TRUE GENTLE GIANTS

 The Newfoundland is a large, strong dog breed from — wait for it — Newfoundland. He was originally used as a working dog to pull nets for fishermen and haul wood from the forest. He is a capable and hardworking dog, well suited to work on land or water. He is a strong swimmer and equally strong "pack horse." Sweet-natured and responsive, he makes a wonderful family companion as well.






The FAMOUS " Tugboat" front page news.
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KIMBERLY BOLLWAHN
Why Newfies are the best - Thoughts from a woman in love with her dog. My beloved Jackson is always on guard to keep me safe and protect me. He is always there to give kisses when I am on the brink of tears, and with warmth and softness when life is cold and hard. Here is just one of countless examples. Tonight while I was taking J for his night walk I needed him to be on his best behavior, and to not dawdle. Tonight his mommy is very sick, in incredible pain, and barely able to walk. Her balance and gait resemble that of a heavily intoxicated person or that of someone who has had severe brain damage (the later being the cause of the issue). He stayed close to her all the way down the hallway. Once outside he moved slowly to allow his mommy extra time to walk on the wet sidewalk from freshly falling rain. Once in the grass he quickly did his business without taking any extra sniffs or being picky about his spot so mommy could get out of the cold rain and strong wind quickly. One the way back to their suite when mommy fell he quickly positioned himself between mommy and the other guests passing by to keep her safe while she tried to get up. Now back in our room he is cuddle up on my lap to help me warm back up. He will stay here with me most likely until Kurt comes home from work. No one taught him to do this. He has had no special training. He just has love and compassion. That is why Jackson, a former soul in need of love and understanding himself, now loves and understands me, is the best dog ever, and a great example of why everyone should have a Newf.




KIMBERLY BOLLWAHN
So I was sitting at my desk looking over today's posts and comments and all of a sudden the hotel's fire alarms go off. They had warned us it was coming but I had totally forgotten. I did however experience something very interesting. Jackson got up and ran over to me. As I knew it was a test I had planned to just comfort him. He was having none of that! After repeated attempts to knock my hand away from the mouse and whimpering next to me with a look of urgency, he grabbed my shirt and started tugging me toward the door. I decided if he was upset enough to bite my shirt and try and drag me, I decided it was just best to head outside and take a walk. Best he believe we need to exit when that sound is blaring. He might just end up saving my life a second time. My rescue, rescued me, and looks like he is prepared to do it again.












KRYSTAL RIVERS
So last night about 7 I took my 2 older kids (5 and 3 years old) for a walk with the pup. We come to a street crossing so my kids automatically hold hands (We do this a lot so there use to it when crossing roads) Well Mr. Goliath is about a step and a half behind them walking with me and he proceeds to step forward put his mouth over there hands they have together and walk them about half way across the street before he let go. He never bit down he never tried to hurt them literally just wanted to walk them across the street. Oh how I am starting to fall in love with this breed and there protective nature, He has been the best dog EVER for my kids

 

KRYSTAL RIVERS

Sick yesterday and today, 103.8 fever last night, well Goliath has never been one for cuddling in bed or anything but when hubby took off for work this morning Goliath climbed up in bed and snuggled with me almost an hour and a half. Think he knows momma's sick. Oh how I love my dog,

KRYSTAL RIVERS

I have to share what happened this morning it was to funny. So as of this week my daughter rids the bus now for the winter so there aren't so many cars out in the snow and stuff. Well she catches the bus across the street and 1 house up so I help her across the street (she's only 5) and then sit on my porch and watch till she's on the bus safely. Well this morning Goliath wanted to go out also, I had no objections. He tries to follow her to the bus stop and I call him back he comes no prob but as were sitting there waiting for the bus he keeps giving me a low growl and pacing watching her. Whenever a car drove past her he barked. I can't help but laugh he's such a gentle dog but apparently VERY protective over "his" kids. Love my big guy. 8 months old now, 28 inches (at top of shoulders) and about 120lbs. Tall and lean.



STEVE ROBINSON

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LAURIE HUBER
I think I have discovered a new disease......size blindness. When I look at my pretty, pretty girl I see my dog. Just a normal dog. Nothing unusual. But when everyone else see her all I hear is "My GAWD she is HUGE". She isn't huge, she is Cleo.
  





TERRI PARBS
Nothing to see here, Mom. Move along, move along.











REBECCA BUSS






BRAD PETRACCA








JENNIFER DI FRANCO





BARB MAC KENZIE







LORRAINE LAST

NAUGHTY NEWFS

Comical, amazing or just plain unbelievable antics of our                                Newfoundland Dogs.



                                                                     SARA HUNT

                                                       BENTLEY WANTS WHAT ??





LORI MC CARTHY

This is the ONLY way my Houston will travel!!! He gets SO much attention and smiles, but I am going to have to get him some Doggles. Here he is on his way back from the groomers.



JENNIFER DiFRANCO
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?????.... moment of the day. I hear the thunder of newfie paws running through the house followed by a loud banging followed by the sound of wet newfie paws in the kitchen followed by Ella barking and snapping at Remy. I get up to explore and discover Remy with a completely wet head trying to "get his romance on" with Ella - but thankfully he doesn't have a clue and he is sideways on her. I also discover his head is wet because he dunked it in the water dish then proceeded to spill it all over the kitchen floor. THEN.. as I am typing this I hear the pitter patter of wet newfie paws accompanied by the splish splash of more water. Yup... he flooded the kitchen for a second time.



