Dagny goes to the dogs

And the dogs come to Dagny.

She's having a memorable summer when it comes to the various family canines.

What with Andrew and Brittany traveling quite a bit for his military commitments and short vacations, we've all pitched in to help out with their pets.

Maverick generally goes to Audrey and Dagny's house; he's routinely rambunctious and although it's insanely adorable, I don't want any part of that.

I get Rambo, the calmest dog in the universe.

How calm is he? You may ask.

He is the dog version of a three-toed sloth. He just hangs around. Being unbearably cute.

Rambo is so laid back, it's easy to forget he's even around. He never asks for anything except the occasional head rub, and opportunities to go outside, stretch, and lie prone on the deck in the sunshine.

Dagny dotes on him, as do all children who come into his orbit.

So in addition to Rizzo, who is a constant in Dagny's world, she's enjoyed some extra puppy love of late.

Ramby doesn't mind if kids loll all over him, even use him as a pillow. He allows them to stroke his head and hug his neck while he noshes on his kibble -- usually a major no-no.

Don't touch a dog when he's eating! I was always told as a kid. He's liable to bite!

Rambo isn't going to bite anyone. You could take the soggy half-chewed kibble right out of his mouth and he'd just stand there. His tail may even wag. He's all zen all the time.

Meanwhile, Maverick the Boxer puppy -- Andrew and Brittany's second dog -- rarely ceases cavorting and is usually chewing on something he's not supposed to.

Maverick: primary poster pooch for playful puppy pandemonium.

Mav doesn't make a habit of relaxing all day long. Quite the contrary; he makes it his business to relax as little as possible. It's like his mission in life.

The few times I've been around Maverick, he didn't stop twisting and yelping long enough for me to take a picture. However, Andrew sent me one the other day.

Look at Mav's face. Those eyes!

Speaking of eyes (and energy), last Friday, I made Dagny stand still when she had taken a break from petting Rambo, so that I could take her picture by herself. Her mother's feet photobombed.

Dag's grown so tall this summer. You should hear her talk. And talk and talk and talk.

I've no idea where she acquired the inclination for nonstop verbal interaction, or for that matter, her excessive fondness of dogs.

I'll thank you not to snicker.

And that is all for now.

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Happy Tuesday

Comments

[Mari]

I don't know what you're talking about! I can't imagine where this inclination for talking comes from. Must be TG! Her eyes have always been so beautiful!
I love Rambo! That's the type of dog I need.
Laura and Aaron had a boxer when they were first married. She was a sweetie, but never sat still. She was really good with the kids though. Laura has pictures of her with Alaina laying on her, Ruby throwing a blanket over her... She took it all and we were all sad when she passed.

[Jennifer]

@Mari ... Boxers are wonderful dogs for families. So smart. But too active for me. I need a Rambo or a Rizzo. Sleepy boys. Haaahaha xoxo