Everyday Adventures in Havachon Heaven

The Good, Crazy, & Adorable Life of One Havachon Puppy

Disappearing Daisy

Sometimes Daisy is a real camera-hound, other times she gets jealous if I’m taking pictures of wildlife outside, and still other times she plays hard-to-get, refusing to look at the camera. She’ll be in the perfect pose that I just HAVE to preserve for all eternity, and as soon as I get in position, zoom in, and put my finger on the button, she deliberately moves. And laughs. I swear she’s laughing.

On this particular day, she decided to play catch-me-if-you-can. Here’s the sequence:

Are you trying to take yet ANOTHER picture of me?

Are you trying to take yet ANOTHER picture of me?

POOF! The ol' Vanishing Puppy routine...

POOF! The ol’ Vanishing Puppy routine…

You're STILL there???

You’re STILL there???

Oh well, half a Daisy face is better than no Daisy face! 😉

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Daisy’s List of 4-Letter Words

There are five ugly, filthy, completely unacceptable 4-letter words in Daisy’s world. Words she finds completely offensive and never wants to hear out of our mouths. Well, now they’re exposed for all the world to hear, from the least to the worst.

5. Stop. Well, what dog wants to hear this??

STOP?! What does that even mean? And how dare you use such foul language!!

STOP?! What does that even mean? And how dare you use such foul language!!

4. Wait. I’m an enthusiastic pup, why would you expect me to wait??

I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS

I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS

3. Heat. Daisy HATES hot weather as much as we do.

I'll stay in here where it's nice and cool, thank you. You can go outside and make the yard nice for me.

I’ll stay in here where it’s nice and cool, thank you. You can go outside and make the yard nice for me.

2. Bath. A commonly disliked 4-letter word among pups.

I...WILL...GET...YOU...FOR...THIS...

I…WILL…GET…YOU…FOR…THIS…

1. C-L-I-P. I don’t even dare spell that without hyphens, it’s SUCH a bad word around here. Daisy hates having her nails and fur clipped even more than she hates baths. It’s a three-way job for her nails – I clip, DH holds her securely, and DD distracts her with petting and chatting. The only time she relaxes during a hair clipping is right after a bath, when she’s wrapped up in a big cushy towel, sitting on DD’s lap. As I’m clipping her face and ears, she’ll lie down and relax…until I have to clip her face…a face clip is TWO four-letter words…

Look into my eyes...you will NOT clip...you will NOT clip...

Look into my eyes…you will NOT clip…you will NOT clip…

Oh, and one more –

NO-O-O. Because we believe that’s how she hears it, long and drawn out and quite offensive to a curious, thrill-seeking pup!

You can't tell me "NO" if you can find me... hehehe...

You can’t tell me “NO” if you can’t find me… hehehe…

I’d love to hear what words your pets consider “most foul”! 😀

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Wordless Wednesday: Lazy Summer Days…

…not a worry in the world…

ZZZZZZZZZ...most of the day...

ZZZZZZZZZ…most of the day… (sorry for the crummy cell phone photo quality!)

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Living in Daisy’s House

That’s pretty much what our house has become – Daisy’s house. We just live around the changes.

We’ve had to make so many modifications to help prevent our little girl from injuring herself again that it seems like this is more Daisy’s house than ours. And why do we continually need to make all these modifications? Because our Daisy is a nut, a silly little looney-bird who won’t just run, she has to sprint out of control; who can’t just jump, she has to jump off the ground with all fours and do a mid-air spin; who refuses to allow any neighborhood noises to go by without racing wildly through the house barking like a madpup, trying to figure out what direction it’s coming from and who committed this horrific offense. No wonder one of our friends nicknamed her “The Blur”!

Daisy is a hundred-pound wolf trapped in a 15-pound snuggle-loving sweetheart. But sometimes that wolf comes out, and it usually results in a yipe and a trip to the vet.

So we make continual modifications every time we see a behavior that says “I can do anything, I don’t need to be careful and I certainly don’t need to listen to you!”

Daisy’s larger crate is now the centerpiece of the family room since it takes up so much more space with the ramp DH built for her. We even had to move the coffee table away.

