Not a very good hostess

Me and Paris have enjoyed having some weekend visitors, although Paris is not being a very good hostess. She doesn't like to share her things, especially not her pretty puffy princess bed as you can see in the picture below.
[Paris lounging on the double layered dog bed with Hobbs (a black lab) and Patriot (a HUGE yellow lab) laying on the floor next to her.]
Hobbs and Patriot are both career changed dogs from GDB who were raised by Brittany. It has been great to have them both here. Especially Patriot as he is the brother of the first puppy I raised, Prudy. Although he is making me miss her so much. They act very similar to each other. All three puppies have been getting along just peachy, Hobbs and Paris really like each other. They have had so much fun romping together in the yard. Patriot just kinda does his own old man stuff while the youngsters play.

[The three dogs waiting for dinner. Hobbs and Patriot both stare intently at their food while they wait and Paris looks at me. She is so funny, because she tries not to look at the food while she waits for the okay to eat.]
[The three puppies eating. Hobbs, Patriot and Paris]
Today Paris got to meet my nephew Cannon. Actually she has met him before but I didn't get pictures because she would treat him like a puppy and try to nip at him and get way excited so we have been working on her being calmer with him. I think today we had a breakthrough because she was phenomenal with him crawling all over her. Here are some pictures of the two of them. Cannon can never get enough of my puppies. Oh, and today he finally stopped calling her Fudder (He can't pronounce his L's yet) and he now calls her Paewis. (he really cracks me up cause he says everything so funny)

[Paris laying down on her side with cannon sitting on top of her. She doesn't seem to mind too much.]

[Cannon is now laying across her trying to get her to lick his hand.]

[Cannon laying on his back next to Paris watching her play with her bone.]

[And just because she is so cute here is my niece Hazel sitting on my sisters lap. Hazel has a huge smile on her face and big rosy cheeks. I love her chubby little arms and legs too.]
And Paris had a great first Halloween. We went to two Halloween parties and then the movie theater to see Paranormal Activity. By the second party she was pretty sacked out. She didn't mind any of the strange creatures running around and slept through the whole movie. (which really didn't scare me that much. . .) Everyone loved her and doted on how cute she was. Who am I to disagree? She had a great night!

Happy Halloween!!

Happy Halloween Everyone!!
[Me and Paris in our Halloween garb. We both have red shirts underneath black shirts that are cut up and put back together with safety pine. Paris has black and red bows on her ears and a spiked collar. And I have handcuff earrings, a gargoyle necklace and black lipstick on.]

Paris sitting next to my pumpkin in her Halloween costume.

Hope all humans and dogs stay safe tonight! :D

Paris at Work

This is my third post for the night, so make sure to skim over the other two if you want. :D

I finally got the okay to take Paris to work with me. I am so happy she can come. My boss didn't even know she was there until the last little bit of my shift when I took her out potty. As I said a couple posts ago I work at a doggie day care and boarding place. She hangs out around back with me, I don't let her out with the other dogs! She does get a little concerned when I go out with them and leave her, but she will be fine. She has a nice little set up there too. A big cushy bed and toys. I have a spot to tie her down when I need her out of the way but usually she just follows me around.

Here she is in front of the small dog pen. She doesn't seem at all interested in the other dogs at all. She just likes to follow me.
Laying down while I wash all the feeding bowls. She is so patient.
And, I set up a dog bed for her and she chose the scale to lay on. (She weighs exactly 53 pounds, just in case you wanted to know. :D She is .3 pounds lighter than Fuller. . . hmm. . .
She is GREAT at work. And it really wore her out. She hasn't moved since we got home.

She has been a wonderful little puppy and I think she knows that I miss Fuller. She is being extra sweet and extra good. I just love this girl!! I don't think Paris minds being an only dog at all. She loves all the extra attention and there is more room now that the second kennel is moved out and she has the puffy princess bed with the two stacked on top of each other. She's not complaining at all. :D

Puppy Truck Day (well Training Van Day, I guess. . . If you want to get technical)

Recall day came WAY to fast. How did this happen?? I swear I just picked up my little man. Anyway, I didn't sleep much the night before (went to be at 1:30am and got up at 4:30am) Fuller wasn't too happy about waking up at the pre-crack of dawn. As you can tell by the below picture.
I got all ready and fed the puppies and then they both got loaded in the car at about 5:30am.

Paris in the back seat of the car.

Fullerton in the front seat of the car.

The pups were really quiet and slept most of the trip. We met up with Sarah and Millicent about half way and we drove the rest of the way with them. It was so nice to have someone to talk to. Making the trip by yourself to the truck and back home is depressing. It was really fun to talk to her and it gave her a chance to spend time with Paris as well. Paris totally remembered her and got so excited!! After the long trip (it took nearly 2 hours total) we arrived at the puppy truck/training van.

Here is a picture me and Fullerton posing with Forte and his raiser.

Me and Fullerton

Forte preparing to get in the van.

Me and Fuller outside the van.

Everyone was putting off loading their dogs in the van. We all chatted and took pictures and then stood there. Then we all knew it was just about time and started getting our pups ready. Me and Fuller inside the van.
I was able to control my emotions until a little girl had to load her puppy on, she totally lost it and I think she got a bunch more people going. Me included. No matter how many times you do it, it does not get any easier. This is my 7th goodbye and it still sucks. One lady there was dropping off her 18th puppy and someone asked her if it gets easier and through tears she said "no."

Here is Fullerton in his kennel. I was happy he got one of the big ones, when Sherman left in a van he got a tiny corner kennel. Fuller should have a nice ride. There was a well loved bone in there so he couldn't be happier.

Fuller in his kennel with the door closed.

Fullers brother Forte had the kennel next to him. That should make them happier as they know each other pretty well.
My last peek at Fuller. He got really concerned when I started walking away. This was one tough farewell.
I already miss my boy immensely. He will do great though! He should be on campus by n0w, and showing everyone just how awesome he is. Thanks for a great year Fuller!

Fullertons Final Days

Here are some pictures from Fullerton's last few days here.

We went Halloween shopping with a friend of mine. This was one intense Halloween store and you have to be hardcore Halloween to get stuff here, it was really creepy.

Here is Fullerton checking out a corpse.
Fuller really liked this one, its like the girl from the ring climbing out from under a display.
Fuller standing in front of a creepy lady. If you pushed a button the eyes glowed and she moved and talked. Fullerton wasn't bothered by any of the crazy Halloween stuff at all.
Fullerton in front of a skeleton covered in spider webs.
Fuller in a Rasta Hat. This is the only thing he would keep on, he looks so goofy.
Another angle of the Rasta Hat.
Fullertons last day of school:

Everyone in my music class said goodbye to Fuller. It is a small class so we all know each other pretty well by now. They were always so in awe of how Fullerton could sleep through all the music and screechy sounds in that class. Everyone really liked when Fullerton would come to class.

One of my classmates put his sunglasses on Fuller.

Fullerton curled up in a ball on the floor during class.

I will miss the goofy positions he gets into in the car. I don't see how they are comfortable.

Fullerton's last outing was to the park. There were lots of little kids there and he loved all the attention.

Here he is by the park sign.

Fullerton on some of the park equipment.

Fuller wasn't a fan of this bridge, the floor moved so he hurried across.

Going up a ramp made of tires.

Fullerton at the bottom of the Volcano.

Fullerton laying at the top of some stairs.

Fullerton sitting inside a beehive.

Fullerton sitting on top of a T-rex head.

That was Fullerton's last day. He is such a good boy!!