Heather Raeburn Meehan
I brought my dogs Bailey and Archie out for their before bed potty. I have led lights on their collars, Baileys is red and Archie blue. My older dog Bailey decided to take a run to the neighbors with Archie in tow! I was in the field with my iPhone flashlight and pj's running behind them!! I felt like a bit of a perv walking through my neighbors yard at 10 pm telling my boys sternly to "get over here!" What an adventure!

 

 

 

 

Carole Crawford

hey, it is me, Higgins here. Stole moms iPad. Quick question. What does " Fricking juvenile Deliquent" mean?    Also " whycantyoubemorwlikeyutgoodsisterandnotgetintoeverythingishouldrwhomeyourblackandwhitecaninehagoodcitizenmyass" mean ? All this upset over a pillow that didn't look good there anyway. AND, furthermore, I only waned all the good, fluffy white stuff like my northern friends have. Sheesh, it aint easy tonight

PAM CHENOWETH
Nothing like taking a relaxing bath... When the door flies open and your Newfie jumps in the tub with you.... Welcome to the world of Newfoundlands I laughed so hard. Wouldn't have it any other way.





THERESA MAGUIRE HOUCK  My Penny girl used to eat her poop when she was a puppy. She grew out of it but not before giving us one if our funniest memories that we now refer to as the "poopsicle" incident. It was a lovely snowy Sunday morning. Penny had been outside and was coming in. She was very excited to join my husband and I snuggled in bed. She jumped into the bed with us. I said to my husband, "She is hiding something in her mouth." My husband stuck out his hand and said "Penny, drop it". She very happily shared the surprise she found in the snow - a frozen poop - right in his hand. Dang I loved that dog.




KIMBERLY BOLLWAHN
In July Jackson and I spent a week at my parents home. My parents loved having us visit. According to my mom, she loved having me there, and my dad loved having Jackson. She thinks he really misses having a dog full time. I got a call from my dad this morning. He informed me that I really needed to bring his granddoggie for a visit. In part because he missed him AND his mommy, but also because it would seem Jackson hid almost an entire days worth of food in the bottom drawer of my dad's tool chest, and it is making it difficult to put away some of the news he got for his anniversary. My mom laughed. She had thought she had found all his stash. Sometimes the fact that he hides food, makes for funny stories. We are going to see my folks again next month. Dad said he will make sure he swaps that food out for some fresh stuff right before we get there. LOL





MEREDITH SWIERZBIN  MOORE

Don't worry mom, i got the dishes covered! Thanx Rudder




KIMBERLY BRIGGS
We were at the soccer field 2.1 seconds when I look at Huxley and he has something sticking out if the side if his mouth. I wrestle it away from him and it is a dried up frog....GAG!!




BARB MAC KENZIE

      "Um mom, your not gonna believe what just happened.."





KAREN MERCURY
It was hilarious. She was walking along all munch, munch, munch, you know, with bits of poo falling out of her mouth. Then she caught sight of her first REAL HORSE. Whammo slammo! Her jaw dropped and poo fell out, and she backed up about ten feet with that strip of fur standing up on end down her back.
MYSHKIN




MARCI LANCASTER

ok ...that was fun I was taking Rascal for his nightly walk around the back yard and he was being a little stubborn and not wanting to go around the house. Me ,of course just keep walking and dragging him behind ,so he can do his business. We get to the back part by all the tall bushes and trees, his hair stands up on his back (which i have never seen ) and starts taking steps backwards. We look at each other and i ask him "want is it?" He took off running ,with me behind holding his leash and trying to keep up LOL He didnt stop or look back until he was around the house and up the stairs ! Then he just wanted in the house . As soon as we got in the house and i took of his leash,he ran to the bay window which looks out to the backyard and he started barking like he is all big and bad LOL....Bear?...Deer? who knows but all i know is he can sure run fast and wish i had roller skates on

JENNIFER DiFRANCO
Cute pup story I wanted to share. Remy and Ella are outside - not wanting to come in. It is hot - I don't have time to wait for them so I lure them out of the pool with the promise of a cookie. They both jump out of the pool - come stand right next to me - shake off (of course). When the dripping gets down to a slow trickle I let them in. They both run immediately to the kitchen counter where the cookie jar is. I reach in and get 3 cookies - one for each pup and one for Eli. They are standing there looking at me so eagerly. I tell them to sit. Remy does so right away. Ella keep standing. So I say it one more time. Remy remains sitting - Ella standing. I say "Ella sit!" Right after that Remy raises his big ole paw and slaps Ella on the back with it like he is saying "sit already damnit! I want my cookie!"



NANCY HRABAK CIRALDO
Love is scrubbing your whole house clean...floors, walls, carpets, appliances...while hubby takes Newfie swimming to get her OUT OF THE HOUSE because she THINKS she is helping me!



