Just a Dream

Last night (which was probably more like this morning, since I always dream right before I wake up), I had the craziest dream about my dogs, Kaylee and Camelot….but mostly Camelot.  I don’t know about you, but I always have the most vivid dreams, and I always remember them pretty much every morning.  Steve never remembers his dreams, and he thinks that he doesn’t dream at all….but that’s obviously not true, because everyone dreams or we’d all go crazy (or so I’ve heard).  But every once in a while, I have a dream that is so vivid, that when I wake up I have to take a few seconds to check my surroundings and realize that it was in fact, just a dream.

Last night was one of those times.

The beginning of my dream started with me driving to pick up dinner at Panera.  Only, when I got there, the Panera was mysteriously turned into a McDonalds.  I spent a few minutes deciding what I could get at McDonalds that would be close to something I would get at Panera, and decided on a salad.

When I was on my way home, all of a sudden my car started beeping slowly.  As I drove on the beeping got faster and faster — almost like a heart rate monitor when someone’s heart rate goes up.  All of a sudden the beeping turned into one long beep (like when you flat line) and my car turned off.  Apparently I had run out of gas.

I was able to coast into an empty parking lot, and called Steve to bring me some gas (we have a 5 gallon gas can at home that we use for the lawn mower).  Suddenly, a white pickup truck pulled up and this weird old guy started trying to talk to me.  I can’t remember what he was saying, but I know that I was definitely scared of him.  And for some reason I was sitting on the ground with my back up against a wall instead of in my car….which is dumb.  Why would I not wait in my car with the doors locked?  Especially if there was a weird guy harassing me.

Anyway, the next thing I know, both of my dogs come running around the corner and sit next to me.  Camelot practically laid on top of me, basically protecting me from the bad man.  And I was wondering in my dream how on earth they got there.  We have a fenced in back yard, so unless they hopped over the fence, there is no way they’d somehow run away from our house.  And even if they did somehow get out, how did they know where I was?  I was over a mile away from home!

I called Steve again to see if he had brought them with him for some reason when he came to put gas in my car, but he said that he hadn’t even left yet because he couldn’t find the gas can.

So the dogs waited with me and protected me until Steve finally arrived and I was able to drive home.

But the dream wasn’t over!  When I got home, I saw that the wind had blown a huge hole in our backyard fence, which explains how the dogs got out.  And when I looked closer, I noticed that a huge black bear was in our yard! (Which doesn’t make sense either, because I’m sure there aren’t any black bears in Tennessee).

Somehow, Camelot had gotten back there with the bear and was fighting it!  I tried to yell at the bear to make him go away, and I clapped my hands really loudly, but still they kept on fighting.  Finally, the bear must have gotten tired and ran away.

I ran over to Camelot to check him for injuries, and really only saw some cuts and scratches.  But then, he turned his head toward me and I saw this huge, gaping claw mark running from the top of his head, through his eye and down through his lip.

That’s when I woke up.  And this morning, I had to hug Camelot for several minutes and tell him what a good boy he was for protecting his mommy from the scary man AND the huge black bear.  He didn’t know why I was hugging him and giving him love, he just knew that he liked it. 🙂  THE END.

Our Furry Babies

Yesterday I went a little camera happy with my Sigma lens and took several pictures of my furbabies.  There’s just something about this lens that I LOVE!  It takes such wonderful pictures, even though it doesn’t have a zoom on it, which can be a little inconvenient at times.  But it’s definitely a favorite lens for portraits.

It all started when I saw Lazarus laying inside this water bottle wrapping.  I thought to myself, “That would make a cute picture.”  And since I already had my camera in my hand from taking Steve’s picture yesterday, it made my decision very easy.

He’s such a cutie.

Then he saw Fancy hiding under the kitchen table and started stalking her behind Steve’s shoes.

And then……POUNCE!!!  He’s always doing that, but he’s so much slower than the other kitties that it’s pretty funny to watch.

When he couldn’t catch her, he came back and laid by the water bottle wrapper again and said, “What?  I wasn’t doing anything.  I was just laying here the whole time.”  Ok, he didn’t say that, but he is probably the easiest of our cats to tell what he is thinking.  He’s definitely a talker and complains a lot.

Then I saw pretty Lacey laying on the Sprite on top of the counter.  The light was hitting her in such a way that she just begged to have her picture taken.

