Reindeer Jack

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LOL. Jack was so annoyed with me, but I guess his love for me is stronger because he sat there while I clicked away. The look of disdain on his face was priceless, I wish he could talk. LOL poor Jack.

Sleepy Jack

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Jack has spent the last few hours laying on the cushion right behind me. He’s tired, I don’t know how or why, he emits these little “groans” like a little old man. He’s only six, I think he enjoys pretending to be the little old man.

The jam session

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Our son and our nephew were jamming, our son on guitar, and Stephen on base, Jack was background vocals. They weren’t playing anything commercial just jamming, blending their sounds, playing in the dining room. Jack was in the living room with me, howling in time to the base. I was watching t.v with their music in the background and it was really nice, but Jack singing his heart out was just funny. I regret not thinking to record the jam session, hopefully there’ll be another time.

Little Jack

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Today was another day spent at the hospital, getting an endoscopy to make sure that everything is still on the up and up, Doctor Birkman took biopsies, we’ll know next week if the site is still clean. An endoscopy is relatively easy and painless, it lasts only a half hour and you’re asleep for it, the anesthesia is light if you will, you wake up easily and without the grogginess and nausea the older anesthesia used to leave you with as an side effect.

Jack has been sitting next to me since I got home, he’s a very good care companion, he doesn’t demand attention, he just stays close just in case I need to touch him or pet him. He lovingly makes himself available, he is so cute, our little Jack.

A view of Jack’s kingdom

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I hunkered down real low to take pictures of Jack’s kingdom, to get a better perspective of how he saw his world. His world looks pretty big from way down there, full of hidden pathways and spots to ferret out unsuspecting prey. I found a few dead voles and two bird carcasses which I cleaned up, Jack is merciless.

I only wish Jack didn’t show Stanley all of his tricks, Jack’s tiny holes have been dug into craters by Stanley, the tiny scratching at the honeysuckle’s roots turns into deep gouges and chunks casually ripped away, thank you Stanley. Jack’s nimble and spry leaping to and fro amongst the hosta, translates into crushed and trampled plants again thank you Stanley.

We had had big dogs, Marshall and Rex, so I was used to having the backyard filled with largish droppings and destroyed furniture inside the house, but I wasn’t prepared for the relandscaping my garden has undergone. It’s always an adventure with Jack and Stanley. Lulu stays above the fray, her contributions are the well worn paths along the fence’s perimeter. I wonder if our three dogs think they have it pretty good, I would love to know what they think of their lives with us. There is a reason why movies like “The Secret Lives of Pets” is making a killing at the box office, everyone is curious about that question.

I haven’t forgotten Jack and Lulu

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Aren’t Jack and Lulu sweet together sharing Lulu’s bed? Jack loves his own bed, but he isn’t shy about commandeering the other beds, not at all. When we bought the beds, Jack went and tried them all out before he went to his own bed. He is the little boss man after all and Lulu and Stanley know it. LOL

I tried getting rid of the weird space alien eyes, but the tools only work for red-eye, not wacky space alien eyes. 

I love how much Jack and Lulu love each other, they love Stanley too, but I think they are a little exhausted from the work of raising him. He can be a handful. LOL

Poor Jack, he is so put upon

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Poor Jack, if you look at him closely, he is sporting his most forlorn look ever, and why is that? I put a new sweater on him, that’s why. His tail is down, Mister tail wagger of a millions miles an hour, and he’s barely even looking at me for a picture, Mister I am a ham ordinarily.

  
 When he’s like this I can’t help but laugh, you would think that we denied him stuff, I told him that he had it pretty good compared to what Lulu had experienced before we rescued her and the look he gave me was priceless. I wish I had captured it because he didn’t seem convinced that he was living a life of leisure.  He is something else.  My little curmudgeon. lol

Adjustments in Jack and Lulu’s world

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And the adventure continues. We, the humans are so in love with baby Stanley, Jack and Lulu not so much. Lulu the love muffin  wants to smother him with hugs and love bites one minute and the other, bowls him over and tries to sit on him,  while Mister grumpy Gus who is a curmudgeon at only 5 years of age  is still unsure if he approves, though this morning he did indulge in some playtime with Stanley if only for 5 minutes. otherwise he sniffs at him and walks away.  

I know that in no time the three of them will be as thick as thieves, but for now we are keeping a close eye on Stanley at least until he gets a little bigger and we don’t have to worry about him getting squished.

Jack and Lulu back in the spotlight

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I have exhausted my treasure trove of France pictures and so today I am putting the focus back onto our canine babies, Jack and Lulu. They have been busy despite the fact that I wasn’t home, it isn’t as if they simply crawled under a bed, sulking, just waiting for me to come home. They were busy entertaining our children and my husband with their specific brand of shenanigans, like running and jumping around at vittle time, Jack using luggage and our shoes as his personal lounge area, and Lulu not understanding the concept of personal space whatsover either for dogs or humans. I won’t horrify you with tales of chipmunk hunting, just rest assured that Jack has taught Lulu only too well; woe the chipmunk who ventures out in the back yard, that is why they run around like crazy out in front.

  
  
Lulu, our wacky and delightful dog loves nothing more than to cuddle with all of us, the closer she is to you, the happier she is, it is so endearing.

Oh Jack, Jack, Jack

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Jack is the epitome of pigletness, I tell you. Jack decided to go out this morning tomato picking, I caught him lying on this rug, sphinx style, gently nibbling on his tomato, his first harvest. I surprised him, of course, when I crept over to take a picture. The little nut!

His newest thing with Lulu, after they finish having their 3 o’clock vittles, Jack stands underneath her mouth and licks her teeth clean, he then walks over to the water bowl to sip out any little crumbs she leaves behind after drinking from it. He is unbelievable.

  
 In other news, after we had a good laugh about Jack and Lulu, I went to go squash and basil picking, my husband had a few ideas for the basil. He made a superb pesto using our fresh basil, a huge bunch of it, three different cheeses and good olive oil, he dressed some fresh tortellini with it and it was delicious. The basil was the star, its flavor so aromatic, as my tastebuds were embracing its herbaceous flavor, my nose was compounding the sensation, both were appreciating my husband’s pesto. 

Once you have garden fresh produce, it really changes how you perceive our food delivery system. It is so hard to go back to supermarket tomatoes after spending a summer eating your own off the vine.