Showing posts with label Drake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Drake. Show all posts

Saturday, May 09, 2009

And just for Mike...





It's been a while since I have posted any new pics of Drake and Kaylee...so here you are Mike!

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

So...

I have been up to a lot recently.

First, Drake did only have one testicle removed and is going under the knife again. Thanks Alliance for Animals...or should I say TORTURE for Animals? How hard is it to count to 2? On top of that, he also has some skin issue right now, that we have to go back to the vet for...there's another $100 most likely.

Second, I had fun in Indy while there last weekend. Got to meet Lee and Laura's baby Layla. She's a cutie and has some really beautiful eyes. We had lunch with Shane and McNear before heading up to Anderson/Pendleton area. We did the rehearsal thing and then watched Michael Phelps win his 7th gold medal (thanks to DVR). Then Saturday came and I was the photographer at my sister-in-law's wedding. I had a lot of fun, and would think it would be a great job...lining people up, telling them how to stand and when to get the hell out of the way.

Third, the fantasy football draft is this weekend...looking forward to picking a good team, hopefully.

Last, Justin and Fallon (with Giles) are coming to visit at the end of this month. We hope to have a lot of fun while they are in town.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

More pics...

I love you guys...
Mommy's girl...
I CAN fly, I can FLYYYYY...
I like to contemplate my existence...
When do I get my food...

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Pics for Mikey...


You scream, I scream...we all scream for ice cream...

I was being a good boy Dad...


It was her fault, she started it...


So...can I tell you MY version...



Well then you came home...

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Ladies and Gentlemen...

I have a new dog, and his name is Drake. I hope to post some pictures of him soon.

We got home from Indiana on Wednesday morning at 4 AM and with us came a new puppy. My sister in-law was going to surrender him to the pound...Letha and I didn't like that idea and had my brother Mike watch him till we got there (since we were driving to town for the half marathon).

Drake is a bundle of energy. He loves his sister, Kaylee (his ACTUAL sister, same litter), and his female owner Letha. He is over protective of both of them. I believe he looks at me as the Alpha Male in the house hold and really tries to not upset me. He doesn't always deliver. For instance, he has started waking my wife and I up at all EARLY hours in the morning (the poor guy was never housebroken) to take him out. I do prefer that he do this instead of pee his crate and lay in it for hours...but it's taking it's toll on us (both of us are getting sick caused by lack of sleep). He use to sleep through the night at Mike's, but we know he was being underfed (by accident) and I suspect that he was dehydrated (by accident too, but with good reason, as he would have just peed all over Mike's kitchen) which if there is nothing in his system to get rid of then he wouldn't need to go to the bathroom so much.

The issue is that we have to treat him as if he's a puppy. We just got Kaylee to the point where she's fun and trained...and we have to start all over from scratch with Drake. All because (some) people don't think things through before they commit to them, they are only it for their own selfish needs. Dogs (or better yet puppies) are a LOT like children. It is a commitment for the dog's life (10-15 years). You don't just get a dog and then get rid of it...you should be researching what kind of dog you should get for your house, but America is a society of the non-committed. "I don't like ___, it doesn't matter how long we've been together (or how longed I've owned said item), I don't like ___ anymore." If the going gets rough, don't push through and triumph, just give up and go a different way.

It's the American Way!!!

Now don't get me wrong, I like Drake a lot...and one day I'll be proud to say I love the little guy but it's just taxing right now. The good news about the situation is that I can tell he's happy to be with Letha and I (not that he wasn't with my brother Mike, but I didn't see a whole lot of him then). I can't help but think of all the dogs that ARE surrendered to the pound because someone made a quick decision. At least when Letha gets pregnant, I'll have months of reading and prep work before the baby comes. (Most) People don't take the time to find out what kind of animal fits their lifestyle.

The whole experience has been an eye opener...can't wait to see the dog Drake is going to be.