Look at this gorgeous girl with her baby blue eyes!

Oh yah, that’s the spot!

Here’s a lovely shot of Fancy, who’s usually not very photogenic.  She can be looking at me completely fine, but the second I point a camera at her she turns away, so this shot was really exciting to get!  Such a pretty petite little thing.  Fance only weighs about 7 pounds on a good day.

Can’t forget about the doggies!  Here’s our sweet Kaylee.  Another non-photogenic baby.  She does not like having her picture taken and always refuses to look at the camera.

So if she ever does look at me, I have to have a very quick trigger finger and snap the photo with lightning speed!

“Don’t I have a pretty nose, Mommy?!  And how about those teeth?  I don’t know how to use my teeth to their full potential, but they sure do look pretty!”

And of course there’s Camelot, who recently made a trip to the groomers where he received his summer shave down.  I planned it so that he would be at the groomers during Elizabeth’s bridal shower.  Pretty sure everyone didn’t want to listen to Camelot bark during the entire shower.

Whenever I go outside with them, the dogs seem to get a sudden burst of energy and start playing chase.  Loving those ears, Camelot!  You can see his summer cut pretty good in this picture compared to Kaylee’s long coat.

I think it’s funny that I caught Camelot’s ears in the “up” position in each of these photos. 🙂  This one of him makes me smile.  He just looks like he’s having such a good time, doesn’t he?

Bite that butt!

Aww, little big buddies.  Thanks for sharing my babies with me!

Just had to see this one of Fancy one more time. 🙂

The House is Quiet Again

We gave little Tinkerbell back to her parents today…..and the house has never been so quiet!  Don’t get me wrong, Tink is such a cutie!!!  She just suffers from a very bad case of separation anxiety.  I couldn’t even go to the bathroom for 1 minute without her crying and barking.  Oh wait….I’ve got one better!  I would be sitting on the couch watching TV with Steve, and the little one would be laying down at our feet nice and quiet, but if I got up to sit at the computer, which is in the same room behind the couch, she would whine because she couldn’t see me.  Steve was still there with her, but apparently he wasn’t good enough.  Which is pretty flattering, actually.  She loved me the most!  Ha!

Actually, with the exception of Kaylee, all our animals love me the most. 🙂  I think it’s because I’m the one that feeds them and takes care of them, and of course, cleans up their poop.  Steve is just there to provide affection from time to time.  Kaylee, however, LOVES her daddy.  She would choose him over me any day of the week.  I’m pretty sure this is due to the fact that I am the one that has to clean out her ears (which she HATES) and clip her nails (which she also hates).  Gosh!  I do all the dirty work, and I get no appreciation!!!

I mean, look at this face!  Don’t let the sweet expression fool you.  Kaylee does what she wants and has VERY selective hearing.  Don’t get me wrong, she is a wonderful dog, and I love her as if I gave birth to her (which would be very weird since she’s a dog and I’m a human), I just wish I could get some appreciation from her!

Doesn’t she know that I was the one who woke up with her 3x per night for over 2 months to take her potty so she wouldn’t have to go in her crate?

Doesn’t she know that I’m the one that cleaned up all her “accidents” on the carpet?  And I’m STILL the one that cleans up her human sized poops in the yard every week.  Not to mention cleaning up all the hair and drool that her body produces.  I get no appreciation I tell you!  She only has eyes for her daddy.  Of course, when I give her love, she’ll pay attention, and paw at me when I stop.  That is pretty much the only attention I get from her.  Sigh….

So I guess it was a little flattering when Tinkerbell would whine when she couldn’t see me.  At least SOMEONE appreciates me!  Here are a few pictures from her stay with us.

Tinkerbell loved playing with Lazarus.

I think he liked playing with her too, even if he won’t admit it.

Hey!  Where’d she go?

Our little cross-eyed boy. 🙂

She also had fun with Uncle Camelot.  He was so gentle with her.  It was kinda weird.  Normally he’s pretty hyper, but with her, he was as calm as can be.  He would even lay down so that she could play with him without being intimidated by his large size.

Haha!  Look at those ears!

Isn’t my big man handsome?

Well, Tink,  I can’t say I enjoyed cleaning your crate 4+ times a day or bathing you every morning, or listening to your yapping all night long, but you sure are a cutie pie!  And I’ll be happy to see you again AT YOUR PARENTS’ HOUSE!