The month of February was very busy for John and myself. We had the grand puppies and the grandkids. Each of our children went on their respective vacations and we watched the little ones.
First was Matt’s dogs. They are such great animals. They are very well behaved and was very good with the other ones in our herd. I will say that Hooch and Sandy got along brilliantly. But Sandy can defiantly would win on the length of time playing should occur. Hooch was good for about 15 minutes and then he was tired of the whole thing. Tuff on the other hand is not a great player. He enjoys sitting on your lap and getting petted.
But what would babysitting be without some type of injury. Tuff has a tail that is like a steel rod and when he wags his tail is goes with 5g force. So, right before I was to return them, they went outside for the last time and Tuff came in happy as a lark. I took all the dogs upstairs and noticed something on the walls. Well before I could figure out what it was, there was blood all over upstairs. It was like there was a knife fight. He had somehow cut the tip of his tail. Matt later found out that there is an actual condition for dogs call ‘Happy Tail’. Yes, that is correct there is really such a condition (at least on the internet). The other important thing to remember is that it is almost impossible to bandage the tip of a Pit Bull’s tail. And each time he wags his tail it again would start bleeding so this was not good. It took me an hour to try to get the bleeding stopped and get some type of bandage on it. After a stop at Walgreens to try to get the correct bandages we finally got them home. Tuff did live up to his name. He did not even wince once when I tried to bandage or when I was squeeze it to try to get the blood stopped. Although it would have made me very happy if he would have stopped wagging his tail; which he never did.
My upstairs had to be repainted (but I will say that it needed it anyways). I can still find blood drops in places I did not notice before.
When we kept Lucy and Oliver a week later, we thought we were totally prepared, gate on the stairwell, toys purchased, snackies obtained. Little did we know! I did not have any cheezy pasta which in Lucy’s world is very very bad. I tried making cheezy pasta; that did not turn out that good. Lucy loved it but John and Sr said it was too cheezy; therefore, homemade cheezy pasta needs work. We had an emergency run to the store for cheezy pasta and the world was again in line and Lucy was very appreciative.
I will say that they were a lot of fun to have. They were extremely well behaved children. The weather was very cold and rainy so we could not get outside except for one outing to the mail. Lucy , painted, played with playdo, COLORED, played with Legos and then there was Nanna and Papa time. We talked about Pumas, being a princess and danced till our legs were tired.
Oliver was the best thing. He only cried when he was hungry or tired. Eating was an interesting event because he makes horrible faces and holds his breath when he eats. I have never seen anything like it. I would say that he must have really disliked the food but he always ate everything. He was just starting to crawl so he was everywhere.
We made some cookies and a cake which was fun with the kids. I think Lucy had more batter than baked goods. John and I had a good routine in the evenings, dinner, bath, play for a little while and bed by 8:30. And I mean everyone was in bed by 8;30. I would say by 9:00 there was not a person awake upstairs or downstairs.
Bubba went to lunch with us on Saturday (our only big outing) and then we went to Barnes and Noble. As we were informed by Lucy, they have TRAINS!
As always, we love keeping our grand-dogs and kids!