Daisy's famous crate, with a Tempurpedic foam bed covered with soft, warm fleece. And a custom-built (by DH) ramp with support underneath. Is that enough to keep her safe, do you think?

Daisy’s famous crate, with a Tempurpedic foam bed covered with soft, warm fleece. And a custom-built (by DH) ramp with support underneath. Is that enough to keep her safe, do you think?

And of course there’s the huge, long runner we put through the kitchen to take her from one carpeted room to the next because she constantly slips on the wood kitchen floor.

"This is much better. Now I don't fall all the time.

“This is much better. Now I don’t fall all the time.”

But that wasn’t good enough. Daisy likes to stand by me at the kitchen counter when I’m cooking, and that meant going off her cross-room runway. So she’d either slip, which caused her body to twist, inviting yet another injury, or she’d keep her back legs on the runner and do a frustrated tap dance with her front feet on the floor, complaining with grumbles and whines that she couldn’t get near the action. Result? We put another shorter runner down to give her access to that side of the kitchen.

With no coordinated runner to be found, we were stuck with this. But it works!

With no coordinated runner to be found, we were stuck with this. But it works!

Still not good enough – Daisy would charge at the sliding glass door on the other side of the kitchen whenever she saw birds or squirrels…which is all the time. So we added this.

We now live in a patchwork kitchen.

We now live in a patchwork kitchen.

And of course, all couches and chairs must be blocked off so Daisy doesn’t jump up on anything.

Very inviting, don't you think? :P

Very inviting, don’t you think? 😛

But we still weren’t done – the surgeon told us to carry Daisy down even one step leading into or out of the house…and in the next breath she recommended not picking her up. So……

DH made ramps for every door with non-skid strips. So now the outside of our house is as ridiculous as the inside.

DH made ramps for every door with non-skid strips. So now the outside of our house is as “Daisied” as the inside.

DH also made carpet-covered ramps for the cars, so she can get into and out of the seats without being lifted. Now the only time we pick her up is to put her in the sink for her bath.

Oh God, not more bath pictures...

Oh God, not more bath pictures…

I will not look at you in this humiliating condition.

I will not look at you in this humiliating condition.

You know I hate you right now, don't you?

You know I hate you right now, don’t you?

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Daisy’s Silly Nose Poke, Or, Love of Crate

It hardly needs to be said that Daisy loves her new crate. We got it as one of the many preparations we had to make for her return from her back surgery – she needed something bigger and with both side and end entrances. But nothing too big because when we’d previously given her the really large crate from our last dog (a shepherd-collie-husky rescue) thinking she’d enjoy the extra space, she tried it out once and then refused to go back in – not even to get a treat we put in there. It had been scrubbed down sixteen years ago and then again just before we set it up for her, so it didn’t carry any scent. Daisy is like me – she very much prefers cottages over mansions. 🙂

I DON'T LIKE THIS BIG HOUSE. Where's my cozy cottage??

I DON’T LIKE THIS BIG HOUSE. Where’s my cozy cottage??

We thought Daisy would associate her new crate with her surgery and dislike it after her two months of crate rest were over, but that wasn’t the case. She goes in there to nap and likes to lie near it when she’s out and about in the room. She never has to be told to go into the crate when we’re getting ready to leave the house – as soon as she sees us put on a jacket, put on a pair of “outdoor shoes” or she sees DD or me grab our purses, she heads straight in on her own.

One of the funniest things she does, though, is her “nose poke”. If she’s inside the crate, she likes to poke her nose through the bars to the outside world…

I like to smell the fresh air outside of my cottage...

I like to smell the fresh air outside of my cottage…

...poke...

…poke…

Keeping in touch with the outside world...

Keeping in touch with the outside world…

But if she’s outside the crate, she likes to poke her nose into the crate, as if she wants to experience the best of both worlds…

Oh crate, MY crate, how I love you soooo.....

Oh crate, MY crate, how I love you soooo…..

She’s a funny little girl, our Daisy, and we wouldn’t have it any other way! 😀

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Daisy, the cleaning supervisor

Shower cleaning day is not one that we look forward to. But this time it actually became fun when Daisy took an interest in helping…kibitzing…er, supervising.

