When Good Dogs Go Bad

Since we now have two dogs, we thought it would be good to get a doggie door. One plus to that is that I wouldn't have to get up so often to let our little poochies out (getting up is getting harder to do). Mark and I spent lots of time and treats trying to get Chloe to go in and out of the doggie door. For quite a while she really didn't want to go in or out, and then she didn't want to do it unless there was a treat on the other side. It took her a while to figure out that the treat was being able to roam freely inside and out!

Well, today we got our wish and more. Chloe went outside all by herself. When I hadn't heard from her in a while, I decided maybe I should call for her. She came around the corner, and what do I see but our beautiful little doggie with a mud-covered snout and paws. Her reward for this feat? A nice, long bath, of course! Here she is in the bathtub before the mud formed...
During the cleaning off process...

And the end result with a clean nose...but we're not sure where her eyes are. :)

Not to leave the other dog out, George is adjusting well. Maybe too well. The other night we were away and came home to find part of a chocolate cake missing from the top of our table. The table is counter-height, and he would have to get up on the chairs to get to the top. The next morning while Mark was studying, more of the cake mysteriously disappeared. Today we were preparing to eat lunch and we looked up to find George sitting in the chair across from us. I think we may just have two behavior-challenged dogs on our hands! :)

Bringing Home Baby...a trial run

This is our souvenir from the wedding. His name is George. If you have been reading our blog, you will remember him from his visit to us over Christmas. We brought George home from California this weekend, along with his brother Jake. Jake went to our friends Brad, Michelle, and Matthew. George is a little shy with people, cameras, phones, and ice cubes. George also likes to howl. His transition here has been really good so far (all two days of it). He likes to sleep on the couch or just follow me around. He and Chloe haven't really played together, but they haven't fought, either. Last night they even slept in the same area together without so much as a whimper or bark.

We went to the doggie park yesterday and they both did great. We got to see George run and play with the other dogs - and he did it well. He also walked on the leash very well - making Chloe look bad. I think that's going to be a trend.

I wanted to get a picture of George on his first night with us. Here's what happened:

This time the camera was quicker than the dog. :) Good boy!

P.S. The dogs weren't the only take-away from the wedding...we just got the bonus :) I wonder what they'll give away at their other receptions...

Our California Adventure

This past weekend we ventured back to Southern CA for our friend Patrice's wedding. It was our last big adventure before the carseats are installed. It was a fun time catching up with friends there, and God made it overcast and heavy traffic so I wouldn't want to be living back there again. :)

We got to see our friends Buck and Jess and their kids (Gabby, Brennen, and Caelan) at the beach. It was the first time I've seen anyone make sand angels...
Here's proof that we were on the beach, too. That's the San Clemente Pier behind us.

This is Alisa (without her men) giving us a classic Alisa pose!

And last but certainly not least, us with the Bride and Groom! Congrats to Martin and Patrice!!

Enjoying the...weather

The other day Chloe decided it was time to sit outside. And stay outside. She usually runs around and then comes back and lays on the patio area outside the door. The weather was nice and so I guess the spot of choice was under the tree...in the rocks. She looked so cute I just had to capture the moment. Yet one more example of the bad dog masquerading as a good dog.

Grandpas and Grandmas

These are the grandparents of the Chang twins. Mark's parents came to visit this weekend and we were able to have all four grandparents over for dinner on Sunday. It was a gorgeous evening, so we were able to spend some time outside. The firepit even got a little bit of use!

Food for though: Which parent do each of us resemble most? Will the babies get any of their grandparents' German characteristics? :)