KAREN CLARK
 Once I took Jake in to have a recheck & xrays done of his hip (he has to be knocked out in order for them to do it bc he's the worst patient ever) & when I picked him up he was still very loopy. Well, after a 40min drive home, I parked across the street from my bldg & he would not budge for anything!! I sat in that car with him for THREE hours till he woke up & was so happy to be home! He jumped right out of the car. Lol!! I love that boy!
 I still laugh about that day. We were so close...right across the street! And to add insult to injury, I had to get out every hour to pay the meter (I'm in NYC)...lol! Now, everytime Jake is bugging me bc he wants to eat or wants a treat when I'm busy I say, "Jake, remember that day I had to sit in the car & watch you sleep for 3 hrs? Well, you can wait 5 minutes till I'm done."



LAURIE HUBER
So Cleo has figured out how to lift the lid on the neverending bowl of fresh water located in the smallest room of the house.....joy



CHAD WIEHE
Why do these silly newfies try to act innocent as they walk through the house with the trash can lid stuck on their head?



LAURIE HUBER
Wake up, trip on dog. Apologize to dog (dog still asleep). Go shower, trip on dog (she moved, but still asleep) Go to get dressed, get just the "basics" on and dog wants to go outside. Grateful that no one was outside. Still getting dressed, dog is done, scratching at door. Run to door, too late, dog opened door (two new scratches embedded in wood) Start to dry hair, dog runs, oops dog doesn't like blow dryer so its a damp hair day. Looking for sneaker. Dog has sneaker on bed. Dog jumps off bed to run with shoe cuz this game is FUN. Check shirt for excess drool marks, finally get shoe, leave for work........and smile all the way there because once again my day started with "the dog"


KELLEY MC MAHON
Today I gave Guinness a bath all by myself. The only thing I can equate it to is wresting with a crocodile. It started with interest in the water, a little wimpering then the death rolls started and he attempted to put me under the water!! After about 20 minutes of this, we both emerged from the water exhausted but considerably cleaner! The towel drying and brushing went weel and then I pulled out the hairdryer........
Thinking the price a groomer charges seems much more reasonable after the experience.


COLLEEN MURPHY
No Ouiser,it is not time to eat, it is 4am. Yes, thank you for the kisses, but no, we are still not eating. You're head is awfully big so if you would stop bumping me that would be nice, and your crying won't help either, you are not starving. Please stop pulling my shirt, this is not water rescue, there is no water, and no we are not eating yet. Why did you wake up your sister? It didn't even occur to her that she was hungry, and now her butt it's on my head.



CAROLE CRAWFORD
Interior Design By " Higgins"
 



Another "Higgins" Masterpiece.

 

 

 

NANCY HRABAK CIRALDO

Amica has a nightly ritual of laying on her back and seeing how many of her fee...t she can stuff in her mouth before she gags! Seriously? She is 10.5 months! And she STILL chases her tail! The end is so frayed its pathetic!

 

 HAZEL ION

 Angus did the same thing up to about two months ago so you have a lot of time to laugh your A** off at her. He would take himself down so hard it shook the house. He is 18 months old now.

DARLENE MELANSON

Ben's "take down." Recorded live!
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KRYSTAL RIVERS
The only furniture our dogs are allowed on is our bed (king size) and even then that's not guaranteed. Well Goliath has never cared to be on the bed much, he may come up if he wants to play but is never there more then a min. Last night hubby and I are about 6inches from each other just about asleep and BAM, here comes the big ol newf deciding he wants to lay in that 6 inches between us and chew on a raw hid bone. Oh the joys of owning a newfie.

KRYSTAL RIVERS
My 5 year old asks if she can go outside and play this evening, I tell her no as I was working in the house and didn't have time to clean the yard of dog poop for her. She decides she wants to go out anyway. I hear the door open so I give it about 10 secs and start sneaking out that way so I can catch her in the act when she all of sudden she comes running back in SCREAMING her head off. Apparently she decided she was going to go out bare foot and stepped in a pile of poop right outside the door. Was squashed all between her toes and everything it was SOOOOOO Grosse but hopefully she learned her lesson and will listen to mommy next time. Oh and then during bath time tonight I had baby Michael in the tub and Goliath decided it wasn't fair Michael was getting a bath and he wasn't so he jumped in with him. Oh the crazy moments in our house that occur daily. Hope everyone had as fun/crazy of a weekend as I

KAREN CLARK
Jake strikes again: I was just about to take him out, he runs into the kitchen to snoop around (no big deal, he always does that)...I hear a BAM! As I'm walking down the hall to find out what he's done this time he comes running past me carrying an unopened 2 liter bottle of Pepsi in his mouth sideways! How does that fit in his mouth?!?! As he's running by, evading my attampts to intercept him, he's looking at me as if to say, "Mom! Look what I got...can you believe I fit it in my mouth?! I'm so proud of myself & you should be to! And you can't have it back till you bribe me with a treat...and it better be one of my favorites or I'll bite down on this bottle & then you'll really be sorry. Hahaha!!!" Have I mentioned that Jake is now 10yrs & 2 months old? I am completely resigned to that fact that he'll be a puppy for life...I love it, though. He's so funny.



