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Ryder’s First Trip To The State Park (Part 2)

We're here!

We’re here!

"Mom, what is that?"

“Mom, what is that? It’s loud and jumps all over the place!  Will it eat me?”

"What's that, Ryder?  Let's go look."

“What’s that, Ryder? Let’s go look.”

"Yes!  Good Boy!"

“Yes! Good Boy!”

"It's wet!"

“Good boy, Ryder!” /  “Mom, it’s wet!”

"Are we done, mom?"  "Okay, Ryder, let's go!"

“Are we done, mom?” / “Okay, Ryder, let’s go!”

"Ryder, waaaait!!!"

“Ryder, waaaait!!!”

Ryder and Spider Bait checked out the cave.  Ryder goes on alert and shortly after people show up!

Ryder and Spider Bait checked out the cave. Ryder goes on alert and shortly after people show up!

The springs, of course!

The springs, of course!

Ryder checking out the view from the path that led up to where a hotel and spa used to be over 150 years ago.  The wall Ryder is standing on is very, very old!

Ryder checking out the view from the path that led up to where a hotel and spa used to be over 150 years ago. The wall Ryder is standing on is very, very old!

I found this really interesting lichen.  It was four inches across!

I found this really interesting lichen. It was four inches across!

We spent some time letting Ryder follow his nose on nearby trails. Dogs need to be dogs!

We spent some time letting Ryder follow his nose on nearby trails. Dogs need to be dogs!

And then Spider Bait and Ryder led the way back!

And then Spider Bait and Ryder led the way home!

Of course, this being me and all, it wasn’t quite that simple. 😀  Upon reaching the car we realized we hadn’t brought a towel to dry Ryder off with or a sheet to protect the back seat. *shakes head* So back down to the creek in a rocky spot to bathe the dog and then make sure he stayed out of the mud on the way back to the car.  That kept the mess to a minimum.  We’ll remember next time!

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Ryder’ First Trip To The State Park (Part 1)

A month ago, right before things went crazy around here again, Spider Bait and I managed to get Ryder to the State Park for the first time.  The walk to the Mineral Springs would be an easy jaunt along and over and through a creek.  The weather was gorgeous and with all the rain there would be plenty of flowing water to introduce him to.

Not far into the woods I came across this gorgeous patch of wild monarda.  The scent was heavenly.

Not far into the woods I came across this gorgeous patch of wild monarda. The scent was heavenly. You can’t see in this photo, but the area was alive with bees and flies and many other insects taking advantage of the nectar.

"What's that?!"  Ryder wasn't sure the 'brown' water was still just water. :)

“What’s that?!” Ryder wasn’t sure the ‘brown’ water was still just water. 🙂

Ryder finally decided it was worth dashing through.

Ryder finally decided it was worth dashing through.

Along the way was this gorgeous boulder.

Along the way was this gorgeous boulder.

I asked Spider Bait to see if he could get Ryder to investigate the boulder.

I asked Spider Bait to see if he could get Ryder to investigate the boulder. Notice how Ryder has his head down, nose glued to the ground.  I was waiting for him to wander into the water somewhere and get a snoot full, but he was paying attention and only snorted mud. 😀

"Ryder, what's that?" Our phrase to get him to check something out.  Very useful when he's spooked over something.  "Let's go up!"

“Ryder, what’s that?” Our phrase to get him to check something out. Very useful when he’s spooked over something. “Let’s go up!”

Of course with a slow loading camera I had to chose to wait for the 'up' part. There was a brief scrabble and slide off, but instead of being deterred, it fired him up.  A more determined assault followed.  Success!

Of course, with a slow loading camera I had to choose to wait for the ‘up’ part. There was a brief scrabble and slide off, but instead of being deterred, it fired him up. A more determined assault followed. Success!

Such a good puppy!

Shoulder rub! Such a good puppy!

Another interesting boulder with lovely growth on it.

Another interesting boulder with lovely growth on it.  It is amazing the places plants find to grow and thrive.

Spider Bait and Ryder traversing the creek.  Ryder now considering himself an old hand.  Not all the time in the creek was training time.  Where this trail is located, the creek is part of the trail.  Large rocks have been placed to help keep your feet dry, but when the water is up - expect to get wet!

Spider Bait and Ryder traversing a rocky portion of the creek. Ryder now considers himself an old hand. Not all the time in the creek was training time. Where this trail is located, the creek is part of the trail. There are two wooden bridges put up where the creek is too rocky, steep, or deep for easy crossing for the average person. You can see the one up near the cave in the background of this picture.  Large rocks have been placed to help keep your feet dry in shallower parts, but when the water is up – expect to get wet!  (and muddy!)

We're here!

We’re here!

More to come!

 

I Couldn’t Resist. Another Ryder Then And Now.

