Melissa & Porter's Blog (8)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6tCbMFp7eUo

 

The funniest part is around 1:31 imho.

We got another 18+ inches of snow in New Jersey.  Check out this comparison of my foot and Porter's Clydesdale Snowball Paws.  This morning three dogs and eight kids were going craaaazy in my backyard :-)…

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Porter tried to come inside this afternoon with a mangled bloody rabbit dangling from his mouth.  It was so gross.  I brought him in, fed him some water, and went outside to dispose of the bunny.  Now, DH is saying I should have let him keep it because he earned it!  Someone please talk me down from feeling guilty about taking away the mangled bunny.  Also, he just turned two, why is he now so adept at killing things: catching the fly last week and the bunny today specifically.  Could it be…

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I've had a fly in my bedroom for three nights now.  (No, I don't live in filth, I swear.)

I think flies move a bit slower in winter?  Its zooming had been easier to ignore than usual.  So, for two nights I halfheartedly swatted at it with a book and then let it go. Porter also made a couple pathetic attempts to eat it in midair, but he was also uncommitted.

Well, tonight I decided enough was enough, and Porter realized this.

I got out of bed and started tracking it.  He…

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I'll preface this by saying that Porter always pees on top of his best friend's pee, and Porter is his friend's boss, eating and drinking first, among other things. And I kinda have always known that I am Alpha over Porter because he waits for my lead on entering, exiting, walking downstairs...etc., and if I correct him with any bit of seriousness, he pretty much flops onto his back.

Nonetheless, I wasn't sure what would happen when I peed in the woods during my hike with the doodles today… Continue

I figured out what might be going through Porter's head everyday when he growls and woo woo's at the mail carrier.



The man approaches. Porter makes his menacing noises. The man leaves. Obvious success. Porter must tell the man this is our house for the guy to walk away. And if Porter did not bark, well, the man would surely come in and maybe even steal stuff from the fridge. The horror!



But Porter takes his work seriously and saves us… Continue

I just gave Porter the pan filled with gelatin from a baked chicken--all for him to lick. And how does he repay me, by cleaning his face on my leather (thank God) couch. He slithered his face along the cushions and around the sides. Ew. Maybe the fat will condition the leather...

Crouch down with his tail between his legs, backing away in fear when I took my travel bag out from under the bathroom sink and put it on the counter.

Play bow and bark at my son's green ceramic piggy bank.