JENNIFER DiFRANCO

My latest status update - Today has been another "fun" chapter in our life with newfies. This morning brought an empty doggie cookie jar. It emptied faster than usual since 14 of the last batch of 24 magically disappeared from the cookie sheets. This time I did NOT leave them unattended and all but the three that were handed out made it into that cookie jar. A little while later Remy made it very well known that he had to go potty - like RIGHT NOW.. I am whining and crying and I have to go NOW - stop what you are doing Mom and let me out NOW!!! So, I did. I pushed my lunch aside and let them out. Five minutes later I went to check on them and let them back in. I don't think either of the two did what they were supposed to. Instead they had dug a hole. It was a gloriously large h...ole. Not only had they dug that wonderful hole but they had flung the dirt that had once filled it all over the patio, and even into the pool. Some of that dirt had even found its way into their nostrils, mouths, ears and of course between each and every doggie toe they have. They were covered in it. Bath time! I don't know many of you have ever tried to bathe 100+ pound PUPPIES.. especially puppies that LOVE water and think everyone should be covered in it - always. It is not a job for the faint of heart. I grab Remy by the collar and start to wet him down. Just as he was nice and wet enough to start to put on the shampoo (now remember.. he was covered in dirt.. now he is covered in water as well.. ya know what that means right?) he thinks it is the perfect time to shake. Shake he did. Mud went everywhere including all over me. Shampoo is next. He gets into a nice lather and then I hear splashing. Splashing? Yes, splashing. Ella in her equally dirt covered state decides it would be a great time for a swim. So there she is paddling around in the pool with a lovely streak of brown trailing behind her. I sigh. I resign myself to the fact we will probably have to hit the boost on the pool again which is equal to shocking a chlorine pool, and just as I turn to begin rinsing off Remy - who remember, is slathered in bubbly thick puppy shampoo.. he shakes off once again. Now I am covered in water, mud, shampoo and - dog hair. During all of this Ian comes home for lunch and he was the typical wonderful husband that he always is, and helps out. I swear I didn't mean to run the hose over his work shoes - twice. I really didn't. Btw- didn't take as much water to bath Ella since she was already wet from the pool. Didn't take as much shampoo either because most of the dirt is at the bottom of the pool. I still don't understand why she feels a need to break away when she is fully lathered to crawl into the bushes next to the house. Did you know that scrapes from bushes mixed with mud, water, puppy shampoo and dog hair itch like crazy? I didn't either - but I do now.

AKA REMY



CHAD WIEHE
Cooper came by dragging the bumper with this look of self satisfaction, and the cop asks me, "where do you suppose he got that from?"
The local chief of police comes walking up and asked the trooper when he wrecked his car... We figured out where the bumper came from.
Geeze I guess Cooper is the only one who was facing a felony for his chewing.
Destruction of police property, in the form of a rear bumper on a state police Ford crown Victoria interceptor....
he wasn't listening to well that day.
Luckily I knew the cop.


JENNIFER DiFRANCO
Answering "Who can take their pups to work with them?"

I can since I work for myself at home - but they always try to eat my props. Ella snuck into the studio this morning and I ended up pulling a flower top out of her mouth. Remy has always chewed an eye off of a teddy bear I use with babies.



BONNIE MOSER DATSON
Yup - Mongo walked along the red wall I was painting






KATHAN Mac CARTHY
I had a dear male friend visit today. Berry was all over him. Licking his arms, pawing him. And then it happened. He humped him twice. So embarrassing. At least my friend was cool about it. He has dogs, but still.


BONNIE MOSER DATSON
Funny. Lulu is sitting on the couch with me, Mongo is laying on the floor every time he looks up at me, she bops him with her foot. Finally he got up and went outside...


 RASCAL THE REBEL
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JENNIFER DI FRANCO
Sitting here reading posts and I hear Ian in the kitchen saying "Rem! I can't believe you did that right in front of me!" A few seconds later Remy comes walking in with his head hanging looking so sad and dejected. I asked Ian what he did and Ian said, "He was trying to pull the birthday cake box (it's empty) off the counter right in front of me." Poor Remy - he just wanted some crumbs!


MARCI LANCASTER
My day so far ....wash beagle, dry him, brush him ...then spend 15 minutes trying to catch him so i can spray him down the natural flea and tick spray from here LOL ( he does not like spray bottles ) Refill tub...convince Rascal to go into the bathroom ( which usually i cant keep him out of ) sneak in behind him and shut the door ...no problem getting him in the tub though,he loves that part but wants out as soon as he gets in. Luckily we have shower doors so i just pull up my sweatpant legs and get in with him and shut the doors ,a little tight but we make it work wash him and rinse,rinse and rinse some more Try to get out as the water is draining so i can dry him off in the tub before he jumps out and makes a huge mess...ummm NOT successful, he barrels out right behind me and now im drenched and so is the bathroom. Towel dry him ,over and over again ,brush him and rub his dry backend down with coconut oil( as he is trying to eat it )
Now both dogs are hyper and flying all over the place ! I am trying to clean up and waiting for rascal to dry so i can spray him with the stuff and then i smell something !!!! Yep A huge pile of poo in the living room ! He never poos in the house ...Is it nap time yet or what !

DAMMIT DOUGAN!!!

Some of Nancy Holmquist's dilemmas with Dougan that she has
                   been brave enough to share with us !!








