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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.

Alex Pic Spam!

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Since I was busy through all of December, I missed posting my Alex updates. Alex had a vet's appointment a few days ago...he doubled in size again and now weighs 30 lb (13.6 kg). He's now big enough to jump onto the couch, and his coat is darkening as well to his adult coloration.

To offer a comparison....

This is the first picture that I took of him when he was a mere nine weeks old.

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This picture was taken on this three-month birthday. (He will be four months on the fifteenth of the month):

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These are all of the pictures that we have taken of him in the last month or so. They are chronological, so it is possible to see him growing!

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This was before we got the new gate and we still had the old one rigged with tray tables to keep him from climbing it. He's on the outside, looking in.

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This isn't Alex, but rather me with Alex's octopus on my head. Alex, you see, is into marine science just like his Mommy and Daddy. He has two octopus toys, an alligator, and a frog.

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This football toy is the most annoying toy in the world, so of course, it is Alex's favorite. Aunt Sharon and Aunt Kirsty bought it for him because they not only got to go home at the end of the night but fly across an ocean from it. It doesn't just squeak but shrieks in long durations. Many a morning, I have been awakened at 5 a.m. to the sound of a shrieking football.

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But Alex is learning to be a retriever with this toy: His new favorite game is to play fetch with it.

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Aunt Sharon and Aunt Kirsty took this family photo of us. It only took three tries to get it right.

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Alex gets a bath every other week on Wednesday. Bath days are fun for us because baths make Alex sleep for the rest of the night. Like this:

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And he smells much better too!

Here, he wants to be part of what Mommy is doing, but he's oh so tired!

"I can't..."

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"...keep my..."

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"...eyes open...."

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I have deprived everyone of the second part of this picture, where Alex begins to vigorously hump his lair.

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Alex wants to be a hockey player like his Daddy.

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Bobby and Alex are in identical positions here. It's kinda funny.

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Alex pretending to be somewhat dignified.

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This is Alex hiking with us at Patapsco Valley State Park on the Vineyard Springs trail.

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A stuffed alligator for the carpet alligator....

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After his most recent bath, he fell asleep against my leg, soaking my trousers and thus getting his revenge.

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  • Aww, puppy!! All legs!

    I was reminded of you today, thinking about how you were treasuring Alex's puppyhood since he "won't be able to sit in your lap when he's full grown", because my 10 year old ~70 lb dog crawled into my lap (despite the computer, which I had to quickly move lest it be squished) without so much as an "if you please". :)
    • Yes, I spent the morning tied to Alex, literally...my sister-in-law and her boyfriend spent the night at our apartment and were trying to sleep/play the Wii (which requires enough movement to entice a hyperactive puppy into annoying misbehavior), so I leashed Alex to me. At one point, all elbows, he decided to clambor into my lap.

      It still works...sort of. But not for that much longer, I suspect.

      Though I expect that Alex--like your "baby"--will continue to try for many years still to come!
  • If I see any more Alex pictures, you're going to have to clean up the mess made from my melting all over the floor! *squees yet again* :D

    And bleh, I'm feeling sick, too. I'm so not fond of this season. :P
    • The good news for you is that he loses some puppy-cuteness every day. (Though I still think he's bloody adorable!) Now he is--in the words of my father-in-law--a gangly youth. Or a rangy adolescent, as I call him. A horny adolescent too!

      I hate this season. Even if it is in the 60s, January and February just suck. And so do colds that refuse to go away. Hope you feel better! *sends chickenless noodle soup and squishy, warm Elves*
      • I'm afraid that grown critters don't have any less effect on me than the babies... dogs are every bit as adorable as puppies in my book! Puppies are just easier to pick up and carry around. ;)

        Aww, thanks! *shares the Elves (assuming that won't just spread the colds around some more!) and wishes you recovery as well*
        • That's me too. Sometimes while hiking with Alex, we'll meet adult Golden Retrievers. They make over little Alex while I make over the big dog!

          And there are certain breeds that always melt me: the long-haired retrievers (Goldens, flatties), Shelties, huskies, Great Danes....

          The Elves should be good to go. They can't get sick themselves, and I bathed them thoroughly made them bathe thoroughly before sending them along. ;)
          • Hee! I prefer the way adult dogs look you in the eye and have better manners and stuff... and somehow it's cuter when an adult dog acts all frisky "like a puppy." :D

            I never thought I'd be a dog person until I got shelties. They're such teddy bears. :D And I've never really met a golden retriever, but it seems like everyone around here either has one of them or a sheltie. My mom and I call Goldens "Frisbee Dogs" because there's a house in our neighborhood that has two or three Goldens that are always playing with frisbees and looking so happy while they're at it. (We call Alex your "baby frisbee dog" at the moment. ;))

            The only canine specimens I've come across that I didn't like was one yippy little bischon frise a former friend had, and the huge dog who stayed at my house as a guest for a while in late 2005/early 2006. The big dog was especially freaky because she was big enough to reach onto the stove and steal our dinner, had terrible manners (she *did* steal our dinners--and the cats' food, and our dogs' food...), and I couldn't physically restrain her the way I could with my little shelties (because those two were actually smaller than me :P). One time she stole a pork chop from the stove top, and I tried to get it out of her mouth before she swallowed a bone and had digestive problems as a result, but before I could, she crunched the bones up an ate them like they were nothing more than potato chips! O_o

            Er, yeah, semi-random story there...

