#NPCommPix - Day 22: First Thing

Always nice to wake up to a happy dog smile.

Gyspy Girl

Poor Gypsy. She got skunk'd Sunday night. Hopefully it won't take six months for the smell to go away (like last time).

Last night she was such a good girl. We've been trying to teach her that if she wants to be petted she needs to sit at our feet. She sat at our feet multiple times but I couldn't bring myself to pet her. I'm tired of smelling like skunk. Poor Gypsy.

To top it off, she stuck by my side almost the entire time she was out playing around. When I went to go get her some treats, she flopped down by the door. She actually did her dead dog look while we were in getting treats. I felt so bad. She really IS a good dog. We simply aren't using her to her fullest potential and keeping her mind active. Poor girl. We are going to have to come up with some type of plan.

I'm sure the neighbors hate us. Last night something must have startled Gypsy. She started barking at 3:00am and wouldn't stop. Mike went to check on her and she instantly stopped barking. While Mike was out, he could hear all the neighbor dogs barking. Gypsy got everyone in the area all riled up. Poor girl.

Rain Man

Meet Rain. He's my personal riding horse I've had for a couple of years now. He's not a rescue. The pic isn't as flattering as I'd hoped. I took the pic before the last freezing rain/snow storm came through. He was shivering so hard when I put him into the barn that night.


Last night was supposed to be chilly too so I put the main herd back into the barn. Just before I shut the barn up for the night and went in I decided to give the boys a treat.


When I went over to give Rain a treat, he decided to clear his nose by blowing snot ALL OVER ME! I had horse snot all over me, mostly on my face. I think he even got some up MY nose! Darn horse. But even with the horse snot, he still got his treat. What can I say, he's my man.



Figured I'd throw a pic in of each of the outside pups too. Here's Gypsy working on her statue mode. She's normally a furball full of energy when she's out of the pen. Her name definately fits her. Talk about naughty dog.

Meet Farley. How can you not love a face like this?!?! Farley is definately getting spring/cabin fever. Every morning he now whines and barks at me, expecting me to let him out. If I only had more time I would. Poor guy is starting to go gray. Poor ol' Big Fat Farley Dog.