My little girls are no longer puppies. Georgie, my Chihuahua, is now nineteen months old, and Bella, my Papillon/terrier, is sixteen months, which technically makes them dogs. But they haven’t yet outgrown their mischievous and enthusiastic puppy personalities. We tried leaving them uncrated once while we went shopping and came home to a stuffy massacre.
They love playing in the yard. We supervise them closely outside, to shush them if they bark, and because they put things in their mouths that they shouldn’t, like rocks, twigs and bird feathers.
For several months, we had to pen them while owls lived in the tree next door. I still use the pen after dark, for their safety, and so I can round them up easily when it’s time to go in.
Bella usually has the advantage when they play.
A snoozing Georgie is too cute to resist.
In the morning, they enjoy snuggling together on my lap.
Bella sometimes lays beside me.
Hubby’s lap also works.
If our little granddog visits, we make room for her, too.
When the big granddogs visit, we have sleeping dogs everywhere – except on my lap!
Bella, my little shadow, is busier than Georgie. She likes to perch where she can keep an eye on the happenings outside.
Georgie will often join Bella to look (and bark) out the window.
Bella taught my son’s foster puppy the joys of looking outside.
Georgie loves playing fetch (Bella plays take-away). She’ll bring me one toy after another to entice me.
She’s also partial to squeak toys and will squeak them nonstop until she’s tuckered out.
Bella turned one in April, and she’s such a pretty girl. I wasn’t sure what she’d look like before she grew into those big ears, but her lovely long hair complements them perfectly.
I gave her a birthday chew stick, which she happily gobbled down. She’s definitely more food motivated than Georgie.
Georgie enjoys her walks. Bella’s getting better, but she doesn’t have Georgie’s love for it.
Georgie often coughed while walking, so we got them new harnesses, and the coughing’s stopped.
They’re terrified of my son’s cat when she visits. Tentatively giving her a sniff while she’s not looking.
Keeping a curious eye on her from a safe distance.
Carefully watching her from the security of my lap.
Uh-oh, she’s looking.
Georgie’s petrified expression is hilarious.
They adore my little granddaughter. Wherever the toddler is, the pups aren’t far away.
Reading to Georgie.
It remains a struggle to capture good shots of both pups together. Separately isn’t so bad.
And I occasionally get okayish candids.
But trying to pose them together is an exercise in patience. Usually I get several of these.
And if I’m lucky I’ll get a couple of these.
It’s all part of the fun, and I wouldn’t trade my precious little girls for anything.