Aufregender Tag
May. 16th, 2007 12:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scottishlassChica is savely back home and she looks strange with her one eye sewn shut (it is the same as when ppl get a huge bandaid on their good eye to strengthen the weak eye - I always had a sylvester band aid on my eye back when I was a kid *grin*) Of course dogs can't do band aids so it has to be sewn *shudder*
Anyway, I'm just glad that she went through the whole thing like a champ. She is in heat, she is nine years old, and yet she put it all away like it was nothing. Considering that she had such a bad start in life in Spain, she sure claimed her life now as her own. I'm so proud of her :)
She sleeps now, the little mice-girl (Mäuse-Mädchen - my nickname for her when she is all sweet and needy, however when she is a little terror, I call her Terror-Terrier). Here are a couple of pics, the one at the keyboard was taken yesterday where she insisted on staying really close, so I put her up on my desk and cuddled her like a cat.
Chica yesterday - she needed to be cuddled - she is in heat
Poor Baby-Girl, she has to wear a collar to prevent scratching her eye
Cenour is such a sweetie.
Somehow he reminds me of Jamie-Boy from The Black Swan :D
Cenour turns into a little terror as well, but that is a good thing. He was so taciturn and shy when he first came here and now he carves a huge chunk out of our time and lives for himself. He wants to be cuddled, he wants to play ... this is so good to see that he now gets more confident. His Hubbiness™ and I talked about him tonight and we will probably keep him. I am of a mind to call him Kimura (he is deaf and cannot react to a name anyway) as Cenour does sound almost like zehn Uhr (ten o'clock in German) and a lot of ppl look a bit irritated when I call him that. Imagine being on the street and someone calls his dog ten o'clock ;)
Anyway, I'm just glad that she went through the whole thing like a champ. She is in heat, she is nine years old, and yet she put it all away like it was nothing. Considering that she had such a bad start in life in Spain, she sure claimed her life now as her own. I'm so proud of her :)
She sleeps now, the little mice-girl (Mäuse-Mädchen - my nickname for her when she is all sweet and needy, however when she is a little terror, I call her Terror-Terrier). Here are a couple of pics, the one at the keyboard was taken yesterday where she insisted on staying really close, so I put her up on my desk and cuddled her like a cat.
Chica yesterday - she needed to be cuddled - she is in heat
Poor Baby-Girl, she has to wear a collar to prevent scratching her eye
Cenour is such a sweetie.
Somehow he reminds me of Jamie-Boy from The Black Swan :D
Cenour turns into a little terror as well, but that is a good thing. He was so taciturn and shy when he first came here and now he carves a huge chunk out of our time and lives for himself. He wants to be cuddled, he wants to play ... this is so good to see that he now gets more confident. His Hubbiness™ and I talked about him tonight and we will probably keep him. I am of a mind to call him Kimura (he is deaf and cannot react to a name anyway) as Cenour does sound almost like zehn Uhr (ten o'clock in German) and a lot of ppl look a bit irritated when I call him that. Imagine being on the street and someone calls his dog ten o'clock ;)
