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Lancelot Picspam! (And Alex Too)

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"About as much fun as a bag of weasels"...when I first saw this Irish adage, it made me think of the life of a writer: sometimes perilous, sometimes painful, certainly interesting. My paper journal has always been called "The Bag of Weasels." This is the Bag of Weasels' online home.

Lancelot Picspam! (And Alex Too)

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I don't need to be told how woefully behind I am on posting pictures of Lancelot growing up. I still have pictures on my camera, but these will take us from his early puppyhood till October, when Lancelot was about four months old. (He's nine months now already, believe it or not.) I'll try not to take months this time in getting the rest of the photos up on my journal.

The dogs have continued to be completely different from each other. Lancelot is more the typical Golden: he loves to retrieve, and he aims to please. Alex is more a rebel. (He takes after his Mommy!) He's defiant and can be really difficult. Alex and I actually had a falling out a few weeks ago when we couldn't really stand to be around each other. He was acting out, and I was responding and not very nicely. But we're working on our relationship, and things are much better now.

Lancelot's mother was a red Golden. Lance, too, has turned red, whereas Alex is really pale in color. And, I have to say it, and, yes, you can accuse me of bias, but Alex is the most beautiful Golden Retriever that I've ever seen. I stand in stores, thumbing through books about Golden Retrievers looking for one more beautiful than Alex, and I can't find one. There are times when he runs in the yard with those feathers on the breeze, and he's simply stunning. And those eyes ... his eyes could melt anyone. Bobby and I think that the true judge of evil is whether or not a person thinks that a Golden Retriever puppy is cute. And we further think that Dick Cheney and Karl Rove probably eat Golden Retriever puppies for breakfast! :^P

Lancelot, on the other hand, is just downright cute. He doesn't have big soulful eyes like Alex but little black beady eyes. I call him Ragdoll because, now that his feathers are growing out, with his messy, patchy hair and his black-button eyes, he looks like a ragdoll.

He also does something that Bobby calls Shake-a-Butt. Whenever he is excited to see someone, his entire butt wags back and forth like a hula dancer. We still need to take a video of that.

Then, he does something that we call Pacman. When we come home, just like the Pacman games, he is unable to stand still. He scampers all around the house and one can imagine him scarfing down little yellow pixel-beads. We make the Pacman gobbling sound--wahwahwahwahwahwahwah--whenever he does this. And he does this while also doing Shake-a-Butt, which looks pretty hilarious.

I know, stfu and get to the pictures already!

Lance was intimidated by going down long flights up steps for the longest time. Short flights--like the back steps--didn't bother him at all. It got so bad that I had to train him one step higher each day till he could do the whole flight. Here, he contemplates the terrifying length of the basement stairs:

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When Lancelot was small, he loved to cuddle with Alex. Alex ... tolerated it. He would usually lay still until Lancelot fell asleep. Then he'd get up and move a few feet away.

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Now that they're both mostly grown up, Lancelot never wants to cuddle. Alex, on the other hand, spends an hour each night sleeping on the couch with his head on my shoulder while we watch movies.

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Alex getting ready to enjoy the Ravens cookie that he got for his birthday.

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The dogs aren't allowed to hang their heads out of the window since this can be dangerous and bad for them (grit in the eyes, especially), but they are allowed to enjoy the wind in their faces through the open window.

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Before they are allowed to have anything to eat, they are expected to be gentleman. They know the command "Gentlemen" means that they have to sit down in front of us and be still. Two gentlemen:

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They learn this one pretty fast!

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My garden gnome!

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Being truly spoiled dogs, Lancelot and Alex have their own pool.

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Their Daddy has two feet but, of course, they have to crowd around just one.

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I can almost hear Alex thinking, "When will this snuggle phase pass?"

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If I go into the basement, the Goldens both become immediately concerned. "What is Mommy doing? Is it worth us going down all of those steps to help? What if she needs us? What if she's in danger? Maybe we should go downstairs ..."

By that time, of course, I'm done doing whatever I was doing and have come back upstairs.

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Bobby pre-beard with his new baby.

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(I told Bobby today that it's kind of funny, since he's grown a beard and had about three different hairstyles since we got Alex, in the Photobucket album for dog pictures, it seems he looks different in every picture that I have of him.)

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Oh, and his hockey jersey is for Alex Ovechkin, our Alex's namesake.

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Baby's first bath.

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Unlike Alex, Lancelot loves baths and loves the water.

But he looks pretty miserable here.

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Lancelot is really doing a good job of helping Alex with that huge bone.

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Lancelot is also his Mommy's baby. In other words, it fits that a dog of mine would curl up every night in a beanbag with my cloak and his Daddy's chainmail.

