Two of the five babies didn't live to be adopted, but little Simon rallied and turned into the very cute, mischievous boxer puppy that he was meant to be.
Now he has become a very handsome young man! Look at that face! Thanks, foster mom Mary for loving him and nursing him to health!
I got an email a couple of weeks ago from a guy named Ryan. Ryan is trying to sell dog food bowls to help dogs eat more slowly. He wanted to send me a bowl to try out.
I thought about it, and decided it was the perfect opportunity for me to experiment on Dakota! She's a total hog, you know. And I always wanted to be a scientist.
Here is what Ryan said about his bowl:
"My name is Ryan and I am working with a new little company called Long Tail Pet Products. We're launching a wonderful new health product for dogs called DogPause. DogPause is a dog bowl that is clinically proven to slow down dogs' eating habits and help reduce common problems such as gas, belching, vomiting, gagging, anxiety and bloating."
Being the loyal Legacy Boxer Rescue volunteer that I am, I agreed to the experiment on the condition that Ryan send me two bowls - one for my experiment, one for LBR. Ryan fell victim to my terms, and he sent two bowls - thanks!
I started my experiment by filling the DogPause bowl and her regular bowl with precisely one cup of dog food.
Note the very cute dog face on the DogPause bowl. The bowl comes in red and blue. I chose a soothing blue for my experiment.
We put a leash on Dakota to keep her away from the food until we were ready. It seemed to distract her a little. She didn't want mom to take me out while she wasn't looking. Despite the distraction, she ate the food from her regular bowl in 37 seconds. Impressive! She's an eating machine!
The second cup of food was in the DogPause bowl. She took 77 seconds to eat the food from the DogPause bowl.
The DogPause bowl more than doubled her eating time! Impressive results! During the debriefing session after the experiment, Dakota said that she was a little embarrassed by her performance, and assured me she could do better.
Don't worry, I didn't fall for that. She was just trying to get more food. That girl is obsessed!
The moms rock, too. They heard that Costco had these awesome loofah stuffies for a great price, and they ran out and bought us two packs! The first victim was this cute orange monkey.
Dakota was playing with a brown dog, but she felt she should steal my monkey! Darn that Dakota! How dare she monopolize both stuffies!
Naturally, I pulled out some ninja moves on her and took back my monkey! Yeah loofahs!
Sadly, the monkey is currently in the stuffy hospital...
We got a delivery from FedEx yesterday! And it was for me! It was from Fur the Animals!
There were some very cute bears in there - yellow and blue. We already had a pink one. We also got a very soft elephant - something happened to his tail though - it's missing now.
The best part, though, was hidden at the bottom of the stuffies. Fur the Animals sent us a little bonus! RIBS!!! Thank you so much!
A giant bag of ribs, made in America, just for me! The mean moms haven't let me have one yet, but I can smell them. I vow to keep drooling all over the house in protest until I get every last rib! Once every surface is coated with slobber, they will be forced to give me a rib.
Update: We have not yet found the orange duck foot, but Dakota is still her usual perky self. We are continuing the poo vigil, but I think perhaps the foot was digested!
He is an excellent companion. I can toss him in the air, and shake him like a rag doll, and he still loves me!
He makes a very soft pillow, also. I just love my gorilla! The moms bought him at a Legacy Boxer Rescue garage sale fundraiser for $1.00. What a deal! Thanks to the volunteer that gave up my precious gorilla - sucker!
Unfortunately, he is currently in the Stuffy Hospital. Somehow, when we were playing the other day, his nose came off! I was shocked!
Sorry, Gorilla. I wish that mom would take you into the ER and fix you up, so we could play and cuddle again...I will still love you without a nose!
This morning, the moms had scrambled eggs for breakfast. They very selfishly forgot to save a little piece for me and Dakota, so when they finished, I gave them THE LOOK.
It totally worked! The moms actually decided to make us our very own scrambled egg - WOO-HOO!
Mom loves to read Dining Alone. Inspired by that blog, she documented our egg cooking. Dog parents take note - you can follow this complex recipe and make an egg for your dog!
Mom started with some some delicious butter. The other mom said we don't need butter, but we do.
She put it in the warming pan, and let it melt. The delicious aroma of butter filled the kitchen. Mom, can I lick the knife?
While the butter melted, mom got out the lovely brown eggs. Only the best for us!
As you can see, I was mesmerized by the egg. I could have eaten it raw, shell and all...
Dakota actually tried to take it out of mom's hand - crazy girl!
Next, mom broke the egg into the pan. She's sorry it was dirty, but they had just made eggs, and she didn't feel it was necessary to wash it before she made our egg.
This is the scrambling - look at all of that eggy goodness - just for me!
Oooh - it smells ready, and mom's putting it in a bowl. Just one bowl! It must all be for me!
Then we had to wait for it to cool. It was very hard. I told Dakota to go poop on the floor to distract them while I ate the eggs. She just stared at the eggs like she didn't even hear me.
After mom decided the eggs were cool enough we ate! And ate and ate...
Oh how delicious! Thanks mom! Yummy yummy buttery eggs for breakfast!
I love eggs! Let's make some more mom - don't these pictures make you hungry for more eggs?
Thanks moms - you should be on Top Chef! . . . UPDATE: Still no sign of the duck foot...
Today, Dakota and I were innocently playing with one of our many ducks (They are Dakota's favorite, so we have lots). Suddenly, one of the duck's feet was missing!
Not just torn up or torn off, but totally gone. This started a quest that we call, The Hunt for Orange Duck Foot.
We started by looking in Dakota's crate. That seemed a logical place, but all we found was a dog bed and lots of long, black hair...
I got an inspiration and looked in the stuffy hospital. It seemed a logical place to find a wounded stuffy part. I found my pink loofah dog (darn that Dakota) and another duck, but no loose foot...
Dakota looked in her food bowl. All she found was a few crumbs. She looks in there several times a day, anyway, in case food might magically appear. Alas, no foot...
I decided to look in the freezer. Not that there's room in there for a duck foot, anyway, but all I found was a bunch of food. Hey moms, want some ice cream? (We always get to lick the bowl). Not even a hint of orange...
Dakota thought maybe the foot was in the chocolate box. I know it looks like a microwave, but it's not. It holds the chocolate. We have another microwave for when we want to warm up food. You might think mom has a bit of a sweet tooth. If you think that, you are correct! I found lots of chocolaty goodness, but no duck parts...
So, after an exhaustive hunt, we have reached the only conclusion possible. The duck foot must be in Dakota's belly. I don't swallow the things that I tear apart, so it must be her.
Now we are reduced to hunting for the foot in Dakota's poop. How humiliating. The moms even took a flashlight on our walk tonight. I was mortified. For the record, there was no foot...
Two of the five babies didn't live to be adopted, but little Simon rallied and turned into the very cute, mischievous boxer puppy that he was meant to be.
Now he has become a very handsome young man! Look at that face! Thanks, foster mom Mary for loving him and nursing him to health!
Note the very cute dog face on the 
Naturally, I pulled out some ninja moves on her and took back my monkey! Yeah loofahs!