I am the only one that gets very nervous when their newfie is behaving? Dougan has been a very good boy for 1 1/2 days. I'm scared, very scared! LOL



Dougan and I are about to begin our third obedience class... We have yet to complete one class, my Dammit Dougan keeps getting us kicked out of class. This last time was because he scared ALL the dogs in the class!



It seems to be a Dammit Dougan day. "Dougan, get out of the garden, Dougan, stop trying to play with the rabbit, Dougan, get off the gate, Dougan, get off your sister, Dougan STOP CHEWING ON THE TABLE LEG. DAMMIT DOUGAN, how did you open that door?
He has a taste for antique table legs. I put him outside, he's back inside... how did he do that?!
Frank took his pet rock outside, I don't think Dougan can find it, so it's pay-back time. Couldn't he wait till Daddy gets home and take it out on him??
Not only does he open the gate that is supposed to keep him in the kitchen, but now the door to the back yard. Frank better go get that damn pet rock in, I don't want Dougan angry with me... LOL




Be careful! Dougan got on my laptop and we got the "winning" bid on a picture!
a picture I hate! Now trying to sell Dougan's picture without much luck



I thought I was really losing my mind, everytime I turn around I'm missing my garden tools and gloves. I see Dougan out of the corner of my eye, so I followed him... yep, he has a stash of MY tools! LOL... I love that nutty boy!


Dougan got blamed for "playing" with the chickens... just because the fence is smashed down, just because there's a pile of feathers, wet and slimy, just because there's a half naked chicken covered with drool, my boy gets blamed.



I come into the kitchen and see the trash can over... again. I yell out "who did this"... Dougan looks at me, opens his mouth and a piece of bread falls out, he didn't miss a beat , he continue on his way as if nothing happened. How could I be angry with that! He's to funny!






Dougan's new life jacket... NOPE, he's not going in that pool! No how, no way, not gonna do it, NO!






















Difficult to see, but I took the advice of throwing the pet rock into the pool for Dougan to save... Didn't work.. All he did was bark until hubby had to go and save the rock for Dougan... LOL.. Here he is resting his head on the wet rock in our family room.

Dougan and his pet rock... after "Daddy" saved it from the deeps of the wicked pool.




DAMMIT DOUGAN!! He wasn't going to be inside for a second longer than he wanted.....ruined the curtain in the process, you think he could have closed the window behind him!




He said he was sorry for punching out the screen and ruining my curtain, but I swear I heard him snicker ! LOL


It just doesn't end with my Dougan. My sister, nephew and his fishing buddy are here in Vermont, Dougan watch the kids bring in the fishing poles and he freaks out! It took him all night to keep from running from the kids and hiding behind me! A big boy like Dougan scared of fishing poles and my nephew's wild hair. I hated to laugh, but it was so funny! Poor baby, I'm almost forgiven for this afternoons fun at the rest area.




Today my baby is 10 months old. We attempted to climb the stairs, he won't have anything to do with them... so, that makes swimming, stairs and listening. LOL..




What a day! Dougan, Pollyanna and I drove 8 hrs. to Vermont. I had difficulty getting him in his crate this morning, but this time Frank was there to help me, the hot dog helped too. About 7 hrs. into the trip Dougan let me know he has to "go".... oh boy, so he comes out real nice, so I'm thinking no problem getting him in, this anti-ramp business is over! WRONG, WRONG, WRONG... I don't know how long I was at the rest area, but it took some other travellers and THE STATE POLICE to get Dammit Dougan up that ramp. LOL... never fails, Dougan left his mark, in more than one way







Counter Surfing- A new talent Dougan has acquired.







My poor baby Dougan fell in the pool, the deep end. Thank goodness hubby was there, he had to jump in and rescue him! I have a problem to solve when I get home. Dougan is scared of the water now.

First Dougan eats the snap pea blossoms, he moves on to the strawberry patch, in fact he just finished them this afternoon. He loves to eat the greens off the carrots.... AND NOW, he discovered the blueberry bushes. I thought I heard him sing to the heavens! My Dougan is one goofy boy! I guess that's why I love him so.

My Dougan is so smart! It's not that he was able to jump the barrier keeping him away from the living room coffee table with my "treasures"... he only got the doily my Grandmother crochet and didn't break what was on top... No, I'm amazed that he found a box with an antique tea set wrapped in bubble wrap, UNWRAPPED each piece and didn't break any! Good boy Dougan... dammit, stay out of my antique china. LOL Maybe it's the bubble wrap he likes.

Dougan and I WERE having a really nice day, I worked, he played outside, now we are in the house with the a.c. I'm cleaning the kitchen, have been for days, cleaning from top to bottom. Dougan just walked over and lifted his leg on the cabinets! Dammit Dougan!

I went for more seed, I left Frank (my hubby) and Dougan home alone. I thought, they really need to bond. I return to find them sharing a beer! "DAMMIT FRANK!" " Darlin' Dougan, step away from Daddy" Dougan grabbed the glass and ran like the wind. He likes his suds with his daddy. Never a dull moment in the empty nest. I thought I had my hands full with my sons!!

Dougan was on the floor, moaning and soft woofs... I run to his side, feeling his tummy, rubbing his sides, OK... he seems ok... he does it several times... I rush to the files to look up bloat. I am ready to call an ambulance for him, ok, they don't take dogs... get a grip. He continues, I rush to his side to comfort him... the last time I notice him looking out of one eye to see if I'm on my way over. LOL... He got my number, Mom's a drama queen and I'm gonna get all the attention I can! I am so glad he's calm and quiet and not causing trouble! LOL... I love this nutty boy!