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And now, after all that posing for pictures, Lancelot needs a rest.

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  • *SQUEE*

    I know it's mean, but I love watching puppies who are just learning how to walk up and down stairs...
    • It's so cute! They hop like little bunnies!

      Lancelot could jump up on the couch almost from the day we got him. But it took weeks to get the courage to try the stairs! :^D
      • Hee! Ozzy was scared of walking down stairs at first, especially on our back porch. His method of trying to avoid learning? Jumping straight over the side of the porch and getting stuck in the bushes surrounding the porch on the way to the ground! *points at icon* Then he learned fairly quickly after that incident. ;D
  • :D :D :D

    CUTIE!
  • BEBES!

    xxxxoooo
  • They are so cute :) :) :)
  • It's difficult to choose the cutest. I think I'd go for the guys at the top of the stairs to the basement but it's not easy.
    Has Lancelot ever bitten Alex's ears? That's the situation at home with Benito -a.k.a. the little monster- in the middle of the teething thing so biting whatever he finds, hands, feet, dog's neck and ears (he hasn't tried anything with Angelica, though. She looks as though she'd shred him if he dared so...)
    • Alex and Lancelot both bite each other on the ears and jowls ... sometimes, while "playing" in the backyard, one will drag the other to the ground by the ear! But Lance was not a biter during teething (Alex was). But my in-laws' dog--also a biter during teething--used to latch onto my parents' poor patient Golden-setter mix Crosby: ears, lips, face, whatever he could grab.

      Benito sounds more like an Alex than a Lancelot. :)
  • You know, you could make a killing if you distilled all that essence of kewtness and sold it by the dram. :^)

    My favorites are the photos of the "gentlemen."
    • I'd just as soon horde it. Mwhahaha! ;)

      The gentlemen and the Goldens at the top of the stairs seem to be the sound favorites. This makes sense as these are two of the cutest things they do in real life!
  • Oh Too cute! We both just looked at the puppy pictures again (hubby and me) and they are both so cute. Such different characters, the way they look into the camera alone (is it me or is Lance's snout shorter?). I think my fav is the gentleman pose (especially the first one). :) Although, don't make me choose! Your boys are just too adorable for words.
    • Yes, Lance has more of a typical Golden Retriever head: the shorter snout and broader head. Alex has a very graceful form but, Eru, he is a beautiful dog. (I know I'm biased but I also know that he is beautiful enough to literally take my breath away sometimes!)

      Lance is also reddish in color now whereas Alex--as can be seen in the pictures--is very pale for a Golden Retriever.

      And thank you. :) I'm glad that you and your hubby both enjoyed the pictures!
  • Ah, you're such a typical mommy. First baby gets the full baby book, lovingly recording every little burp and yawn. Second baby gets a slimmer, pared-down edition.

    The boys are adorable, though. I especially like the photos where they're sitting together, like the one at the top of the basement stairs. Alex and Mini-Me.
    • That is too true ... I actually took more pictures of Lance in babyhood because I learned from Alex that, yes, they do grow that fast. (Other Golden parents had warned me, but I had to see to believe that, by 12 weeks, they're not babies anymore.) But I was far less diligent about posting and sharing his pictures.

      Those are my favorites too. :) They looked a lot more alike when Lance was a baby than they do now. He's got a completely different shape, and he's also reddish in color, more like an Irish Setter. Alex looks like ... Alex.
      • It's amazing how animals have such individual faces and personalities. You don't realize it when you read all the books about how to take care of them, which have illustrations of show-perfect examples of the breeds, but animals really do have distinct identities and personalities.
  • awwwwww they are so sweet! And he does look like a garden gnome!!!! And that one of Alex, he looks like he's smiling! And I think we have the same blue pool as you guys!

    He also does something that Bobby calls Shake-a-Butt. Whenever he is excited to see someone, his entire butt wags back and forth like a hula dancer. We still need to take a video of that.

    Dudley does that too! We call it wiggle-butt. :)
    • Awww ... Lance isn't only hula-dancing dog then! Or, as we like to call him, our little salsero. :)

      I think it's so funny that we have the same pool! So other people buy pools for their dogs! :^D Now, if you tell me that your dogs also get a weekly Italian ice, then I'll be really happy!
      • hah yea, those pools are pretty popular... my friend had a bigger kid pool for her labs so I just got some simple one at kmart around the corner. took some convincing but now they love it... but when the pool isn't out they jump in the fountain now. silly pups!

        They don't get Italian ice but if we are out for a drive they get some french fries and a meat patty. ^_^
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