Fresh Breath

Chloe has had awful awful and I do mean awful breath for the past couple of weeks.  I'll admit it.  We are bad dog parents and never brush her teeth.  We decided that desperate times call for desperate measures:  we took her to have her teeth cleaned.  We left her at the vet in the morning and they put her under to do it.  

She was not a happy camper when picked her up that afternoon.  She pouted for a couple of days.  Poor little Chloe.

 Wearing her little bandage to cover up where they put her IV in.


As if that wasn't a bad enough ordeal for her, a couple of days later one of her um hum.... glands ruptured.  You know the ones that cause her to get backed up so to speak.  So back to the vet we went for some antibiotics and gland squeezing.  They asked if I wanted them to show me how to do it.  Um, pass.

The Love/Hate Relationship

I don't know why I haven't blogged about Chloe and Hudson yet.  Chloe was our "child" before we had Hudson so it was quite the rude awakening for her when someone new came along to take the attention from her.  

She barely gets noticed these day.  I guess I can't blame her for her hatred of Hudson.  He crawls after her and lays on top of her, pulls her hair, slaps her face, and our good little dog doesn't bite, snap, or anything.  She just turns her head like she has smelled something bad and runs away.  

I'm really not sure who I feel the most sorry for:  Hudson who loves Chloe so much and wants to follow her around and lay on top of her or Chloe who hates Hudson for steeling her thunder and pulling her hair.

It's a true love/hate relationship:  Hudson loves Chloe and Chloe hates Hudson.

The Snow Weekend

I'm a little behind on my blogging. Casey got me a mac for valentines (soooo not typical but a very pleasant surprise!  although I'm beginning to think he bought it so he could have a new toy to play with.  Whatever...I'll take it!) o the learning curve has been slowing me down. 

Anyway, last Friday it snowed. I told casey when it started that it wouldn't stick. Next thing I knew we had several inches. Shows what I know. We took hud out for a second while it was snowing.

He held out his little hands and just blinked over and over.

Saturday we got out in it a little more.

Turns out he loves eating snow. He kept trying to pick it up and put it in his mouth even though he had gloves on.

My oldest child built a snowman and our girl ran laps around the yard as fast as she could.

Saturday we ventured out and took Hudson to his first hockey game at the Gwinnett Arena. He did better than iIthough: hardly any fits and he lasted until around 8:30. He loved watching all of the lights, hearing the noise and holding a faux puck.