Bluebonnet's Mailbag

Bluebonnet's Mailbag

Bluebonnet asks: How many nicknames can one dog have?


Blue, Bluezanov, Punky, Lil' Punkin, Punkers, Punksalot, Bluesy, Lil' Bluesy, Bluezanator, Shorty, Shortstuff, Sweetpea, Cutestuff, The Baby, The Princess, Muffin, Fatty, Lil' Fatty, Blueberry, Lil' Blueberry and The Blueberry

Bluebonnet & Friends

The unlikely best friends: Rocky & Bluebonnet

He's black and tan. She's tri-colored.

He's mixed. She's purebred.

He's 7 months old. She's 2 years old.

He's tall and slender. She's short and stubby.

He's a he and she's a she.

They are so very different yet they can't get enough of each other. Even after leaving them alone for hours to play together they still want to show off to the parents and demonstrate their new wrestlin' moves. They have the good life.

Bluebonnet's Mailbag

Baby girl Bluebonnet,

I have pretty much had all I can take from you. Last night you crossed the line sister. You have peed in MY AND YOUR FATHER'S bed for the last time. I am not sure why did this last night or the two times before but I wish I could understand. All I can say is that you are so lucky that we had that super thick mattress cover so your ridiculous amount of urine didn't penetrate all the way through the comforter, sheet or fitted sheet to the mattress cover. Because I'm not sure you wouldn't be homeless right now, walking the streets of Northwest Austin holding up a sign that reads Will Sit Pretty for Food if pee had touched the actual mattress.

The time has come to wean you from sleeping in the bed with us. It's going to be rough and there will be a lot of tears (mostly from you and daddy), but it has to be done. You are a big girl now and you need to find a spot for yourself one one of the 3 couches, 5 arm chairs and huge doggie bed available to you. And really, aren't you tired of getting kicked about the head, stomach and spine from my jimmy-legs?

In time, I hope you will realize that I am doing this for you because I love you.

Love,
Mommy

Bluebonnet's Mailbag

Bluebonnet's Atchafalya voyage

I know Bluebonnet can't swim and I have no intention of ever testing this, however she loves the water and over Easter she went on her first canoe trip on the canal my parents live on. Here are more pics from our little trip up and down the canal.

D Family Easter Road Trip

AKA ... going from A to B.

Nothing's packed yet. Leaving in 3 hours and 17 minutes. We are so not ready.

Six hours in the truck with my husband who likes to keep the truck cabin at a cool 45 degrees and a 52 lb Basset hound that likes to jump from the front seat to the back seat to the tempo of her own cries when she's not pacing the back bench seat.

Should be awesome.

Bluebonnet's Mailbag

Dear Bluebonnet,

You are the source of all of my non-human joy. We have a deep relationship. We have a shorthand. I believe you are my soulmate. And I don't even believe in soulmates. I love our starring contests even though you usually win. We have so much in common... tv shows, preferred walking route, time and distance, we like the same people and we both prefer junk food instead of the food we really should be eating. We love to cuddle on the couch with each other. All the love I give out to you is returned to me. I can't imagine ever loving another animal as much as I love you. And that is why you will remain an only child.

Love you,
Mommy

The concerns of a dog's mama

Yesterday Kris informed me that Bluebonnet told him that the time change has really screwed up her sleeping schedule. I wish I could articulate how sorry I am for this poor little dog that she can't get her regular 18 hours of sleep per day.

Me + My dog = Bliss

Here are two cell phone pictures of me that show the truly content Tobes. You will also notice that my dog is in very close proximity. Conincidence? Probably not.

The Clean Take-Down and the Pile Driver

My life is mostly about my dog. So what! I had more fun with these two dogs last night than I do with most humans (with the exception of Feelin' No Pain and Flux Capacitor).

I couldn't actually capture Rocky's patented Body Slam on Bluebonnet but I got these other gems:

Clean Take-Down
Pile DriverI really don't even know if these are the correct wrestling terms for the techniques pictured, but they sounded funny.

Why I love my husband

The last few weeks at work have been difficult as I try very hard to seek a new and challenging role. I've had a couple things come up in my personal life that have left me either upset or confused. During the day today I called my husband to pretty much whine about one of these particular issues. He just listened to me and when I was done he said "Well here's what I think you should do... ... but ultimately don't let it ruin your day." A few hours later I received a text message that said "I left something for you on the table. I hope it cheers you up."

When I get home, I find that he has framed an 8x10 picture of Bluebonnet for me to put on my desk at work so I'll always remember when I'm away from home that my happiness is waiting for me there.

Body Slam Me Rocky!

Blue isn't much of a fighter. She often will submit to other dogs and just lie on her back and try to swat her short little legs at them as they playfully jump around her. Her new friend, Rocky, however has shown Bluebonnet some new moves... specifically, the Body Slam. Maybe someday we will be able to capture the Rocky Body Slam on camera, but until then, here's a picture of Bluebonnet just waiting for it.

I Want to Squeeze the Crap out of my Dog

It is not legal for a dog to be this cute. While I was working in the home office today, I noticed that Bluebonnet's newest obsession, Henrietta, was right next to my foot so I called her over for some Henrietta Tug of War and some fetch.

Tired dog = Happy Mommy

It's 80 freakin' degrees in February in Austin, Texas. So on a late sunny Sunday afternoon that means one thing... take the pooch for a nice long walk which accomplishes three things - exercise for mommy, exercise for doggie and a restful evening for everyone.

Lucky for me I have two choices of park in my neighborhood; one for walking a specific distance that has a track to go around and around (Schroeter Park) and one for more leisurely walking with a nice dip in the pond for your feet before heading back home (The Quarries Park). Today we opted for The Quarries Park where Bluebonnet got some brief off-leash time to run and play before putting her paws in the pond.
The proof is in the pictures on how successful I was at tiring her out.

Bluebonnet

This is little Bluebonnet. She's 2 years old. Her nickname is Personality Plus because she often ignores her mother and father and goes about her own agenda. That agenda is chock full of napping on one of the three couches in the house, sunbathing in the backyard, barking at her dog friends that play with her toys, pushing the curtain aside to see out of the window and trying to steal socks. She also enjoys a good race down the hallway, probably because she always wins. The one thing she is not good at is the staring game. She's a good starer alright but is always the first to blink. She is without a doubt, the apple of her mother's eye even if her dog modeling career is not taking off so well.

Howdy Partner!

Blue gets a stylish gift from her cousins Maddy & Char Char.