do.  For a long time, it has been Bunny’s routine to go back to our bedroom after we start getting ready for work.  That’s […]

Too Many Cooks

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In our house, we humans have been guilty of eating a lot of fast food.  We both work and it’s often easier for Mr. Taleteller to just run through the drive through than to come home and then get through dog chores and then finally start cooking dinner.   Lately, though, we’ve been trying to […]

It’s Who You Know

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One of the things Mr. Taleteller does to help manage Morgan is that he takes her with him on short errands so she can get out and about in a little different way.  It also gives us a little peace at home.  She definitely has the German Shepherd barking gene.   While she likes going […]

The Pampered Pooch

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If you read our blog on a regular basis, you might get the idea that some of our dogs are a little pampered or even spoiled.  I think we all spoil our pets a bit to some degree.  If you’re a multiple pet household, you might even spoil your pets a little differently.  Sometimes that’s […]

A Bit Obvious

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It hasn’t been a secret lately that Flattery feels that she’s entitled to a certain amount of time with Mr. Taleteller.  Our little snuggle bug doesn’t just want affection, she usually demands it. Most of the time, this isn’t a problem, because my husband likes having one of the dogs to curl up with. The […]

It’s A Gas

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Maybe we’re just easily amused at our house, but it seems to me that some things are just funny.  I remember the good old days of dating when Mr. Taleteller never farted, excuse me, passed gas, or burped in my presence.  If one slipped, there were profuse apologies and because my husband is a redhead, […]

Attachment Disorder

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If you were to ask my husband, he would tell you that the Greyhounds are mine, while he’d claim Kuster as his. We both try to pawn Morgan off on the other, but she really is my husband’s dog. They make a spectacular obedience team, but I’m getting off subject. Lately, I’ve seen a lot […]

A Long Winter’s Nap

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I don’t know how things are for you in your family, but for Mr. Taleteller and me, the holidays are really hectic.  We have two big family Christmas events the weekend before Christmas, then two smaller family events and one more big one during Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.  Then, after Christmas we have a […]

The Cold Shoulder

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The other night, Mr. Taleteller was kind enough to go up to the photo studio with me and help me move a piece of equipment that I just wasn’t up to yet.  The Greyhounds were both up there supervising and posing for pictures once the prop rearrangement had been done.  That part is not unusual. […]