More snow! She is in quite good focus considering she was running at me when this was taken.
Sunday, 21 February 2010
315/365
This was about ten minutes after we got home from Hazel passing her canine good citizen test. Yeah, good citizen=/=good dog.
314/365
I know this is pretty crapperiffic but trust me, you don't want to see the other photos from this day. I snapped a few shots of hazel outside with her daddy... but she was going to the bathroom. I don't think she would appreciate me posting that kind of picture.
313/365
I was vacuuming the couch and put the clean cushion to the side, which of course made it the only place in the world that Hazel wanted to sit. NOTHING CAN STAY CLEAN!
311/365
Happy Valemtimes Day from hazel!
She ate the heart about 5 seconds after this photo was taken.
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Dave's Dad came to visit. Hazel was pestering him so Daddy held her. Here she battles the napping. I think in the end, she lost.
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We tried a day of Hazel wearing her lead around after an abysmal attempt at her minute-stay at the last puppy-class before her good citizen test. By abysmal I mean she tried playing tug with her lead because they wanted us to put it on the floor and stand on it. Yeah. Anyway, three hours later I took it off because she was still gnawing on it and we kind of don't want it destroyed.
307/365
I don't even remember what this started life as. It ended life as a huge, royal, mess. Hazel is in this.. Shredding things phase. It makes for lots of messes. Our trainer says we should ignore her grabbing crap but I am thinking that this is not so much working.
306/365
We got Hazel a new tag, this one says that she is microchipped but does not have her name anywhere on it. It also has our FULL address rather than just our house number and post code. 27 Long-Named-Princess Drive, P17 GFE, for example, rather than just 27, P17 GFE. Our trainer said we needed this to pass the bronze good citizen test but she is wrong according to the kennel club website. Still, we got it all written out so that a neighbor or someone can return her if she is found a block away. Anyway, it barely fits. We need to move.
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I wish that I could find it for you, but I have a very similar photo from when I was a kid. I was in a tube (I think it was red) and my short little baby hair is all kinds of static-y.
In her mouth, btw, is my specially imported, four pounds a tube, chap stick. Yeah.
We call the tunnel her "Tube 'o Naughty"