Our poor sweet Blarney was neutered yesterday.
He is not happy.
Normally, he's a ball of fire, running, jumping, playing ecstatically
with his friends Rainy & Elmo, but, he's not allowed to do that for two weeks!
Are you kidding?!
I'm going stir crazy already just trying to keep him away from Rainy and
he has to wear this lovely contraption.
Note the peaved look on his face....I had just put this on him because, of course,
he was licking his incision....why?  Because he can!  Hahaha!
Blarney's facial expressions crack me right up!
And, if he's ticked at you (for saying No is usually the reason) he'll "talk" back
at you in a long tirade and lift his paw up as if to swat you!
Here's a few photos of pre-surgery taken a few days ago.
He's such a happy go lucky puppy!  Almost 6 months old!
His coat is starting to come in with beautiful waves and feathering.
But, this sad face makes me feel so badly for him.
I prefer to look at this funny face....
Okay...I know this looks a wee bit morose, but truly, the only time
I've seen him sad is when I put that collar on him!
I'm not getting much done at all because I'm constantly having to take him out back
on a leash and stop him from being his funloving, playful self.
Give us strength!
I know we're all totally sucked in by puppy photos right?
And, I swore I wouldn't be one of those people that
shows photos of their pets all over their blog,
Sweet Blarney is just so darned cute!
And, when I noticed that the most ever views I ever had on my site was the day
I posted about Blarney's big homecoming  HERE and shared him with you,
I thought.....hmmmm.
I think they like doggie photos!
(not sure what that says about anything else I do here...but not even going to mull that one over for too long or it might make me crazy!)

Okay....so tell me he isn't the schmoosiest little pup in the whole wide world!
I dare yah!
He's so silky soft and so sweet tempered.
The other day I was sitting on a big comfy chair with my feet on the ottoman, reading my kindle (of course) and he crawled up onto me and nuzzled his head in the crook of my arm and went right to sleep....snoring gently.
He's now 13 weeks, but this was taken at 12 weeks.
His colouring has darkened up to the rich mahogony it will be when he's an adult even more in the past week and the feathering in his coat is starting to fill in.
He understands "no" and tries very hard to listen.
He sits for his supper and treats.
He almost never has accidents on the floor anymore.
What's not to love!?
Oh...okay....maybe I have a problem with the large branches he tries to bring
through the doggie door sometimes.  Or, this incredible yelp/talk he bellows at
our other dogs when he wants something they have have.  Um, yah...I've got to admit, the jumping up onto the counter with his front paws to try to get the food up there is a little
irksome.  Oh!  Best of all...he loves to grab my dirty socks or underwear out of the laundry basket which just happens to be near the doggie door, and take them outside to play with.....but he's only a puppy!
That's what they do right?
God love 'im!

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My day started out badly....up at 2am, reading that darned book
I'm so engrossed in...."A Game of Thrones" (I'm on book 4...yay!),
and sleeping intermittently on the couch.
I was pretty tired.
Then off to take my mom on a few errands and hurry back to go to the Vets
with all three dogs for shots!  Fun!
It was a daytrip and a half!
I thought I'd share a couple photos of Blarney & Dan...so cute!
Hey, if the Pioneer Woman can do it....hahahaha!

Isn't he soooo sweet?
...the puppy I mean!
Achhhh....Dan is sweet too...you'll see why in just a few seconds!
Blarney's almost 11 weeks old now!  He's growing in leaps and bounds!

And, look at this....what a sweetie for a hubby I have!
He went out to get some groceries and came back with beautiful Spring-like flowers!
For Me!
And to top it all off....
my "Jeanne d'Arc Living" magazine arrived in the mail today.
Pages and pages of beautiful French/Nordic home ideas
with absolutely NO Advertisements!
Thanks to Laurie from Heaven's Walk for directing me to
Maynard Greenhouse which is where you too can get your copy of
this fabulous magazine...you won't regret it! 
I've gone through it twice already....wonderful!

Can any of you top this beautiful ordinary day I've had?
Okay...I don't get flowers everyday...or great magazines, but still?
Soooo....maybe I forgot...just a little....
how much work a new puppy is!  Oh my.....I had to have a nap today!
I was up super early wiping up mistakes on the floor, grabbing Blarney as quick as possible when he'd squat.  Acchhhh!  It's probably really good training for our new grandchild coming in February!  He's a loving, happy little puppy, but man!....busy?!....

From gnawing on the phonebook (which sits at the bottom shelf of a sewing basket in the kitchen), to the edge of the stairs, to the baseboards, to everything wrought iron that sits on the floor.  We've moved spider plants out and hibiscus up higher, taken all off the coffee table, tried "no" twenty times at least as he attempts to chew the antique fainting couch upholstery and we give him a toy instead to chew.  He's already mastered the stairs to the second floor, so now our baby gate is back out and at that access point.  Blarney's gone rollerskating on a rolling plant stand (that the hibiscus was on!), pulled every single dog toy out of the basket and strewn it across the floor, tried like a stubborn robot to steal Elmo's dinner everytime...because he wolfs his down with his little ribcage sucked right in for the whole inhalation and is done wayyyy before Elmo!  Really?  We're up to it....just remembering how crazy that time is in a puppy's life!  We started putting him in the small side of his new crate today for 20 minutes and he whined and cried in fits and starts...remember how awful it was to not run and pick up your child when they cried in their crib....how it nearly kills you to let them get the idea that they must stay in there awhile?  He's outside right now with Dan....probably digging in the garden again or gnawing on some greenery or chasing Rainy and Elmo relentlessly!  hahahaha!  God love 'im!
Here he is....and he's not standing still....go, go, go!!!
_The moral to the story is.....I'm just a wee bit too busy with our new addition to actually
do anything bloggy and I was so looking forward to getting into my sewing today or
doing a photo shoot of our antiquing in the States treasures!

