Tired Dog = Good Dog

Last night after work, I picked up Presley and Diesel from Steve's house. Presley is now eating well, so I'm going to slowly add her supplements to her food one at a time so I can figure out what gave her such bad gas and an upset tummy. For now, she'll be eating one cup of kibble, one scoop of canned food and one Glucosamine/Chondroitin pill covered with Cheez Whiz. We'll see how she does on that for a few days.

When we got home last night, Bristol was so happy to see her sisters. At first, the big girls didn't seem too excited about the little one being there. Then at around 8:15PM they all went into serious "play" mode. For two hours straight, I played fetch and tug-o-war with all three of them. Diesel and Bristol also did a bit of wrestling on their own.

During tug-o-war Presley mostly stayed on the sidelines barking at the other girls, but during fetch many times she was the first one to retrieve the ball. It's amazing how fast she can move when she wants to. The funny thing about her barking at the other girls was that she had a huge smile on her face the whole time.

In this picture, you can kinda see her smile and the sparkle in her eyes. She was loving it the whole time.

Finally, at about 10:30PM the girls started to slow down. One by one, they fell asleep in the living room. Bristol was still wired so it took a little longer for her to wind down but she finally settled down next to Presley on the cushion.

At around midnight, I moved the crew into the bedroom and got all the girls snuggled in their beds. At one point, one them was snoring but I couldn't figure out if it was Presley or Bristol. It took me awhile to get to sleep because every time I heard that little snore, I would laugh.

This morning the girls slept in until 7AM, had breakfast, then went right back to bed until about 9:30AM. They were all wiped out, which reminds me of what Scott always says: "A tired dog is a good dog."