Get that corner there. You know what? I need to come in there and stay on top of things...

Get that corner there. You know what? I need to come in there and stay on top of things…

Yes, that's right. Make sure you squeegee it really well now...

Yes, that’s right. Make sure you squeegee it really well now…

Don't forget this other wall here...

Don’t forget this other wall here, it’s looking pretty wet to me…

Good. Now make sure there are no streaks on the glass...

Good. Now make sure you don’t leave any streaks on the glass…

...and up on top of the door too...yes, that's right.

…and up on top of the door too…yes, that’s right.

And finish with the base. Good job!

And finish with the base. Good job!

We’re thinking of hiring her out to cleaning companies as Staff Supervisor – how do you think she’d do? 😉

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Daisy’s Moccasin Love

Our little girl has some…interesting…hobbies. Like herding her toys. Or barking at the wind. Or staring at absolutely nothing across the room. Or her favorite – showing her love for DD’s moccasins.

When she settles in with a moccasin, she’s in The Zone – a world of her own.

Oh yes, this one is just right.

Oh yes, this one is just right.

Digging in...

Digging in…  Lick, lick lick…

Going in deep...

Going in deep… LICK, LICK, LICK…

What was that? Maybe I should investigate...

What was that? Maybe I should investigate…

Nah, I'm much happier here.

Nah, I’m much happier here.

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Daisy Loves Herbert!

I fell behind with my blog visits this week – ACK!! Fortunately it’s all work related and nothing negative. Hopefully I can do more visiting today. 🙂 Meanwhile…

Even though Daisy had done some of her famous microsurgery on Herbert, the two of them are still thick as thieves.

We have no idea how this happened.

We have no idea how this happened.

But once they’re together, there’s no separating them.

We're settling in for the evening - you find your own place to relax.

We’re settling in for the evening – you find your own place to relax.

And we sure don’t want to come between a dog and her snake!

You couldn't come between us even if you wanted to...

You couldn’t come between us even if you wanted to…

I can’t say I understand how Herbert ended up riding Daisy like a horse, but that’s how I found them and I just had to take pictures!

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Daisy the Nursemaid

One of the many comforting things about having a pet is how empathetic they can be when we’re feeling sick or low.

Daisy’s quite the little nursemaid. Recently when DD was sick, she decided to lie on the sleeping bag on the floor – Daisy immediately snuggled up behind her and didn’t move until DD did. Part of her always has to be touching the person she’s with.

I won't leave DD until she feels all better!

I won’t leave DD until she feels all better!

If DD moved, Daisy checked on her and moved right along with her.

Daisy’s sympathetic expression coupled with the way she curls up with us and won’t leave our side always helps us smile, even during the most miserable times.

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Daisy’s Self-Imprisonment

Well this is taking things to a new level, even for Daisy!

Our little pup loves being in small places, especially under our beds.

Like playing hide-and-seek under DD's bed

Playing hide-and-seek under DD’s bed

Or playing you-can't-see-me under my bed

Or playing you-can’t-see-me under my bed, one way…

...or the other.

…or the other.

But one day I discovered that the bed had a few sharp protrusions and I was concerned that Daisy might cut her back while army-crawling under there, so I put some storage bins underneath to block her. Oh yeah, that worked real well…

You can't outsmart me!

You can’t outsmart me!

Apparently the bins brought out the interior designer in her, and she’d shoved them around to make just enough space for herself in one corner at the end of the bed. There are no sharp protrusions there, but I didn’t know if she could make a pathway even farther back.

So I brought out the big guns, my final resort – the dreaded gate. Daisy’s been somewhat afraid of the gate since I took my fall over it; I think the loud sound it made when it hit the floor coupled with the loud scream I made when I hit the floor frightened her.

I placed the gate at the end of the bed to cover the open area she’d made, and it worked…for about three days…

The gate and I have struck a deal...you can't keep me out of here!

The gate and I have struck a deal. You can’t keep me out of here!

I surrender. Daisy can have her corner, even if it means she looks like she’s in prison. 🙂

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