Ribsy and Mirabel go bipedal at the dogpark. Modern day velociraptors, perhaps?
How quickly Mirabel has become part of the pack. Here she is, at the start of the journey back from Pennsylvania, on Wednesday morning.
Those ears of hers - so expressive - obviously saying, "I'm kinda scared. Please take good care of me, wherever we're going."
Arrival at the loft, her new home...for now! Her ears say, "I'm curious. This is different. What about that other dog that looks so much like me, but doesn't look like he LIKES me? What about him? Are we supposed to get along? He doesn't seem to respond to my kisses so far. The whole place smells like him. I'm gonna have to be careful for the first bit here..."A sunny Saturday morning breakfast. Mira is all ears for her food. She eats almost as fast as Ribsy but not quite, only because Ribsy has a bigger mouth. Ribsy wolfs his kibble like there's no tomorrow, because there's nothing better than the other dog's food, which he tries to nose in on as soon as he's done with his own bowl.
Ribsy: "She's not here...she's not really here...she's only a figment of my imagination."
Mira: "Please like me. Oh please like me. Please like me. Oh please like me."
Well, okay, you can come up on the bed, too. But I get to be closer to Boy, got it? And quit looking so much like me. It's confusing.
Finally. I can relax those ears of mine. I think I've found my new pack and I kinda, sorta, actually, really like 'em...even if Ribsy is a bit of a growly stick hog at the park. and he can't really keep up with me on walks and he doesn't really like to snuggle with me yet. But today we touched bums in the car and I rested my head on his leg during our afternoon nap.
I like my new home very very much.
Brother and sister get off to a not-so-brotherly-and-sisterly start.
But after some dominating, humping, snarling, and pacing, Ribsy and his new sister Mirabel are settling in, this the first night together. Mirabel has pooped (in the house) and seems to prefer sleeping in her crate for now.
Mirabel is understandably pacey and stressed, and Boy exhausted. They endured an all-day trek from Philadelphia, and it's been non-stop excitement since. Mirabel got introduced to a few pups at the dog park, including Jet, Suki, and Darwin the pug. She so wanted to run but unfortunately has to be kept on leash for awhile.
And yes, Boy and Girl have already mistaken one for the other. Sans collars, they look almost exactly alike. Her fawn is just a shade darker, and her skin a tad spottier, but otherwise they are the same height, with almost the same fur pattern and even the same spot on the nose.
More photos to come once these whips rest up from all the day's events!
Ribsy wishes you a day full of the things he would love to do, 'cause that's what he think everyone wants to do on their own special day.
'Cause when you do run, you're too busy to look back at things. Think forward, think ahead, think spring, think living. Mmm...bones.
Lovely artwork by Cynthia Dice - check it out!
Ribsy was reunited with one of his Westcoast fans today. She breezed into the Hammer for a walk along Locke Street, lunch at the Bar on Locke, a visit to the very first Tim Horton's, and a scenic drive around town.
Thanks for the cuddles! I very much enjoyed posing with you, thought Ribsy, who recalled a moment from his puppyhood where he learned how to do exactly that. Pictured here at only four months old, he was a quick study!
As you may or may not know, this dog's blog often features its fair share of airplane talk. Today is no exception. Ribsy wants to congratulate Boy on his successful flight today! He managed to capture a few snaps as the Boeing 727 went soaring by.
Kleenex alert! This video has Girl convinced that Ribsy really does need a little friend to keep him company. Boy, are you reading this?
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Ribsy is waggin' for Presley and Calvin - got to stick with the fawns.
Ribsy taps his paw patiently as Girl completes her Bon Jovi journey this week. Front row, smiles, winks, singalongs, and JonSweat. It was all there, and all worth it.
Now back to your regular whippet programming.