            Hee, what did Nelyo get bathed in, dare I ask? ;)
            • I tend to like adult dogs better too. Alex honestly exasperates me sometimes. (Further proof, I maintain, that it would be honest cruelty to allow one such as myself to have kids!) Before Alex, I'd only ever trained adult dogs, and they have a longer attention span and fewer annoying behaviors like, "Treat! Treat! Let me jump straight up and snap repeatedly at Dawn's hand!"

              But Alex gets better every week, and he's learned Mommy is Alpha Dog (more so than Daddy even! :^P My parents remarked that Alex looks sharp as soon as he hears me say, "Aleeex..." in that tone of voice!)

              I feel for you on dogs that misbehave and have no manners. My inlaws' dog is an atrocity. He's not large--half-Golden/half-Beagle--but until recently, I honestly could not stand to be around him. And I love animals; to be unable to stand one is pretty extreme. He would bark all throughout meals. No one could touch his toys or his bones or he'd bite so hard to draw blood. He would also get onto tables and counters to steal food. And no one could discipline him, of course, unless that person wanted to be in the ER for stitches.

              My behavior guide for Alex has basically been the exact opposite of how Toby behaves! As long as he understands that Bobby and I are in charge, I'm happy. That's a good start. The rest will follow--and has.

              So, how 'bout them tangents? :^D

              Hee, what did Nelyo get bathed in, dare I ask? ;)

              Wouldn't do much good if I'd bathed him in his clothes, would it? I had to get all the dirty parts clean! *evol evol grin*
  • Alex is so cute. I want to make icons of him!
  • He's really turning into a dog now. Baby animals all look sort of alike -- kind of like hamsters or stuffed toys. But the latter pictures really bring out Alex's dog-ness.

    I also like that the first two pictures are of the exact same activity -- chowing down with that water fountain in the background. You can really see how Alex got to be the size he is today.
    • Right now Alex is 90% legs, so instead of a hamster, he looks like a rangy colt.

      And he eats like a horse too: between 2 and 3 bowls of dry food and a half-can of wet food each day. Yet he's still skinny as a rail, so yes indeed, they provide evidence of how he has grown so fast!
  • CUUUUTE! Very, very cute!

    And in return I retaliate with small cat pic. Findekano Silverpaw at 9 weeks:

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    He's seven months now. Damn, we've got gorgeous pets!

    • Oh my goodness! Look at those big baby ears! And those fuzzy paws! And his markings!

      He's so precious. Thank you! That made my night.

      Damn, we've got gorgeous pets!

      Damn right we do! *grin*
  • Aww, he's all legs! So darn cute!
    (rubs his ears, and then entices him into a game of tug o'war).

    Checks forehead, yes I'm running a temp; I think I have a case of puppy fever.

    If he hasn't chewed the squeaker out of the toy yet, you could, um, help that along.
    • I think that all that grows on the dog are his feet, his legs, and his ears! The rest of him has stayed the same size. :^P

      He loves tug o' war. He'd like you! And it's a little more challenging now that he's 30 lb than when he was just 8 lb!

      If he hasn't chewed the squeaker out of the toy yet, you could, um, help that along.

      Lol, I won't tell him that you said that. ;)
      • And it's a little more challenging now that he's 30 lb than when he was just 8 lb!
        Heh, just wait until he's what, 80? pounds.

        Squeaky toys never lasted long around my house, a week max, usually less. Except for the hedgehog that my dog found over at my neighbor's house and they oh so kindly sent home with us. I finally had to put it out of reach at night.
        • Alex hasn't figured how to get the squeakers out of his toys yet. (Though he's not allowed to be alone with these toys; I won't take my chances!) So far, he just walks around with them clamped in his jaws, mashing his teeth up and down on them so that as he walks, it's *squeak squeak squeeeeak squeak* until I make vague threats about where I'd actually like to put that squeaky toy....

          Though it's funny, weeks later, I barely hear them anymore. It's like, "Oh, he's got his football; good he'll leave me alone to write *back to typing furiously*"
  • He weighs as much as Jesse and Chelsea....

    We need a pet, maybe I won't be so damned lonely then.....and the babies would have the time of their lives, lol
    • Yep, exactly why I like dogs: They may start like kids, but in a couple of months, they've grown out of it. ;)
  • Wow, he sure has grown! He's so sweet--- his little eyes remind me of my Max dog, long gone to doggie heaven... sigh...

    Wonderful piccies, Dawn! *huggles*
    • Thank you! It's cool for me to look back and remember when he was so small...and he's still so small! When he's fully grown, I'll need to look again at these posts once in a while. :)

      He's good with the eyes. The minute that he goes into "his room"--i.e. the kitchen behind the pet gate--he turns on the charm. I've learned where the term "puppy-dog eyes" comes from! :)
  • Awww, cute puppy!

    Does Alex like his toys? Because or tomcat has tons of toys, too, but prefers to play with little sticks from the garden and pieces of garbage. He's also totally dense, so when my sister plays "monster beneath the blanket" with him he's entertained for hours... ;)
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