A Little Sun-Baking Tip from the 24 Paws...

UNDER BAKED...

OVER BAKED...

JUST RIGHT!

True Chews Bully Sticks from Chewy.com

Chewy.com asked us to review another one of their tasty products.  Bully sticks are a special, special treat in this house, so when I saw the package True Chews for six, I thought, COOL!

Seconds later...

I knew they were small, but they are BULLY STICKS!

They gobbled them up so fast and that's when I noticed this:

FOR DOGS UP TO 20 POUNDS!!!

GOOD GOING MOM!

Ordering was easy, our package arrived in a couple of days, you saw how easy it was for the dogs to eat.

Regardless of how small they were for our big dogs, they still loved them.

We give True Chew 24 Paws UP!

*Disclaimer*  I was given one bag of True Chew Bully Sticks for my honest review of product.  
All views are 100% mine.

Sunny Day

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These sunflowers greet me every time I walk out the front door.

Hope everyone has a happy, sunny day!

Brut's Talking Eyes

I find it simply amazing when I’m communicating with the dogs and we are reaching each other in a language that everyone can understand.

Those times when you find that you are actually TALKING to each other.

It still blows my mind.

Like the other day hubby had just gotten home and became the center of jealousy between Brut and Zappa.  And just as Brut started to lower his head and ears, I said real quietly, “eh-huh,” and he looked at me.  Inside that quick glance I read a fountain of information, but mostly it said, “I really want to.  But I respect you.”

I swear he has the eyes of a tiger.  I always feel like I’m dealing with a wild animal when he’s in the attack mode.  Or when he throwing around his “leave me alone” attitude.

And there is nothing quite like reaching him AND getting a positive and honest response when he’s in that mode out of the respect we have for each other.

We have these kind of discussions all of the time, but it’s the times when I really need him to hear me and he listens by returning the favor that are the most precious.

Those are the times when we really see the truth in each other’s eyes   Brut’s communicative eyes have a way of keeping a hold on me.  When he is truly who he is.

And it reminds me of a Disney movie or a storybook when the dog “talks” with their body and the child knows what they are saying.  I swear sometimes I’m living a dream.  Worth every ounce of pain, blood and tears that I went through with Brut to get here.

What an awesome boy! My Brut!

GET THAT NAIL!

 You'd better have a whole lot of treats to make up for this mess!

I am trying to clip Silver's nails.  I'm trying to use clicker training.  I pull out the clippers, right off the bat, and bring them straight over to her.  Then I try to touch a nail with the clippers while she shuffles her paw back and forth and out of the way.  All the while trying to clicker train and reward.  I try to catch a nail while feeding her treats one after another to clip a tip off.  She sits, she stands, she lays down, she doesn't know what to do except get the food while she can.   I'm so flustered, I'm clicking and rewarding when she pulls away and ignoring her when she does something good.  The whole thing is a confusing mess and every training session goes like this and I can't figure out why.  This time though I'm watching myself and besides thinking this is crazy, I realize I don't know how to do something new with Silver that involves clicker training.  Which may sound a bit weird, but really I have so little behavior training I have to do with Silver that I don't know how to do it on her.  This is when I also see I'm trying to have her be friends with the nail clippers to clipping a nail all in one shot.  I know, it sounds horrible, doesn't it?  My poor girl!

So after our mass confusion session, I take my problem to my go-to dogs when it comes to behavior training, Chance and Blaze.  They are always the first to learn any trick or behavior issue and I practice everything one them first.  This is when I realize I have to start at square one with Silver and let her let me hold her paw for more than a split second.

This is what I practice with Chance and Blaze who will let me do just about anything and the two dogs whom I have the most compassion for because of the abuse they have been through.  It helps that they are even tempered and easy to work with and in the process they get yummy treats for something that is so easy for them as holding their paws.
 
Now I know how to start with Silver. SLOW! And we took that first step today.  Just holding her paw and clicking and rewarding.  No clippers, no confusion.  Just simple.

I think we finally both relaxed.

       FINALLY!

Who Needs Bigger Boobs?

Well, step this way because Google Ad has a cream that can make that happen for you.

Where did I find it you ask?  A health and beauty blog?  A fancy magazine?  No!  On our DOG BLOG! 

24 Paws of Love was advertising BOOB CREAM!

Can you believe that?  

How many woman visit our doggie blog for dog stories, see the ad and look down at their chest and say, that's what I've been needing, BOOB CREAM!

Sheesh!

Seriously, I was a bit more than appalled.  All of my ads are marked to be pet related.  And I don't think breast enhancers comes anywhere in the ball park.

This came after the fact of finding out we've been advertising for puppy mills through Google Adsense, when they had ads of puppies for sale.  (Thanks to Pamela post!)  

Anyways we've stopped Google Ads for now until we figure out what to do with it.

I still can't believe it.  

The Hunter

If you are squeamish, you may want to stop right here.  

One thing I love about nature is the natural cycles that occur.

Elmer Fudd, LOOK OUT!

Cause Blaze got that wascally wabbit!!

Taste like chicken!!

Blaze was so proud of herself, we couldn't resist the photo.

Mr. Bunny was placed in the 24 Paws of Love graveyard in the little woods across the street.
May he rest in peace.

SLED BRAIN

 Chance and Blaze last winter

I've got dog sledding on the brain.  Once a week I've been walking the dogs in pairs and practicing turn commands and they are coming along.

Well then I got the hair brain idea of taking Chance on my bike, my. two. wheel. mountain. bike, because my three wheeler has a flat.

My husband just looked at me and said, "You did what?  With Chance?  Any dog but Chance."

That's because Chance is the fastest dog and the strongest.

Obviously I made it back in one piece, although I don't have a clue how I stayed upright.  White knuckling it I suppose.  BOL!

It was a hell of rush splashed with terror.  All in one.  But we did it.  AND...we even ran into a family riding bikes and Chance did really good staying on track for the most part.

Chance was pissed when I made him turn around, he wanted to keep going while I had went as far as I was going.  BOL!

It was good practice though.  I can't wait to get on the sled!!