Dougan had his staples removed yesterday. I was asked how we are doing keeping him "calm and quiet"... I told the doctor about him flying off the porch, over the rabbit fence, how he wants to play and be a 7 1/2 month old puppy. I am to keep him "calm and quiet" for another 4-6 weeks, but this time with the help of Acepromazine. I don't love the idea of drugging him, but I like the idea of him having pain and trouble throughout his life even less.

Every morning Dougan takes his toys out of his crate and place them around the house. Frog always goes by the front door, bones are always placed together, lamby is in the living room as is Porkchop (his other lamb). I love watching him.


This is what he brought in yesterday... I had to leave him for just a minute... I hear a loud thump on the porch... I have no idea where he found it, but he was so proud. Not bad for a puppy that's staying "calm and quiet".... LOL Oh my Dougan!

Look Mom, look what I found at the lily pond.
Yes, its a rock, he's so proud of it!

SHERMANS SHENANIGANS

         Life is never ever dull with a Newfoundland around, 
                       as Denise Cuneo explains life with
                                        SHERMAN.






Sherman's Shenanigans.....Hello everyone. To the new members, Sherman is our 15 month old Landseer and I try to post a funny story about him every Wednesday. if you need a laugh, go to the blog and read about this guy. He is a load of fun. Every Friday morning, I grab the garbage can from the curb with my left hand and have Sherman on his leash in my right. These are the same garbage cans we walk by every morning next to the house. Every Friday, he is scared to death that the can will get him. He runs ahead of me, constantly looking back at the can and almost ran into the side of the house this past Friday. I put the can down, he runs up, smacks it with his head, and runs away.



Eating crayons results in pooping sunshine and rainbows. Sherman has been a bad boy.



I took chicken little (Sherman) outside to go potty. For the first time in his life, he heard the train rolling through our valley, and the sound echoed off of the mountain and the whistle sounded like it was right next to us. Someone froze in mid finding a place to poop and ran for the porch. I guess we will have to go out again

Am I the only one here that has to wake up the dog to go outside? Sherman is passed out in the bathroom and I have to use a cookie to get him out so I can take a shower. Rubbing his belly only puts him into a deeper sleep. Once up, he goes to sleep in the living room. then I have to use another cookie to offer to take him potty at 7am


It is a sheet of ice here. I took Sherman out to go potty. I tried to sweep the snow off of the steps, had to use the shovel to scrape it off, then scrap.ed the sidewalk. Took him into the yard. he was afraid of the crunching sound the ice made as we walked. He ran to the porch


I stopped Sherman from stealing the hand towel off of the vanity in the bathroom. I told him no, and he didn't take it. I was so proud of him...until, he walked in the kitchen and took the hand towel off of the counter. He turned around and looked at me and walked away. Darn.


I have to put 2 chairs and a baby gate around the Christmas tree so Sherman won't crawl behind it to look out the window and knock the tree over. but then I can't use the baby gate to block the stairs when we leave. so what does Sherman do when we leave? he runs up the stairs, and looks at us through the bedroom window and then lays on our bed and goes to sleep. I find a big wet, drool spot on the pillow (and no, it is not pee). He must snuggle down in the queen sized bed and go to sleep.

Sherman has difficulty choices to make....sleep or poop. I guess he has picked sleep because he hasn't moved for over an hour and I thought by now, he would have to poop.

I came home from work. Sherman never even came to the door. I found him snoring in the bathroom. some guard dog he is. he must be dreaming, he is running and making noises. what a life!

Why is it when I come up from the basement, Sherman thinks I suddenly appeared from somewhere? He acts like I was gone for days, not minutes. He will watch me walk down and up, he stands at the doorway, and refuses to come down the stairs.


Sherman's Shenanigans......we had a mouse in the house. husband set the trap and checked it at 6am. No mouse. He went back to bed and I was sitting at the kitchen table and snap!! we got the mouse! I jumped on the chair just to make sure his/her friends and family weren't around. Sherman hid behind me. Thanks for the back-up buddy.







Sherman's Shenanigans.......Tuesday night, I tucked daughter into bed, Sherman laid on her floor. I left and he came with me. So I decided to see what he wanted to do. I climbed in bed and he jumped in next to me, snuggling. He laid there about 10 minutes and I rubbed his head and belly. He got down, laid on the floor and started snoring. He slept there and another spot for 2 hours. He snores loudly. I was reading. husband downstairs. He opens a bag of potato chips, Sherman immediately jumps up and runs down the stairs. he needed a bedtime snack after his evening nap.






Last night, daughter was putting Halloween gel clings on the kitchen window. It was getting dark out. Sherman takes one look at the "Boo" cling, throws his head back, and howls and then barks his big dog bark. He kept howling and barking until we peeled it off. the other ones on the window didn't bother him. I guess reading "Boo" made him mad.






Sherman's Shenanigans........At 2:45 am, I came downstairs, walked through the living room and stepped on something round, and soft. My first thought was, Oh My God, I stepped on poop. I turned the light on to find a half chewed up peanut M &M and a snoring Sherman. So glad it wasn't poop.






