Peek-a-tures

The last few days I've had to take pictures for a project for one of my classes. We were told to experiment with lighting and colors. This is what I came up with. Most of the photos were of the boys.



More pics on my Flickr.
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I love my boys

I love these little guys so much. It's hard to go a day without hearing jingling and jangling of tags and the pitter patter of little paws on the hardwood floor. Ralphie is the big brother, which automatically makes him the dominant one. Brutus is the little baby of our family, he cuddles and cooes and can't stand being alone. Both are troublemakers on their own, but when they get together mischeif is bound to be made.

Justine and I don't have any human children at the moment, but these puppies are our boys. They are our four legged, furry babies. They are extremely spoiled, and they know it. Ralphie has the rule of the roost, but soon enough when we have enough for a trainer there will be some structure back in this house. Brutus is the "well behaved" one because when ever your voice is raised above a whisper, he rolls over on his back and gives puppy eyes.

I love these boys more than anything. I justed wanted to gush about my dogs.

All Shut Up

It's raining here in Sacramento, and the rain will continue to come for the next week solid. Which means that the boys cannot go out to play in the backyard. We are all stuck in the house and even though the rain only began yesterday, we are feeling the effects of cabin fever.

Ralphie sits on the couch staring out into the lake forming in the backyard. Every now and then he taps on the window with his paw as if to will the rain to stop. It has to be the cutest thing. While Ralphie stares into the rain, Brutus lays as close as possible to me sleeping. I do not understand how he can sleep 15+ hours in a day. It's insane.

The boys are helping me get ready for the spring semester that starts this coming Monday. They've already opened a package of mechanical pencils and chewed them up for me. Thanks guys for being so helpful.

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Poor Baby Brutus

Last night at about 1:27am Brutus woke up screaming his head off and holding his arm to his chest. Justine and I immediately woke up and grabbed him out from under the covers. He continued to stare us blankly in the eye screaming and crying. Once we noticed he had in some way, shape or form hurt his arm, I began to rub it. He still continued to cry.

I asked if Justine had rolled over on him or if he fell from the bed. She did not squish him, and he had not fallen. We started blankly at each other baffled as to why he would awake screeching like a howler-monkey.

After about five minutes of moving, pushing, poking on his arm it seemed to "hurt" him but nothing we did caused further pain. He snuggled up close to my side and fell back asleep and Justine and I decided his arm must have fallen asleep from him laying on it and it freaked him out.

This morning when I woke up, about 6:30am, Brutus was still nursing his arm and holding it next to his body. For the next few hours he refused to walk, and if he did move, he hobbles. After work at about 1:30pm I went to Walmart, bought him some baby aspirin. As I take a moment from packing for Disneyland, Brutus is now laying on the bed sleeping like a baby, BUT every now and then he remembers his arm hurts and starts to whine and hold it up.

I honestly think he's pretending and just doesn't want Justine and I to go to Disneyland without him.

Poor Baby Brutus indeed.

Dog Collar Crazy!

I have a new addiction. I've been thinking of ways to expand my craft horizons and my crafty business. I must admit, I have missed sewing, and my puppies needed some new collars. I've been pondering on what I could start making and what I can put my charming twist on.

What better than pet accessories? Justine and I are more then guilty when it comes to how much we spend on our little boys. Ralphie and Brutus have their own couch, their own beds, toys strewn about all over the house and the backyard. We specifically moved into a house so they could have a yard to play in. Wow, we sound kind of crazy, but none the less we do not have children (yet) and our puppies are like our children.

I found a great tutorial on etsy and started making pet collars. The last few days have been spent sitting in front of the sewing machine, cutting fabric and interfacing and assembling collars. I've tried to make a few leashes, but a little more time spent practicing will do wonders, I'm sure.

The pictures are just a sneak peek at what I've been up to and what will be up on Etsy soon. The collar Brutus is wearing was the very first collar I have ever made! I had to use checkered fabric because Justine has an obsession with everything and anything checkers. She's looked for the past year for a checkered collar with no luck and I surprised her Friday night when she seen both our boys wearing checkered collars.

Puppy Lovey

Hello Loves,

I am taking a step back from the house talk since we FOUND A HOUSE TO RENT. We have been approved to rent a 3bd 1ba 1100 sq ft house. The house is so cute and has a huge backyard that has three separate gardening sections.

A few days ago, while working from home, I glanced over to my left to see my baby puppy, Brutus, knocked out. Of all the space in the bedroom he decided to lay his pretty little head, not on the puppy pillow you can see to his left, but instead on the warm carpet so that the sun can fall on him warm his little belly.

I could not resist, so I snatched up my iPhone and snapped away while he snoozed. Brutus Wayne Garcia-Santos will be one year old on August 16th. He is a Dapple Dachshund and the apple of my eye. Brutus is the baby of the family by 3 months since Ralphie already turned one in April. Speaking about Ralphie, he actually got a haircut today. Check back tomorrow to see his rather interesting and rockin' doo!