Going by the week, four weeks to a month, Ryder just turned six months old. By birth date, August 1st will see him six months old.  My, how time flies when life is smacking you around.  Despite no serious formal training other than housebreaking and some basic manners, he still has turned out to be a really good dog. Gotta love those Border Collies.  They can’t help but learn things, taught or not.  I can’t wait to see who he becomes as time goes by.

A picture opportunity presented itself tonight at dinner and I couldn’t help but grab it.  Enjoy!

At 7 1/2 weeks - I'm too tired to eat my supper.  A new home is very tiring.

At 7 1/2 weeks – I’m too tired to eat my supper. A new home is very tiring.

I'm getting plenty of exercise while we're babysitting Grandma's Shnoodle.  My family calls her 'crazy Daisy'.

At six months – I’m getting plenty of exercise while we’re babysitting Grandma’s Schnoodle. My family calls her ‘crazy Daisy’.

On a side note: For those of you following Le Tour De France, here is a cool video of the switchbacks on Lacets de Montvernier that the riders will be climbing today:

 

Sometimes It’s Nice To Have A Crochet Buddy

It's nice to have a crochet buddy from time to time.  And he doesn't try to eat the yarn!

It’s nice to have a crochet buddy from time to time.  Even if he can be a bit of a lap hog. 😀

 

Ryder at 20 Weeks

I thought it would be interesting to show the difference that only a few months can make in a puppy’s life.  Ryder came to us at 7 weeks of age and was 9 lbs at 8 weeks of age.  He is now 20 weeks old and 33 lbs. It is amazing how much he has grown!

Remember this little guy?  Aww, isn't he sweet?

Remember this little guy? Aww, isn’t he sweet?

How about those ears!?

How about those ears!?

He made himself at home pretty quick!

He made himself at home pretty quick! To think he was so tiny not so long ago!

These days he pretty much fills the crate!

These days he pretty much fills the crate!

Our little disc dog.

Our little disc dog?

Isn't so little any more!

Isn’t so little any more!

He was so tiny next to my foot!

He was so tiny next to my foot! I was afraid of accidentally squishing him!

And he's not even done growing!

So big now!  And he’s not even done growing!

Get that ball! It's almost half his size!

Get that ball!  This Jolly Ball survived its previous owner (Jake) and has been passed down to Ryder.

Mine!

Mine!

He does love his ball!

“Catch me if you can!” –  He does love his ball!

What's that? Attention puppy style.

“What’s that?” Attention puppy style!

Attention pre-teen style!  Note the foot on the frisbee staking his claim.

Attention pre-teen style! Note the foot on the frisbee staking his claim.

Such a tiny bundle!

Such a tiny bundle! Not even a lapful.

Now he doesn't fit in my lap at all!

Now he doesn’t fit in my lap at all!

I hope you enjoyed the past and present comparison.  It certainly is astonishing how fast they grow!

So Maybe This Puppy Came Into My Life For A Reason

If you’ve read the previous posts, you know I hadn’t planned on getting a puppy this soon and I was also questioning my sanity due to the workload puppies bring with them. But people in my life said Ryder showed up for a reason.

After Easter both my husband and I came down with the flu, courtesy of my son. And in the middle of that, I got a phone call.  My brother had been taken to the hospital with 106 degree fever and abdominal pain. He was diagnosed as having not one but two types of cancer. One of which is terminal.

I can’t even begin to explain the Shock and the Anger and the Pain. Up till now he was a healthy active person.  He had no warning.  He’s only 52. This should not be happening.

I am a take charge, go after it, fix it, kind of person.  But I can’t fix this.  I can’t get rid of it. I can’t make it better.  And I can’t protect my kids from this or make it better for them either.  And as a mother, that’s just as bad as the cancer. I’ve been crying, I’m not sleeping well, and it’s such a struggle to do everyday things.  But you know what?  Puppies just keep on keepin’ on.  They don’t know your life is falling apart. They just keep eating and sleeping and peeing and pooping and growing. Bundles of endless energy, enthusiasm, and happiness.

Irrationally there have been times I’ve wanted to yell at him for being happy all the time. I haven’t.  I couldn’t. He doesn’t know any better. But with doom all around it’s hard to deal with chronic happiness dancing at your feet.  But he doesn’t care.  He’s a puppy who’s loving life and he insists with pig-headed stubbornness that I get up and live life as well.  Or else.

My friend that has Ryder’s brother gave me a hug the other day and said, “See, you need this dog.  You need the love.”  And Ryder did actually manage to make me laugh out loud yesterday.  Logically, I know it’s okay to be happy, but at the same time it also makes me feel bad.  My brother is dying. Logically I know life goes on.  But my brother is DYING.  I’m sooo sad and sooo ANGRY.

But regardless of what I feel or what’s going on, whether I like it or not, whether I want to or not, there is this little Terror on four legs that is going to persistently drag me through every day. Maybe I really do need this furry bundle of endless energy, enthusiasm, and happiness.

