Happy Birthday, Blaze!

Oh, how I've loved watching and learning from this one, my first OWN puppy since I was 18 or so. Talk about ga-ga. Her little feet smelled so GooD!

Blaze is front right, trying to eat the wood edging.

Close-Up, This puppy still loves to eat:)

Her first act upon arrival at her new home was to go and hide in some bushes, necessitating a search and rescue that was epic in how long it seemed to take to find her, and how well she'd secreted herself into her creeping juniper cave.

Yes, the longe line is over-kill, but I wasn't planning on losing her again:) Blaze was the sillest lookin' puppy...

Since she's my dog, and we share a birthdate, and are somehow psychically linked, it is amazing how she mirrors me. And no, for sure, not always are those very GooD ways. Blaze is shy, and so am I.

I knew I needed to get her out and socialized more than the average dog, and I have tried my best, but I'm afraid I didn't quite do enough. The call of just going home after a long day's work was just too powerful.

How much she mirrors me, was pointed out to me today.

A gentleman came into the shop today, and although I had been expecting him, I had expected a call first. (I had been waiting for him for well over a month.) Since I was feeling a tad acerbic, my body language inspired Blaze to (stealthily, from a foot or so distance away) nip at the guys' work boots, as he was leaving. Blaze had her full evil face on, doing the same weird thing she has done to stranger dogs she doesn't know, she likes to "herd" them with the most diabolical look on her face..

MAN, we need to get out more;).