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Harper is not a big dog by any means. He also doesn’t have the small dog complex where they think that they are big dogs. He simply is a medium-sized dog and behaves as a medium-sized dog — that is, most of the time. Sometimes he branches out and behaves as my personal protector and guardian.
For example, whenever I run the vacuum Harper finds it necessary to bark at the vacuum. I don’t think of this as protecting me, seeing as I’m the one pushing the vacuum around the floor, but now picture Jack joining in on the barking fest. Jack is scared (a little) of the vacuum so he also chases it and barks at it. However, once Jack started barking Harper decided that he needed to assert his authority and consequently barked not at the vacuum but at Jack to make Jack back down.
Harper also always sits down right next to me whenever I’m upset or emotional. His place is always at my feet either licking them or simply just lying down on them.
He’s my buddy.
It seems Minot ND is not exempt from the need to advertise and market to cars driving by a church. Have you ever read a church’s sign and thought, Now That’s Clever! No? How about, Now That’s Cheesy! Yeah, thought that might be the case.
Wherever we go in this country we see these signs and it’s gotten to the point that Josh will call me at work just to tell me one as he passes by. We’ve gotten to the point where the church with the best tag line actually gets some kudos from us for it’s originality. Because you know that some guy is sitting in the church thinking how catchy his one liner was this week. He probably saves them up just to spread them out over a 52 week period.
I just have one question, who actually stops their car and goes into the church because a catchy tag line caught their eye and heart? Who are these people? I want to meet them!
Anyway, here’s the one that Josh saw today…coincidently the same church that has graced us with tag lines many times since we’ve moved here.
Come Worship in the SON-Shine (on the front)
Our Church is PRAYER-Conditioned (on the back)
Ok, The novelty has ended for Harper and our other beagle, Bo. We got a new puppy over the weekend, a 12 week old springer spaniel named Jack. I haven’t pinpointed the exact moment that Harper lost interest in the little guy. Maybe it was when Jack tried to play with a toy that was near Harper. Maybe it was the fact that Jack likes to cuddle with mom sometimes. Perhaps it was the whining and barking last night in the kennel. Who can tell? All I know is that Harper is now looking at me with those big eyes that are saying, “You’ve got to be kidding me, right?”
Cheer up, pal. The puppy will grow bigger and not whine too much longer. You’ll see.
Josh did it…he talked me into getting yet another dog, this time a puppy named Jack. Jack is a English Springer Spaniel good at being a cute puppy and coincidently good at being a great hunting dog for quail hunting. (Who knew?) Josh is training this little one up to be a great hunter with him as he goes on his various hunting trips here in the great plains.
Jack is also very good at getting his belly rubbed:
To see more pictures of our first day with the little guy click on this link to go to my Flickr slideshow:
The last photo is a bit fuzzy but just excuse that as Josh took that one as he was traveling down the highway at 70mph. It was just too cute to not take a picture. He literally stayed asleep most of the ride home in that exact spot.
Check it out! www.lifewiththerogers.com
Harper was napping in his chair by the front window when I woke him up to show him a bold prairie dog snacking on our front stoop.
Let’s just say that Harper was excited. I figured that out by the whimpering bordering on hyper-ventilating that he started to do, along with running around the house stopping only to stare out at the little critter at every window.
my word.
Need I say more?
(my mom suffering a birthday at work… 
Thought everyone might like to see what my sis’ dog looks like. Here she is at the puppy stage, 6 months and 1 year.
Chena’s Stages
We had a small bash at my in-law’s last night and what better way to celebrate Independence Day than by lighting many fireworks? (note, the picture above was taken from the Internet and unfortunately not the scene of our party last night. We did have some good ones, though!)
The fireworks frenzy in North Dakota and across the nation has categorized the dogs in our families into 2 categories:
LOVE ‘EM or HATE ‘EM.
Ahem, the Love ‘Em group. I really should separate these 2 into 2 sub categories. Bo is in the “Neutral” category and Duke is in the “Freak Out and Bang on the Door to Chase Every Firework and Have It Blow Up In His Mouth” category. Hence, Duke stayed inside.
The Hate ‘Em category is a group of dogs that have a broad range of reactions to the big booms. Clockwise: Harper backs up and wants to hide in the thicket and run away, Chena wants to hide behind furniture, Sophie has the worst reaction and hides in a bedroom shaking, and finally, Margaret refuses to ever go on walks again until coerced with treats.
They really should take a cue from Duke and Embrace the Big Booms!
Anyone else have any scaredy-cat pets that have been traumatized again for yet another Fourth??
For my family:
As all the family down south will appreciate, I have updated the floor plans for our house. As you may remember, there was a bit of confusion from a certain gentleman when relaying the house specs to his wife when he was in ND and she was in GA. Curtains were bought, furniture was planned, etc etc. Upon arrival in ND, however, the true layout of the house was revealed. This, of course, was after many hours of trying to guess the floor plan from the southern family contingent and said guessing was, in fact, wrong. Windows appeared as if from nowhere and walls were put up overnight.
Anyway, here they are since you can’t be here to see in person and I have yet to get a video camera.:
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