Let's RUUUN!!!

Let’s RUUUN!!!

Ryder’s First Two Weeks

As much as this was supposed to be a post about Ryder, it is also a post about reality biting me in the butt.  Remember I mentioned in the first Ryder post how puppies are worse than human babies?  Bringing a puppy into the house for the first time in over 30 years (my youngest in the past 30 some years was 6 months) was a major shock to the system.  I’m a night person.  I perk right up at about 10 or 11 p.m. But the Husband has to go to work in the a.m.  So the puppy has to go to bed at a reasonable hour so that he is up with the Husband and getting fed the same time as the cats.  He certainly isn’t going to go back to sleep and he can’t be left running around unsupervised.  And it wouldn’t be fair leaving him in his crate for hours more waiting for me to crawl out of bed. And that certainly wouldn’t help his sleep schedule any.  So that translates into mom, here, having to get up at what, for me, is an ungodly hour of the morning.

Getting a dog sooner than planned meant I hadn’t adjusted my sleep schedule back to a more day oriented routine.  It was like getting thrown into rough water without a life jacket.  I am a light sleeper and thus have a very low tolerance level for sleep deprivation.   My inability to adjust quickly (i.e. go to f@#king sleep at night!!!) that first week was killing me.  I couldn’t function.  And I was getting mad at the dog for existing.  I was ready to just give him away.  I didn’t want him anymore. The hell with having a dog.  I was shocked at how angry I was and how willing I was to consider getting rid of the dog.  I was not in a good place.

As a result, the Husband is going into work an hour later at a more normal time so that I have extra time for sleep. (He normally likes to get in before anyone else so that he has peace and quiet to work undisturbed.)  He is also handling the middle of the night trip to potty.  Unlike me, he can fall back asleep in like 2 minutes and said it made no sense for me to keep trying to handle the potty trips.  Which made me feel bad ’cause I’m the one who brought the dog home out of the blue with no prior setup for it.  But, he was right.  I’m still not sleeping well but the extra I get has taken me from insane to somewhat functional.

Something I’m sure everyone appreciates.

Despite the insanity, some things have gotten done and this second week I have been actually falling asleep by 12:30.  Fingers crossed for continued improvement and attitude adjustment.  It’s been really, really hard giving up my evenings.  Here are some pictures from our first two weeks:

It's hard to be angry with someone who curls up to sleep at your feet even when the floor is hard.

It’s hard to be angry with someone who curls up to sleep at your feet even when the floor is hard.

We've learned that walking on a leash can lead to many interesting places.  Unfortunately, mom is a buzzkill.  She keeps sticking her fingers in my mouth and taking away the rocks I want to eat.

I’ve learned that walking on a leash can lead to many interesting places. 

First bath.  But since puppies get cold easily, I was wrapped up in a towel and rubbed dry and cuddled till I fell asleep.   Nap time!

First bath. But since puppies get cold easily, I was wrapped up in a towel and rubbed dry and cuddled till I fell asleep. Nap time!

I now pee outside when asked except when I'm nervous or scared. Mom wishes this meant no more accidents in the house.  I'm working on it!

I now pee outside when asked except when I’m nervous or scared. Mom wishes this meant no more accidents in the house. I’m working on it!

I like my chewy and my basket of toys.

I like my chewy and my basket of toys.

Dad got out that monster thing that sucks the carpet.  I ran and hid in mom's lap.

Dad got out that monster thing that sucks the carpet. I ran and hid in mom’s lap.

Mom eventually left me to go pat that noisy monster.  I was waiting for it to eat her.

Mom eventually left me to go pat that noisy monster. I was waiting for it to eat her.

I eventually came over to take a look, but I don't think I want to be friends.

I eventually came over to take a look, but I don’t think I want to be friends.

Tired puppies hate missing anything.  But they are no match for the sandman. (Puppies can sleep in the darndest positions!)

Tired puppies hate missing anything. But they are no match for the Sandman. (Puppies can sleep in the darndest positions!)

Mom says it's important for me to stand still while I get my feet wiped off.  I can do this on the porch now, too!

Mom says it’s important for me to stand still while I get my feet wiped off. I can do this on the porch now, too!

I'm learning to play on my tie!  There are lots of good things to eat out here.  Unfortunately, mom is a buzzkill. She keeps sticking her fingers in my mouth and taking away the rocks 'n things I want to eat.

I’m learning to play on my tie! There are lots of good things to eat out here. Unfortunately, mom is a buzz kill. She keeps sticking her fingers in my mouth and taking away the rocks ‘n things I want to eat.

I have a ball to herd. It rattles!

I have a ball to herd. It rattles!

This one bounces funny, but I can drag it around!

This one bounces funny, but I can drag it around!

After all that work, I need another nap.  And this is a really great place to do it!

After all that work, I need another nap. And this is a really great place to do it!

Hope you enjoyed the pictures!