Sir Bear has been giving us much grief lately. We had a large Rubbermaid container in the kitchen that the dog kibble was stored in. It was put in there to keep Bear out of it. Well, he finally figured out how to open it and the very same day the Duke filled it up, Bear got into it and ate about four pounds of food. His sides were sticking out and very hard. The Duchess thought he would need to go to the Vet. She was very worried about him getting Bloat. As luck would have it, the poor guy couldn't keep it down and spent the next hour or so throwing up kibble. He was a sick guy. In the morning he was totally uninterested in breakfast. He didn't eat again until dinner time. Higgins and I secretly laughed at him because he is such a glutton!
After that terrible night the Duke and Duchess began hunting for a more secure container. They bought a clear plastic one that had latches that snapped up and over the lid to keep it on. Ah ha! They thought he would never be able to get into that one.
Less than a week. Yep. He did it again and this time ate even more than four pounds. Labs never learn I guess. Anyway, it was another long day and night for everyone. After that the Duchess had to keep her bread machine on top of the dog food so Bear couldn't get into it.
This was not a satisfactory solution at all, but everyone was stumped. The Duchess was trying to figure out where else she could put the container, but nothing would work well.
Then she found THIS! "Gamma's Vittle Vault".
It holds over 50 pounds of food and keeps it fresh with and airtight seal.
BUT, the lid screws on, it doesn't snap on.
This absolutely has to be "Sir Bear Proof"!
Nice....and very sturdy. He can roll it around the kitchen, but he'll never get it open.
Actually, we have mostly been home. Well, that's not completely accurate. "WE" meaning Sir Bear, Mister Higgins, and Yours Truly. The Duke and Duchess have been off shopping and doing Heaven knows what, leaving us at the castle to fend for ourselves. Now, is that any way to treat a Queen? NO!
The good news is (sort of) that the wrapping is off the leg for now. I do not miss it at all. The lump on my "knee" is a bit smaller, but still obvious. The Duchess says I will need to have an Xray most likely, but for now we are to keep an eye on it for any change. Also, I should refrain from running. Ha! Like that will ever happen! Oops. . . please don't tell the Duchess I said that. She said she would trust me outside until I prove her wrong. If she finds out I am running I will be back on the dreaded leash. Our secret? Thanks!
The bright side of being neglected is the "guilt". I can make the Duchess feel guilty just by giving her a kiss. If I give her two kisses she will let me chew on a rawhide bone for awhile. Works every time! This morning she found a little "matt" behind my ear and you would think the world was ending! That ought to be good for a Frosty Paws at the very least! Maybe even Peanut Butter Dog Treats!!!
So, I guess what I'm really saying is that life is good here at the castle :)
In a moment of total insanity I chewed up the blue dressing. I know, I know, I promised not to do that. . . What can I say? It was blue. The Duchess was very unhappy with me. To punish me for my bad judgment she re-wrapped my leg in green!
I was quite put out over this and let the Duchess know by chewing up the green dressing just like I chewed up the blue one.
A few days ago the Duke and Duchess noticed a lump on my leg. They were sure it was not always there. So many of our bloggie friends are having health issues and nasty lumps that the Duchess decided to rush me into the Vet to be sure it was nothing. I tried to reassure her. It doesn't even bother me at all, but she was taking NO chances.
Can you see it? It is on my dirty royal leg.
Well, the Vet doesn't think it is a tumor thank goodness, but she thinks I probably blew out my knee. The good news is that knees can heal up just fine. So she wrapped me up all snug in BLUE. I was horrified! A Queen doesn't wear blue she wears PINK and GOLD! Or silver :) Anyway, please excuse the dressing. I had no control over it. Then to make matters worse, the dreaded E-collar came up out of the basement. Fortunately, after the Duchess explained to me why I had to wear it, I promptly gave my word that I would not chew on the dressing - and the collar came off. I have been as good as gold since then. Anything to avoid the collar!
I have to be on a leash when I go outside for the next 2 weeks. No running. No horse play. (I have never played with a horse in my life!)
As you probably know Mister Higgins is the type of pup that must have his exercise requirements filled every day. Now that it is dark when the Duchess gets home from work there is a problem playing ball with Higgins. He can't find the ball! So, the Duke and Duchess found a fun solution to the problem! And now you can see for yourself :)
Mister Higgins is doing excellent. The Duchess took him to the Vet after the biting incident and the Vet suggested she take him to a "Behaviourist". He also had the gall to say that euthanasia was also an option. The Duchess couldn't believe he would even consider that. Why would she destroy her beloved puppy because she didn't teach him the rules????? Needless to say she was not very happy with the Vet. However, I think Higgins knew what the Vet was saying because after that he turned into the sweetest, most loving little puppy you could ever want!!! The rules have changed around here and Higgins knows exactly what the new rules are. So, things are much better and everyone is happy and still alive!
When we are really good we get to chew on our rawhide bones.
I eat mine the fastest so the Duchess keeps a close eye on me.
Bear gets tired of chewing so he just dozes off when he feels like it's safe.
We also get carrots sometimes for a treat. I love carrots!
Higgins does not like carrots.
He's not too sure what to do with them.
Bear LOVES them. Well, Bear loves anything he can eat.
The Duke and Duchess decided to make bread (without the machine)
and Navy Bean soup with Ham. They sure made a mess out of the kitchen!
They took turns doing the kneading. The Duchess says it's hard work!
See how clean the oven is? that's because the Duchess doesn't cook. Really. But she says she is going to learn. Better late than never, right?