THE SECRET IS OUT

Remember the "Epic Misadventure" I mentioned earlier this week? I couldn't really post about it because it involved our grand dog Guinness, whose parents were off in Hawaii on their honeymoon, and we did not want to spoil their remaining time there.

Hubby took her out for a walk a few days ago, and they ended up getting attacked by a couple of dogs who were running around off leash. They went straight for Guinness' neck, but John was able to kick them away before they drew blood.  He came home rather drippy himself, but that was from taking a nose dive on the pavement, not from any bites. I'm just grateful he didn't bonk his head in the process, or we could have ended up with a repeat of The Great Mima's Debacle!(which was first thought to be from a bump, then maybe an aneurysm, but ultimately attributed to the head bump after all)

We thought Guinness was fine, since there was no blood on her, but the next morning she yelped and jumped back when I reached down to scratch behind her ear. Fortunately, she once boarded at the local vet while her daddy was staying with us, so they had her on their client list and were able to get her right in. When they dug down through her furry ruff they found a couple of shallow nicks, which they are treating with antibiotics. She should be fine in a jiff. Physically, anyhow.
 

Not sure she will ever let us take her on a walk again, in that particular area, but hey, at least her parents reassured us that we are still her favorite babysitters!

TONGUE-TIED

Little Cal had an appointment with a pediatric dentist yesterday. When the midwife first examined him she said he might be "tongue-tied". When she came to the house to check on him and discovered he had lost some weight, she was fairly certain of it, so she sent them to a specialist. He said it was becoming more and more common in newborns, but they hadn't yet figured out what was causing it. Luckily, it's an easy fix. Nate's parents had mentioned a craving for enchiladas, so while Lex and Nate took Calvin to his appointment, we took Holly and Frank to Chuy's! While there we got a message from Lex saying that everything went well and was over in a jiff, but that hearing her Little Goober scream was "pretty rough!" She thinks it was more from being startled than anything else, as he stopped soon afterwards. By the time we got back from Chuy's, with takeout for the new mom and dad, Cal was already nursing away!

When Little Mama took a break to eat her lunch, Papa John finally got to hold Goober for the very first time.

I think he's in love!
 

Or maybe he's just imagining all the shenanigans the two of them have in their future. 

WHAT'S NEW?

Well, I'm trying very hard NOT to become an all grandbaby, all the time blog. It's hard. Especially when the only other epic event that happened this week is something I can't post about right now. So I guess you'll have to settle for this.

That's Miss Guinness, our grand dog.We are taking care of her while her mom and dad are on their honeymoon in Hawaii. That epic event I mentioned may have had something to do with her, but we're not tellin'. Don't worry Mom and Dad. It definitely wasn't her fault!

THE VISITOR

Caught a glimpse of this guy from our upstairs bedroom window the other day, perched by our water tank down the hill. He stayed in that same position, not budging, for the longest time!

From that distance, and with his head turned, I thought for sure it was one of our little foxes, though I was surprised to see him out in the middle of the day. The ones we have around here are greyish brown, not red.

It wasn't until I downloaded and enlarged the photos that I realized...

it was just a kitty cat, lookin' for lunch!
  

OUR LITTLE MAN

Apologies in advance for the poor quality of my photos, but I was waaay too absorbed with the subject, to pay much attention to technique!

Meet Calvin, our little man...