My Calico Puppy

Is that a pretty face, or what?

My girl, Lucy!  xoxo

Reunited!

The Ricardos have kept me busy this last week, so I had a bit of a delay in editing this little video I took of them right after Lucy got her stitches out.

I know it seems a little crazy that they didn't see each other for 2 whole weeks due to their spaying and neutering surgeries, but our vet advised me to keep them from running hard and jumping.  If you could see how excited they usually are when they're together, you might understand why the separation was necessary.

Also, I tend to keep them separated quite a bit for training purposes anyway.  They both love one on one time with me, and they both (thankfully!) like their crates.  So being apart isn't as terrible as it might be for some dogs that are used to always being together. 

I just wanted Lucy and Ricky to be safe, and I figured keeping them apart while they healed up was the best way to do that.  So I beg of you, please don't report me to the SPCA!

Off Leash!

This morning, Ricky let me know that he was ready to go buy a new leash.

I left him alone with his leash on for all of about 2 minutes, and then round only one bit of it still attached to him.  I guess it's his way of telling me he'd rather just run free!

But, since he still needs work on his recall, and since there is a leash law, he had to borrow Lucy's little pink leash this morning...

It takes a REAL man to wear pink!

Whipped

 Since puppies are only allowed on the patio area at Starbucks, Lucy and I went through the drive thru today because it was just way too hot to sit outside. 

Neither of us realized what a treat she was in for! The guy at the window saw her and asked if she wanted a "Whipped Puppy" or something like that.  I said no, because I just didn't really know what he said and it sounded weird.  But then he said, "Are you sure?  She looks like she'd really like it."  So then I asked him what it was and he told me it was just whipped cream. 

Oh yum.

If I'd had my camera in the car, I would've had to snap fast to get a picture of Lucy eating it out of the lid.  And then, licking it off her paws and anywhere it seemed it might have possibly dropped in the seat.

Anyway, the guy was right.  This was a whipping Lucy loved receiving!

We love Starbucks.

My tea paled in comparison to her whipped cream!

On The Mend

Ricky got his stitches out, his lampshade off, and is as good as new.

The second bit of good news is that Lucy's spaying surgery went off without a hitch and she doesn't have to wear the lampshade at all!  She just has to take it a little easy the next week.  Which means, probably no playtime with Mr. Ricardo.

One sexist thing I encountered at the vet's office:
The vet techs (which are both men) had made several comments about "poor Ricky" seeming sad after his surgery because he was "missing something". (At first, I thought they meant he was missing me  since he had to stay there overnight, but then realized they meant he was missing his testicles!)  Lucy on the other hand?... neither of those same two guys seemed to sympathize with her for having her ovaries and uterus removed.  Lucy's surgery was more invasive than Ricky's, but Ricky got all the sympathy.  Just sayin'...

In and Out

Mr. Ricardo gets his stitches out today, which means he also gets freedom from the lampshade collar and that is going to make him a very happy boy.  Although he's been uncomfortable, he hasn't complained.  Well, not vocally anyway.  He has actually chewed his way out of 2 of those stupid collars!

Still handsome, even in the lampshade!

As soon as Ricky gets the stitches out, Lucy will go in for her spaying.  Unlike Ricky, Lucy is very vocal.  And if she's unhappy, they're going to know about it up there at the vet's office!  I'm pretty sure just spending the night away from home is going turn her upside down.  Hopefully, Lucy won't need to wear the collar after her surgery.  But if she does, I know Ricky will be more than happy to hand it down to his little sis!

"I do not want to wear that collar!"

Not a Walk in the Park

Ricky recently turned six months old.  My little boy is growing up fast.  Which is great.  But, it also means that it was time for the operation.  :(  My boy will never be a daddy.  He would've made a great one.  Of that, I am sure.

I felt a little sad as we got into the car the other morning.  I'm pretty sure Ricky thought we were on our way to the park.  Or to pick out a new toy at the pet store.  I'm positive, he had no idea I was taking him to the vet to get him neutered!

"Are we going to the park?"

Back at home, we all missed him that day, and night!  Lucy walked into his room a couple of times and I'm sure she wondered where he went.

The vets office called me soon after surgery to let me know Ricky was doing fine.  But they called about ten minutes later to tell me that although he was doing fine, he was also already trying to bite at the stitches and that he would need to keep the lamp shade collar on to prevent that from happening.

So I picked him up the next morning...

"That was totally not the park!"

But Little Ricky is not one to complain.  Although I know that stupid collar is uncomfortable and hot, he hasn't cried once.  And I realize, for all he knows, that is his new life.  He has no idea that thing will be off by this time next week.

So I give him lots of kisses, scratch his tummy, and tell him how much I love him.  He's just so good natured, that for him, that is enough to keep him happy for now!

Here's some video clips of him today-  Sorry about the bad lighting, but it gets better after the very beginning...