Day 71 - Sun? What is that?

Got Rippa's registration in the mail. Sam must have thought, rather than just typed, because it says "Tara's Little Rippa" and we distinctly had a discussion of "Lil" vs "Little" and settled on "Lil." Oh well, we'll fix it. How cool was it to see my name listed as the breeder? SO COOL!

Given that it is an El Nino year, I was really dreading Fury's timing on coming into heat. Sure, sure, January would be cool and dry but . . . yup, the part where the puppies get active? Rain. All the time. My yard's grass is way too long, but it's so wet that mowing it will just tear it up, which means that tamping it down totally kills it, too.

My solution, after watching the kids for a while, has been to let them roam the back yard freely and only pen them when I am not within earshot of the yard. Seems to be working quite well, thank goodness.

And so, we have photographic evidence of the fun.

Let us out!

Rippa says, "Weee!" Even if this photos isn't very good, I love her expression when she does this, so I had to share.

THe puppies check out the stock trough for water. This is just outside my window and i cannot wait for the day I hear, "Splooosh."

Mama tries to head off Rips.

Out of focus, but AWWWW

No, Rippa's eyes aren't blue, but they are light!

Motzi jumps into the planter (only puppy that can do it fairly easily).

"Hah hah!"

Moto does his Aussie U

Please note that both our red merles have the same wonky ear. What is that about?