Recent events

Here's a smattering of non-puppy pictures from recent days.

Elvis with his head on my leg. 

Wednesday late afternoon I took Elvis and Della out for a hike. I hadn't walked all week and was feeling good so we ended up doing five miles. 

Deer were spotted here.

Here are a couple of pics of Elvis making himself at home.

This is funny because Della would always want to share Serena's crate, but she's not so happy about another dog sharing hers. Max sometimes grabs her crate first and she makes him move. She's a little more tolerant of Elvis but he needs to learn to way lengthwise, not curl up. Ultimately I had to make him move.

And here's a few pictures of a pasture run late in the day on Thursday with all seven dogs.

Kenley is the nicest dog, but she was on hunger strike for a long time when she first arrived and now she's got a very unhappy digestive system, which has necessitated a lot of crate cleaning, mopping, and laundry over the past few days.

And finally, a bit of sad news. I learned that former foster Keyla passed on today after a bout with cancer.

If you heard a rumble this afternoon, it wasn't necessarily thunder. A Rottweiler named Keyla crossed the bridge and I'm sure it was done with all the foot stomping she could muster. Keyla came here in January, 2016. I don't recall the chain of people that connected her to me, but she had come along with someone who was moving here from the island nation of Mauritius. I only had her for a week because she was snatched up by a serial rottie adopter who had an opening at that time. She was four years old at that time, making her 10+ years now, a pretty good age for a Rottweiler. She lived a long, healthy, and happy life until developing an inoperable tumor relatively recently. So stomp your feet on the floor, makes some noise, and rattle some windows, let everyone on both sides know that there's a Rottweiler coming through to the other side. Happy trails, Keyla.