Wednesday night when the boys went down to pick up the trash cans, they came back with more than just the cans. Two big white dogs followed them back up the driveway. I am by no means a dog expert, but they looked to me like labradors. They were really friendly and seemed to be pretty clean, which made me think they were probably not dumped (which happens frequently around here.) We checked with the neighbors on our road, and no one seemed to know who they belonged to. They stayed around that evening and the boys had a great time playing with them. They would chase a stick and bring it back and they even played football with the boys. Clay wanted to know when Jessie (our beagle) was going to get big like them. He was pretty disappointed when I told him that Jessie is as big as she's going to get. The boys were falling in love with the labs and even came up with some creatively challenged names: "Whitey" and "Dark Whitey". I'm not much of an animal person, but even I was becoming fond of the new dogs. Jessie, on the other hand, was less than excited about her new "friends." We call her the 'scaredy dog' because she barks and runs away (tail between her legs) from anything she perceives as a threat - including the cat when we got him. So, the big dogs were very intimidating and she barked and ran and was even shaking like a leaf. As you can see in the picture, the boys had pity on her and would stand her on the deck rail where she was above and out of reach of the dogs.
Thursday evening, they went out to play with the dogs and put Jessie in the garage where she could rest in peace away from the labs. After awhile, Caleb and Clay went in to check on Jessie. Caleb decided to go back and play and on his way out, slammed the garage door behind him. Now, according to Caleb, he had no idea that Clay was 1 step behind him. When he closed the door, it popped Clay right in the mouth and busted his lip and gums. When he came in, I thought he was missing a tooth too, but it was just covered up with blood. There was a lot of blood and a lot of tears and in the end, Clay's lip swelled up to about twice its normal size. He looked just perfect for school pictures the next day (yes, the ones that go in the yearbook.) This picture was taken pretty soon after the incident, and it doesn't look too bad yet.
Clay's lip eventually scabbed over and looked much worse than it did on picture day, so there's something to be thankful for. Also, the dogs apparently wandered back home because we haven't seen them for several days now. David thought he had seen them at a house about a mile up the road from us before they showed up at our house, so maybe thats where they came from. The boys still think they would like to get a big dog now, but I think that Daddy and I are pretty content with 3 cows, 3 calves , 1 dog and 1 cat.
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