Mommy took me to the groomer the other day. His name is Hunter and I guess he's pretty fly for a white guy.  ANNYYYway.  The last groomer messed up my hair so bad that daddy kept telling me I looked like a poodle.  Now that I've grown out a little, Mommy took me to someone new, JUST for a bath.  He hooked me up and I look good.  He even clipped and filed my nails while mommy held me.  Now I am so soft that she can't stop touching me.  Except she keeps putting me in my crate for long periods of time.  I really don't appreciate her going "back to work".  It's totally cramping my style.  But we still get to snuggles most days.  I really hate the days of her 24 hour shifts, but then she is extra nice to me when she gets home!!!

Ooops, off to fetch my turtle!

P.S.  I am soooo cute.

Mommy speaking

I don't know that I have ever experienced the heart of God as much as I have since Ruby Blue came into my life.  She is such a joy & such a terror at the same time.

There have been times in the last few months when I have literally been in tears because her behavior has been so naughty and just downright defiant.  She is completely outdoor trained now, finally at 1 year old (in a week).   And let me tell you, it's been a long road and we've had to sacrifice quite a chunk of carpet to the cause.  Well, the other day, she looked straight at me and squatted on the floor and peed! 

One day last week when she was being completely rotten, I said "Ruby Blue Faith! How can you be so rotten and so adorable at the same time?  How can I love someone as rotten as you?"  Then I thought to myself, does God ever look down at me and my behavior and think, Robin Danielle Faith, how can I keep loving someone as rotten as you?

Ruby Blue loves me unconditionally.  She loves me immediately after I discipline her.  She knows when she's done something wrong, she is sneaky and smart.  If she gets a swat or she goes to time out, she is itching to get right back to mommy. (even if it was daddy who did the punishing!)  When I come home or get up in the morning, it's like I have been gone for DAYS, she lavishes me with kisses and she is frantic to get into my arms. If Bruce is home when I pull up, he opens the door with her in his arms and she looks like a wind up toy on speed...all black fur flailing as she paws the air trying to run to mommy but not able to get out of daddies arms.  I'm constantly covered in scratches from our exchange of what's in my hands to his so I can take her.  But I don't feel them.  Since I can't have children, I imagine it's close to what mothers must feel.  It's similar to the joy I get when Becky runs to me or Kaleb says "hey Wobin!" or when Morgan opens the door and gives a gasp of joy or when any of my nieces or nephews hugs me and tells me they love me.  But Ruby Blue is never mad at me.  She always wants me. Even as I type, she is sleeping on me.  She started off on the back of the chair where I am sitting, but her hind end is now on my shoulder, if I were to move, her whole body would fall.  When I sit on the sofa or lay in bed, she curls up next to me and as the moments pass, she presses in to me.  The other day, as I was thinking about writing all this, the phrase "presses in to me" stuck in my head.  How many times have we heard the phrase, "press in to God" when we are in need?  I've heard it a million times if I've heard it once.  I always knew what it meant in my head, and I've had much opportunity to practice it over the years and especially this past year.  But suddenly, I have this new visual of "pressing in" and I am so excited because I love it when something practical relates to something spiritual (as it always does, when we open our eyes!)
xo

Woof

Dear Diary,
Well, I am just finishing up my first heat.  Mommy says it's going to be my last one too.  I am glad.  I am sleepy all the time.  Right now, I'm actually sleeping on mommy's head and she is typing this for me, I told her what to say.  Really, I did.  She got me up this morning, and I ran around for a while and went right back to sleep.  It's been that way for a few weeks.  Heat is really cramping my style.  The good thing is that mommy gives me cottage cheese and yogurt sometimes!  I love it.  I dont' like it when she gives me vanilla yogurt, I like the mixed berry activia, that's the bomb!  Daddy gets REAL MAD when mommy gives me people food.


Last night, me and mommy went over to Aunt Becca's, but first we went to Jenni's house to pick something up.  I got to go in and se Mango and Makkena and Kaleb.  That was FUN. I ran all over and jumped on everything.  Kaleb liked me and I l liked him.  He said I was soft.  Mango wasn't so thrilled, mommy said she was jealous.  I wanted to play with her but she just wanted to smell me.  He Cage is REALLY BIG.   But she has to go in it when she is in trouble.  I have to go on my footstool when I am in time out.  :(

Anyway, when we got to Aunt Becca's house, I was so happy. She loves me and she spoils me.  Then Grandmoe came. That was so fun.  Then Aunt Becca brought in the meat off the grill and me and PeyPey got some. Yummmmmy!   The only bad thing was that PeyPey kept trying to sniff me and jump on my back.  Usually he won't play with me, but this was just down right annoying.  Mommy and Aunt Becca and Grandmoe kept fussing at him and wouldn't let him be on top of me and I kept kicking him and sitting on him.  But mommy told daddy that even though she watched us like a hawk she's a little freaked out.  whatever.

At 10 I started reminding mommy that it was snuggle time and at 11 she finally brought me home.  whew what a fun night!!!

here are a few recent pictures