Hide and Seek Hijinks! Sophie's Foster Friend Makes a Disappearing Act
Stella was re-named Luna after she was adopted. That’s the name she will have in the graphic novels. Stay tuned for some previews of her adventures in “Sophie” book 3.
Stella was re-named Luna after she was adopted. That’s the name she will have in the graphic novels. Stay tuned for some previews of her adventures in “Sophie” book 3.
Luna’s adventure continues. In the upcoming graphic novel I expanded on this storyline because I had the room for expensive sets and costumes. Sophie takes Luna on quite the adventure. Oh, and Annie goes along this time!
This is based on one of my favorite real life fosters, Stella. Her mom changed her name to Luna and she’s living an awesome life. She’ll have her own story in “Sophie” book 3 and I included a picture of the real life Luna.
When you have a baby, nothing beats a furry vaccum cleaner.
Now you will forever picture doughnuts with ears. Creepy, huh?
I’m pretty sure Dunkin’ had a sandwich like this at one point.
Sophie’s change when our son was born were astounding. And instant. One day she was a goofy, aloof lab and the day he came home she turned into mama bear. To be honest it was shocking. When our son came home from the NICU, a visiting nurse had to make housecalls. On the first visit she put a scale on the dining room table and we put our son in the scale. The second she moved to the table, Sophie bolted and wedged herself between the nurse and the table.
We were stunned and took a second before reacting. We had never seen this behavior before. I’m pretty sure the nurse peed a little. From then on, Sophie’s world revolved around our son.
We still have this chair. And despite all the canine traffic, it’s held up well. I do miss having a Sophie on it.
They reall are that complicated. In a good way. The thing that astounds me the most is that the more you mearn about and study dogs the more fadcinating they become. Dogs are not plug and play. You have to put in the work. A lot of my training was trial by fire. We had a lot of foster dogs with a variety of issues. You just have to put in the work and the patience.
The one book I do reccomend to everyone that adopts a dog is Mike Ritland’s Team Dog: How to Train Your Dog--the Navy SEAL Way . Until that book came out I never thought to look to military K9 handlers for knowledge. I was blown away. The bond the SEAL handlers have with their dogs is like nothing I’ve ever seen. That book is a must read.
Hands down one of my favorite books. Can’t recommend it enough. Trivia note: Neil Gaiman holds the record for the number of Easter eggs in the strip.
The battle to keep dog toys from becoming sponges in the rain rages on. For the most part our Weezy doesn’t bring her favorite toys outside. However, Gunnar likes to steal those toys and take them outside to get Weezy’s attention. For the most part we’ve trained them to keep outisde toys outside. When you live in a region with red clay this is paramount to not letting your house turn into some sort of modern art clay sculpture.
And yes, Doug is playing with a Spawn figurine. And yes, it’s actually one of my Spawn figurines.
Thankfully we haven’t had a wipeout incident in quite some time. On the flip side, my dogs are determined to change the kitchen floor into a red clay tennis court.
No matter hwo sophisticated dog toys get, nothing beats a tennis ball. I used to take Sophie to the field with a hopper full of tennis balls and my racquet. The great thing about fetch with tennis balls is when you get tired you can sit down and chew the fuzz off. Or at least Sophie did. I just watched.
You never outgrow picture books. Or at least I didn’t. I highly recomend the one featured in this comic. “Wolf in the Snow” is a beautiful story and of course, it has wolves.
Our house is regularly exposed to fluff storms. And I don’t mind in the least. Weezy spent her early years without a single toy. Now she appreciates every one she gets. She saves them as long as she can. If she has multiple stuffed toys she’ll pick one to sacrifice right away and then make the other ones last a long time.
Gunnar, on the other hand, will hoard all the toys so Weezy has to pay attention to him. He’s a bit of a brat. Luther could care less about toys. He’s happy as long as he has a bed in every room to sleep on.
We did away with the kitchen flip top garbage pail. It’s in a slide out now. Pretty much puppy proof. Although Gunnar has some serious ninja skills when I’m cooking. I’ll have the garbage open while prepping, turn around for three seconds and he’ll drift in silently and get his snout in.
I’m usually pretty strict when it comes to giving my dogs food from the table. For starters, I don’t want them in the habit of begging. Also, I don’t want them eating too uch “people” food. However, things fall off tabes and every dog knows the best source for the food lottery is the dining room table.
Thankfully we have zero fire pit related incidents. At least when the pit is lit.
Always funny when Sophie and Doug debate aliens and UFOs. I mined this idea for the upcoming graphic novels and have an entire alien abduction chapter.