So, please be patient with me....I WILL RETURN!!!!
(I really don't want to inundate you with crazy blogs about Blarney's every move!
....although it is quite hysterical that right now he's growling and barking at a ball as he tries to "capture" it!  Hahahaha!)
The "real" reason we went to the States this past weekend was....
"Sweet Blarney"
I know.....so beautiful right?!
Blarney is a 9 week old, 18lb (wow!), purebred Irish Setter!
We've known we were getting him since October and this past weekend
was the final, exciting trip to just outside of Clarion, Pennsylvania to pick him up.
We did stay the first night of our weekend in Williamsville, New York and shopped a bit, but the Saturday when we made our way to Clarion was the most delightful.
We found a couple little antique stores and got lost in them....more on that tomorrow!

My husband has always wanted an Irish Setter and do you know there was only one person in Canada breeding them that had any puppies right now?
She was in Alberta....way too far from home.

We named him Blarney because that's what my husband's family Irish Setter was
named sooo many years ago when he was just a wee boy.
We took him visiting Dan's mom, Inez, yesterday and she cried with joy when she saw him and called him her new grandson....couldn't take her eyes off him!
It was wonderful to brighten her day!  She'll be seeing alot of Blarney.
There is a most horrid carpet of dog fur on my floors right now!
Time for central sweep installation I do believe....

The Breeder, Barbara Lockwood, lives in New Bethlehem, Pennsylvania and her business is called "Motley Acres Farm".  She breeds Registered AKC Irish Setters and Golden Retrievers and has the nicest facility I've seen for a dog breeder.
She & her husband are doing the finishing on a beautiful outbuilding that has heated cement floors throughout for the dogs.  There are separate kennels within the building that each have their own doggie doors leading out to separate runs.
It was extremely clean!  And, she kept apologizing that it wasn't cleaner....unbelievable!
We've bred chocolate labs in years gone by and we know how difficult it is to keep on top of cleaning up after puppies...it was immaculate...trust me!
I should also mention that Barbara was very sweet to meet in person....and we realized she was going to be that way when even prior to Brooke having her litter that Blarney's from, Barbara was sending us photos via e-mail every few days and keeping us updated on Brooke's health and progress and after the pups were born, she sent us photos of Blarney on a regular basis with little blurbs about him.  We were most appreciative!
We will definitely go back to her if we're looking for another pup!

Right now he's a light brownish-red colour, but his fur will turn to the deep
mahogany red as he grows up!
We also had no problems at all getting back over the border...the customs officers all fell in love with Blarney...what a charmer!
Have you hugged your pup today?
            Has anyone ever had a dog that ran...and ran....and ran....an escape artist dog?  That's our Rainy.  She's 1-1/2yrs old and her breed is broken up into 4 parts - maternal is Blue Tick Coonhound/Blue Heeler, paternal is Shephard/Akita and she's what we call "A Going Concern"! 

            In the 1-1/2yrs we've had her, we've pretty much barricaded our border fencing.   This dog has actual fingers!  When she was a little puppy, she'd just crawl over the fence, scrabbling up and beyond after getting a good hold on the top of the short gate we used to have.  And, off she'd go...running gleefully down the middle of the highway!  Not a care in the world....just "I'm free!"

            First, we added a screen to the top of the fence, but she tore through that, so up went the chicken wire to cover this side (the inside) of the screen.  Then she just started pulling herself up & over the side fences on the gate, thus the lattice.  After that, it was digging under the fence....I mean...this dog wants to run!

            Once we had this all barricaded, we thought we had a foolproof solution.  We were soooo wrong!  That's when she started jumping the fence by the cemetary.  She'd get up on the woodpile (which has since been moved out from the fence) and just leap into the cemetary.  That was okay at that time, because she was pretty much cornered in the cemetary, but now the front gate of the cemetary is broken, so it's right back out to the highway again!  This is all moot now though, because she can't get through that side anymore. 

            At one point, we had her on a long leash that reached the perimeter of the yard almost everywhere.  It was attached to a cement block, but I'll tell yah...if she wanted something badly enough...she'd just drag that block with her!  We bought one of those wireless electric fence units and took it back after reading that if your dog is particulary stubborn - our dog? what? - they would just barrel through it and put up with the shock.  Go figure!

            Slowly, while spending time outside, we decided we could trust her again.  WRONG!  That's when she started digging under the fence that's midway down the bank to the river....very awkward for Dan to fix and he spent hours and hours barricading with cement blocks, chicken wire, frost fence, rebar...you name it, he tried it.  And, when she got out...it was straight across the stairs to the east, up the hill, into the cemetary (which is open at the bank side) and right out the broken front gate onto the highway!  Fun!

            That was when Dan would go after her on foot, I'd go in the vehicle with weiners and leash in hand and we'd chase her down the country road nearby off the highway.  She really likes weiners.

            Today, I had her on the inventive, big, blue, holey ball on the end of her leash (it gets caught up in whatever she's trying to get through) and she managed to dig under the side of the stairs leading to the dock, crawl under the stairs, out the steel stairs to the west, over the steel stairs to the east and wrapped herself around a few tree trunks and some lovely vines.  Did I mention how fun this is?  I got her unhooked and led her back up to the house by her collar, went back and collected the leash and was all mucky, full of burrs and just generally not happy.

            I know we have to put a new fence in and maybe rebar every 6" along, deep into the bank, but we'll have to hire a contractor to do that.  The slope is ridiculous!  Anyway, she's back on her long leash, now attached to the deck and I hate doing that to a dog, but, it is what it is!

            I so hope you've enjoyed a "Day in the Life of Rainy"