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Sun Spot

Kelli Rocha — Mon, 24 May 2010 03:00:13 +0000

Daisy is just like me… we are consistently COLD. Her most important mission in life is to find the warmest spot in the house. She gets very irritated with me when I make the bed in the morning and kick her out. Recently, I removed most of the blankets from the couch so she’s been forced to find another heat source until the afternoon sun warms her favorite spot in front of the sliding glass door in the library. This is where I found her this morning… but unfortunately for her, it won’t last long. After this shining moment is gone, she’ll head back upstairs and burrow down underneath the comforter on my bed.

Daisy’s Bed

Kelli Rocha — Sat, 27 Feb 2010 04:00:10 +0000

Most dogs have cute little doggie beds that the go to when they want to nap, but Daisy has claimed the king size bed in the master bedroom as her own. She loves to burrow down underneath the covers and sleep. She would stay there all day if we’d let her. She doesn’t particularly like it when I make the bed, but she has discovered a way to get underneath the comforter when I do. She stands on the foot of the bed and uses her paws to pull the cover back far enough for her to crawl underneath. Most of the time the only thing that sticks out is the tip of her little black nose.

Happy Halloween!

Kelli Rocha — Fri, 31 Oct 2008 05:01:14 +0000

I know, I know… I have way too much time on my hands… and I need to get a life, right? Don’t be a hater… just enjoy the photos. Happy Halloween from Charlie the Chicken and Lady Bug Daisy!

Cheech and Chong

Kelli Rocha — Fri, 10 Oct 2008 03:38:44 +0000

You don’t have to hang around this blog very long to figure out that my dogs are very important members of our family. Today was a semi-traumatic day for us. Charlie was neutered and Daisy had a “Quick” surgery. I spent my evening nursing these two who haven’t quite fully come out of their anesthetic. They are a bit wobbly, tried and slightly confused. I told Sierra they acted as if they had been smoking weed together. She asked me how I knew what that looked like since I’ve never used weed (true) and I said I just know from all the movies I watched in the 80′s. They look like Cheech and Chong.

I did have one terrifying moment when I went back to pick them up in the afternoon. When I checked in with the receptionist, she said… “The doctor would like to speak to you in one of the exam rooms.” I was a wreck. I thought for sure something had happened to one of them. All of the blood left my face and my heart started to race. I said… “Why? What’s wrong?” All I heard her say was Charlie and stomach. A huge lump developed in my throat and I started to think there was some major complication. I just blurted out… “Is he alive?” She said, “Oh yes, he’s fine. He just has a rash.” I was so relived, but part of me wanted to reach across the desk and ring her neck for scaring me like that.

Charlie’s surgery is pretty self explanitory. (A friend reminded me of a Far Side cartoon… “Charlie’s going to get tutored tomorrow. He’s going to be SO SMART!”) He did well but will be stuck with an E Collar when he’s in the kennel or left alone. He’s on antibiotic and will have his stitches out in 2 weeks.

Daisy’s surgery was a new one to me. It’s called a Nail Quick surgery and basically all they do is put her to sleep and cut her nails way back. Then, they cauterize the nail to stop the bleeding. This will shorten the Quick of her nail and then we can keep the cut back shorter.

The weirdest thing about having her home is that I can’t hear her walking anymore. Her little feet have always made a scraping sound in the kitchen, and even on the carpet I could hear her little nails clicking together. We’re going to have to be careful that we don’t step on her now.

The Basement

Kelli Rocha — Thu, 18 Sep 2008 20:50:31 +0000

Meet Charlie and Daisy. Daisy is a 4 year old Miniature Dachshund and Charlie is a 6 month old Yellow Lab. These are my babies… (Since my real babies are all grown up and appear not to need their mother so much anymore.) I’ve decided to keep my camera handy to take pictures of everyday things around my house and in my life and these two will be popular subjects. Charlie likes to follow me around the house. It doesn’t really matter what I’m doing, or where I’m going… he has to be there. Daisy will go along if she thinks there’s going to be food involved but for the most part she likes to sleep most of the day.

Whenever I go down to the basement, they wait for me at the top of the stairs, staring down into the dark abyss. I wonder what goes through their heads. If I’m there for a while, Charlie will lay down with his front paws hanging over the step. Last night I decided to take the camera with me and get a shot of these guys waiting patiently. I took the first picture, then they turned and looked at each other as if to whisper… “What could she possibly be doing?” Adorable.