Yes, you read that correctly. We currently have TWENTY paws in our home: 4 dogs and a cat. Twelve of those paws reside here permanently (our 2 dogs, Zeus and Zoey, and our cat, Mocha); however, we also have two more dogs (Maverick- schnauzer and Mojito- golden doodle) visiting while my parents have been traveling.
Luckily, after the first (touch-and-go) 24 hours, everyone seemed to be getting along just fine. Maverick is older (and starting to see some signs of health deterioration which is breaking my heart everyday), Zoey is 6, but the other two boys are still puppies so they play. All. The. Time.
The cat, on the other hand, is either outside in the sun or hiding from the chaos. I think she will be happy for to say goodbye to our guests.
Just another day in the life.
The dogs wake me up around 7am because they are anxious and want to play and eat (at least my two know how to sleep in during the summer better than this!). We make a quick stop in the backyard before coming in for breakfast. Serving breakfast to the dogs has become a resume-worthy skill: two in the kitchen on opposite sides, one in a crate and one in the laundry room. Different serving amounts for each dog, one with medication. We add yogurt in the morning and wet food at night. Everyone has to be fed in the proper pecking order so nobody gets mad. Of course they don’t finish at the same time, so it’s important to occupy the speedy eaters (teachers: it’s like enrichment activities for your early finishers, downtime is dangerous) to prevent food fights.
Sharing water (not food) seems to be just fine.
Next stop is the yard, again. The next couple of hours consist of: barking, running, squeaking, chasing… you get the idea. Late morning is when they start to settle down for a midday nap. This is when I can be more productive. Hooray! However, I also have to use this time to sweep up mounds of pet hair, pick up the fuzz from several, unfortunate toys, and retrieve the items that have been swept off every surface by wagging tails such as the remote, books, my drink, pens, etc.
Then, if the weather is nice, I go in the pool. Zoey will follow me in while the others sun themselves. (This is great because they love it, but the sun tuckers them out so we get a second round of naps!) As they all start to regain their energy, they move into the “chewing phase”. The younger ones have energy first, so they start shredding some toys until everyone is riled up and ready to repeat: barking, running, squeaking and chasing.
Dinner time is really just a repeat of the morning. All four hang out while the people get to have dinner, too. Back outside for some more play and a more structured walk. Ha! Imagine walking four dogs at once! I don’t do it alone, so I wait for Mike because it is much easier to walk two and two. I can’t really just take two and leave the others behind, because they would be hysterical at the windows. On the walk we might pass our neighbors who will ask, “Did you get more dogs?”, “They’re so cute, are they all yours??”, “Can we say hi to the dogs? We have treats!”. We stop frequently to check our “pee-mail” and bark at other dogs. Finally, we come home… ready to chill and watch a little TV, read, whatever.
But no, think again because this is when we have another bout of: barking, running, squeaking and chasing. Eventually, as I start to get ready for bed, they slowly make their way to the bedroom and find spots to settle down for the night. I get a few snuggles and sweet kisses at night because they are finally just as pooped as I am! I fall asleep to the snoring and dreamy fluttering paws of these crazy pups.
Soon, it’ll be time to wake up and do it all over again!
We did have a pup-celebration for Zeus’ first birthday! He was happy to have his friends visiting, but none were as patient wearing their birthday hats. (I tried for a good 30 minutes to wrangle 4 dogs in birthday hats… easier said than done and this is what I’ve got.)
So, there you have it.
Our little wolf pack.
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