I thought that Sherman was afraid of a new thing tonight, neighbor with nail gun working on his roof. In the house, Sherman was freaking out. Husband took him outside to go potty. He sat down and watched our neighbor, who waved at Sherman and yelled over to him. He wagged his tail and went on his potty break, happy as a clam. apparently, he just wanted to say hello.






Question of the morning...How does a dog that sleeps all night and most of the day, get up at 6am, get a drink of water and go back to sleep? Sherman excels at sleeping. now if only he excelled at listening and obedience like that. You will notice that most of the pictures I post of him, he is sleeping. there is a reason for that. hard to get one of him awake.





I had a package delivered. it came with the airbags inside for packing. Husband starts popping the airbags. Sherman freaked out. He was terrified. He ran up stairs and hid in our room. So the scary bags are gone and he is happy again.






Sherman's Shenanigans......last night, Sherman went to bed by himself. I thought he was upstairs on my bed with my daughter watching tv. I found him at the top of the stairs, with his front paws hanging over the top step, and his head laying on them. As I walked by, I patted his head. He jumped about 3 feet in the air. He was asleep and I scared him half to death. he ran down the hallway, turned and looked at me like "you woke me up!"






I learned a lesson this morning about playing a joke on a dog who is named after a tank, Sherman. I put his breakfast in his bowl and pretended to eat it....saying, yum, yum, yum. He comes running, and ploughs into me, pushes me over and starts licking my face. not the reaction I thought I would get.






Sherman's Shenanigans....a day early. Sherman had his antibiotics hidden in a piece of pepperoni. The pill fell out. I pointed and said "treat". He licked up the pill and ate it, crunch, crunch. He may not be as smart as we thought





Sherman went to camp with Daddy last night. Husband texts me around 8pm. Sherman disappeared while they were watching baseball game on tv. (camp is house, not tent or cabin). They found him sleeping on husband's bed with his head on his pillow. Husband commented that Sherman snores and hogs the bed.





Sherman got a new plush turtle toy. It squeaks and scares him half to death. Bit it. Squaek. Drop it. Run to his bed. Yes that was a great gift to give him.






I think it is so funny that Sherman is laying on the floor, snoring so loud. He took an early afternoon nap, and now an early evening nap, which is before dinner and then his post dinner, pre bedtime nap, followed by his late evening nap, and then bedtime.





Sherman's Shenanigans.....Sherman has discovered he is allowed to sleep in Elodie's room at night time. She loves the idea of him sleeping in her room, laying by her bed, protecting her. It is great in theory. His idea is jump on the 39lb kid on the bed, lick her whole head, lay down flat on her. She is screaming the whole time "get off of ME". Fun times.





As Sherman itches himself, clumps of hair fall out. He grabs them, brings them to me, sticking out of his mouth, chewing. He is just out of reach of my arm to tease me. If I get up, he sucks the hair inside his mouth and runs away. I have to bribe him with a treat, but he has learned he can chew the treat and keep the hair in his mouth. Yuck, slimy hair balls.

Sherman doesn't know what to make of the game of pee-a-boo. Husband covered his head with the blanket last night, made snoring sounds, and Sherman yanked the whole blanket off of him and took it to his bed and laid down on it, biting and growling at the blanket the whole time.

Sherman loves ice cubes. I give him one when I get some. I usually throw it on the floor and he chases it. Lately, he stands there and looks at the ice cube on the floor. I have to pick it up and place it in his open mouth. Nothing like having your own personal feeder.

 

Sherman's Shenanigans........every night, I let Elodie watch tv in our room and lay on our bed. She has been sleeping in our room on the floor on blankets since we are painting her room. Sherman lays on the bed with us. He insists that I hold his left front paw in my left hand and use my right hand to rub under his chin, as he licks my whole hand. If I stop either, he smacks me with a right hook. Did I mention I have to rub his belly with my foot? Last night, husband came up and saw this, commented that the dog isn't spoiled at all.





Add another fear for Sherman....zucchini. I have 2 on the kitchen table. I go to show them to him, he backs away in fear and refuses to come over to me when I am holding them. I can understand being afraid of the large metal garbage can outside or the neighbor's guinea fowl, but zucchini?






Sherman's Shenanigans----Sherman went to camp last night with my husband. At 8:30pm, husband calls, Sherman went into bedroom and unfolded the blanket on the bed husband sleeps in and laid down. Apparently, it was time for bed for Sherman and he was telling Daddy, "Let's go to bed". I put Eldodie to bed around that time and Sherman will come upstairs and lay on the bed and then the floor and take a pre-bedtime nap at that time. he will get up around 10pm so husband can take him potty and then he comes upstairs and goes to bed for the night.





I noticed after my shower when I was drying off that I seemed to be putting dog hair on me. Later, I caught Sherman sneaking in the bathroom, licking my towel. Now I know where the extra hair came from.





Sherman just walked over to the kitchen counter and pulled a piece of lettuce off of my sandwich. He literally used his lips and tongue to gently pull it off. then ran like he stole a steak.




