Portrait of a Corgi Ignoring You

It truly is Gemma's world...

"It is so thoughtful of Mom to re-arrange the furniture so I can lounge here with a view of the birds and squirrels outside."

Little did I know what was going to happen to my personal possessions and space

 when I got a dog!  That cute act is just a trick to hog the best pillow, seat, view, etc.  She knows what she is up to. ;)

Play Hard/Sleep Hard

The poster child of doing things to extremes collapses into naptime after a vigorous morning.   But the ball is still close enough to be in her possession.

Who says I'm not lap sized?

I'm too darn cute

While Gemma isn't quite as huge a draw for strangers any longer - she still has it going on!

Happy Girl!

Nothing better in this life than a "tiny tails" squeaky ball.

Gemma's head injury ward

The sad patched crowd of Gemma's toys that have had tags, ears, tails, and legs all removed. Most attractive of all are the eyes and head/neck area.  These are definitely dead fuzzy animals!  Somehow I don't think getting her a bunny rabbit friend would work out well...

Sweet sleeping pup

If you could only see the corgi-created chaos around her while she slept so angelically.  There is a reason G is super tired here - it is NOT the sleep of the just!

If I can't see you, you can't see me!

Gemma loves the braided rawhide rings, but they do lead to some erratic running.

One year ago today...

...I was just meeting my little bundle of trouble :0

Someone missing a bathrobe?

On a recent walk we discovered and brought home a wonderful prize - a purple, terry cloth bathrobe tie!  Now the best toy in the yard for chasing, tugging and generally chewing till ickily moist.

Doggie Donut

Sweet little girl waiting for the construction project to be finished!

Do you want my stick?

You'll have to chase me for it...

Gemma's busy day

After meeting tons of new people and investigating new places today, Gemma rounded it all off with a snowy romp on Anchorage's winter trails.  Skiiers were all fascinating, but the hilight was chasing the ski tips of our former mayor and governor, Tony Knowles.

Help me.... I lost my ball....

Puppy Helping

Gemma the helpful pup has been very interested in the reflooring project in the bedroom.  Picking up the extra scraps of asphalt shingle and sniffing out missed staples has been her main job so far, and she does it so well!!

Happy Birthday!

Gemma is 1!  My bat-eared temptress is no longer a puppy.  (Still super cute!)

Try a silly walk

We've had a huge melt off here with nearly a week of torrential rain and high gusty winds - a pineapple express straight from Hawaii.  As a perk, that means the edges of the steep streets of my neighborhood are now walkable rather than a storage space for snow.  The melting has apparently created a concentration of smells as we can't go 10 feet in a straight line, and must keep nose to the ground the whole time.  Some spots are so scrumptious Gemma has to rub and roll on it, leaving me standing holding a writhing puppy on a string.  Looks a bit strange, but she loves it, and since it isn't muddy anymore, why not?  Tracks are particularly interesting, today Gemma followed a raven's hopping path, putting her nose right in each footprint!  I never thought of a dry bird foot as having much of a smell. 

Ostrich Gemma

With the high winds rocking the house and making horrible noises, Gemma has started napping with her head buried in the sofa cushions like a furry ostrich.  Here she is just emerging.  

Bagged a Rooster!

I found yet another toy for Gemma while visiting my Grandparents this Christmas, a crowing and squeaking rooster mad of intertwined loops.  While Gemma loved it - it was apparently too realistic as she felt a need to kill and pluck it.  After catching it, she bit it vigorously by the back of the neck, shook the bejeezus out of it to snap its neck, and proceeded to pluck out its "feathers".  Hmmm, little spitty bits of stuffed animal fuzz.  

And then I looked away for a few minutes and there were rooster brains everywhere!  She had entirely unstuffed the head of the rooster - no other part was treated to this behavior.  Floppy head and loose stuffing doesn't work so I removed the toy to consider the problem - head removal? Restuff?  Mom came up with the solution, sewing a tough material in a bag shape over the rooster's head!  Now it is back in business and crowing away but without the head Gemma doesn't need to kill it even though it makes all the same noises.