X-mas

We had merry Christmas dinner with our new friends Kelly and Shahla:

They used to live up in Woodinville and Kelly is an ex-Microsoftie as well. Shahla was a realtor but is taking a breather from that since the Vegas R.E. market is still in the process of tanking. They only moved to Vegas a couple of years ago themselves. When we got home I heard what sounded like a cat yeowling and went to the front door to see what who was making all of the noise and a skinny white cat tried to come in the house. While I like cats I figured that wasn’t a good idea, but since it was cold out I thought I’d bring the cat into the garage as it was getting below forty in the early morning. Shortly after opening the garage door I figured that wasn’t a good idea since the cat wouldn’t have anywhere to do its business, so I took one of our plastic crates and a bunch of moving blankets and rocks and made a kitty house then put out some water and tuna for the kitty. Kitty ate up half the tuna but wasn’t interested in the kitty house.

We then preceded to open presents and here’s couple of shots of the dogs with new toys:

Duncan with a new blinkie ball.

Tula with a toy sheep.

We were up late watching the tube and about 2:30 am the cat was at the back patio door yeowling but the dogs eventually scared it off.

X-mas treat for doggies

The doorbell rang, lo and behold a box was there.

I brought it inside and was promptly tackled, by two huge dogs who smelled food and would kill me to get at it. I know it doesn’t rhyme, but Josh is rushing me. Thank you Kate, Jake, Pete and Candice!

Dogs wishing they had opposable thumbs.

Dogs getting treats.

All done.

Or so we thought. Tula wasn’t having it, danced around a bit and knocked over the container.

Look at that glare.

We’re softies. More treats for dogs.

One for Duncan.

And one for Tula.

By the way, Yikes! No more pictures of me when I’m sick! – (leah)

Duncan to the vet and friends from the airport

Today Leah dropped Duncan off at the animal hospital around nine to get knocked out so they could invasively examine his willy to try to determine the source of the infection. In the early afternoon we drove down through an accident induced parking lot on the freeway to pick up Chelsea and her friend Carol from the airport. After I dropped the ladies off at New York, New York, I tried heading home on city streets but it wasn’t any quicker. Just had time to grab a bite to eat before picking Duncan up at the vet. He was pretty out of it. Lost his back legs out from under him a couple of times after we got home, but a lot of water, dinner, and some sleep got him feeling better before I went down to pick up the ladies.