I just tried feeding Sherman some sliced apples. He acted like I gave him poison. He spit it out on his bed. I had some, so now he decided it must be okay to eat since Mommy is eating it





The bank tellers just laugh when I come in with taped, crinkled money, so the check will give them a laugh this morning. They keep asking for me to bring him by to get treats. Small town bank, I know all the tellers.




Sherman knows when I turn the air conditioner on in our bedroom upstairs. He sneaks up there and we find him upstairs, snoring.




Well, here is the first installment of Sherman's Shennigans. My name is Denise, and Sherman is our second Newf, our first Landseer. My husband, 5 year old daughter, Elodie and I live in rural Pennsylvania with Sherman, the tank. Our first Newf, Torin, was 6 and passed away almost a year ago from bone cancer. We knew when he got sick, we needed a Newf in our home. Sherman is 8months old and around 100lbs. He is a prankster, as some of you know. He had the habit of sleeping in our old tub, loves to steal anything for attention, claimed the recliner as his, and can only jump over the baby gate in one direction....out, not in. On Sunday, he ate a pecan, shell and all. Of course, I freaked out. I wanted to go to the vet. What if he gets a blockage? What if we don't catch it? What if he dies? Hubby says let's wait for poop. Okay. So there I stood in the yard, looking at poop. Touchdown. pieces of shell. he chews it before swallowing. I think he intends to give me a stroke.




Installment No. 2....To friends who come to our house, the garbage can in the bathroom is just for looks. Please don't actually use it. Same goes for the toilet paper holder. Do not put the roll on the holder on the wall. Just put it back on the vanity where you found it. Sherman thinks these are the best toys we have ever gotten him. He empties the trash and shreds it. Same for the roll..he either takes it off or unrolls the whole thing through the bathroom, the dining room and the living room. Then shreds it on his bed.




#3....Sherman was laying 3 feet away from me in the dining room. Daughter was sitting directly in front of him at table on laptop. I heard chewing and thought"what a good boy for chewing your bone!" Elodie asked me to look at her computer drawing so i go in....only to find that the devil's spawn had actually chewed the binding off of my area rug and not his bone. I have proof. I took a picture. Will post it later today. He was alone for 4 minutes. Bad, bad puppy




Good morning. Sherman was a crazy puppy last night. Stealing, barking and being pushy. This morning, he is laying a foot away from me sleeping. He looks like a big angel. He wss across the room but as soon as i sat down, he came over to lay down by me. He is so sweet at times. Makes me want another one. Then he wakes up and i rethink that....Alot.




Since this was a post earlier by Kathan, i will address Sherman's new found boy parts. Husband mentioned that Sherman isn't humping anything. We walk in living room to find Sherman getting a bit too friendly with the blanket and pillow. Husband yells "put the red rocket away". Elodie comes running "where is the red rocket? Can i see it?" Husband says "go look out the window ". During this, Sherman goes and takes a nap. Guess he was tired from his activities




On Sunday, I took Sherman out to go potty. I can now get him to walk around the house. As we were walking by the maple tree, he tripped over a branch. He jumped 2 feet and ran for the house. I took him back and showed him the branch. Not scary at all. As I pick it up, a huge bug was on it. I screamed and drop the branch. Okay, maybe he was right. it is scary.




Good morning. On Sunday, i sliced a piece of homemade bread off the loaf, buttered it and turned to put butter in fridge. I have a small kitchen. I walked maybe 2 feet from table. Closed fridge door and my bread was GONE! Husband was standing at stove next to table. I ran in living room, thinking "maybe he didn't eat all of it" Sherman was sitting on his bed with his head down. That is the bad fog position. I opened his mouth. Crumbs and smelled like bread. It was all gone. Husband says "snooze, you loose" thanks honey. He watched Sherman take it.




Sherman went to camp with us on Saturday and Sunday. We have 2 acres so we let him off the leash. He stood frozen in place. He would not move. Hubby had to put his leash back on and walk with him so he would poop. So I guess freedom is not comfortable for him.

 
Also, I dropped a spinach leaf. He ate it like it was the best thing on earth. He came back for more, which he didn't get. He acted like I was trying to poison him when I gave him apples or bananas. Strange dog




Every morning, Sherman and I go out for a morning walk. Every morning, he goes over and bites the neighbor's shrub and yanks a branch off of it. By the end of summer, that bush should be a twig.




Sherman's Shenanigan's-----Today written by Sherman. Mom said walk and potty. I guess I will go since she asked. Out the door and off the porch, walk a little, pee, walk some more, pee some more, sit down and watch the mourning doves. Cookie, she said cookie. walk more, pee more, walk, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit watch the cardinal. Oh, look more doves. sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, a goldfinch. sit, Mom is mad, she keeps saying bad words. walk, walk, walk, said cookie again. walk to porch. inside and cookie and ice cube. nap time.




Sherman's Shenanigans......last night, I decided to make a strawberry smoothie in the blender. Throw in ice cubes, and of course, give him some, Berries and yogurt. As he sits next to me, hoping for more, I turn it on and he freaks out. Backs up and howls at it,, barking. turn it off and he is fine, on again, howls again. I don't see making many smoothies like this. Husband says, What are you doing to the dog? The neighbors can hear him howling.




 Denise talking about laser pointers.
 Sherman thinks the glow comes from his tail and he ends up holding it and running in circles