Friday, March 16, 2007

Weekend Dinosaur, err, Dog blogging

I'm so excited about the idea of weekend dog blogging that I am writing this on Tuesday and saving it until the weekend. And these aren't even my dogs!
These behemoths belong to my son and his girlfriend, but they are so cute I am compelled to show them to the world. Beefeater Maximus, the lovely brindle gentleman, is about 10 months old, and weigh about 140 pounds. His fawn friend is Sequoia- she's about a year old and slightly over 100 pounds.
I first met Beefy in September, when my older son brought him along to my younger son's wedding. He was a cutie, about 4 or 5 months old. My dog Ender, a crabby old man of 12, didn't like him one bit, but the rest of us were captivated. My son told me that English Mastiffs are very low energy dogs, big couch potatoes, in fact.

Because Ender had some antisocial tendencies, before the majority of the wedding guests arrived he took a short vacation to the Dog Spa for the weekend, but Beefy didn't get banished. He did spend the afternoon looking around for E, with an expression on his face that said "Hey, where is that guy? He wasn't very much fun, but I miss him!"
All the guys went out for the bachelors party, and I got to be the good grandmother, babysitting the pup. My son told me that Beefy would sleep. HAH!
The perfect couch potato decided to have a very active period between 1 and 4 AM. He found and chewed on everything, and I mean EVERYTHING! It had been a very long time since I had either a baby or a puppy in the house, and some might say I am "housekeeping challenged". That meant that there was a lot of stuff to interest a puppy. Especially balls of handspun yarn, sitting so attractively in a bushel basket. And my dirty laundry, waiting in a pile to go to the laundry room. After a couple of hours of this, I thought my head would explode! I had to call my husband and tell him to come home RIGHT NOW!
But he is awfully cute. And it is kind of like watching dinosaurs in the backyard.

Weekend Dog Blogging is hosted by Sweetnicks; you can see a full line up on Sunday.


sher said...

Hey--they have that relaxation part down cold! So cute.

Willa said...

My son says they spend all day like that, and usually with each one has someone else's leg in his or her mouth.

When we visited over Thanksgiving, I swear you could see Beefy grow- like corn in July- when we got there on Tuesday his eyes were level with the table, and by the time we left on Saturday his chin was just above the table.