Starter Kit For Your Australian Labradoodle Puppy

Sam when he was a tiny little thing.

If you are getting a puppy, you are going to need stuff! I bought boatloads of stuff, and not all of it was good/helpful. A lot of it ended up sitting unused in the house or out in the garage. I tried to get things that I saw listed in the books about raising a puppy…but have you seen those puppy supplies checklists? OMG. It’s everything under the sun, and vague suggestions at the same time. For example, “your puppy will need a crate, so get one the correct size, not too big and just enough room to stand up/turn around”. Or something like that. That didn’t help me at all. So I got a $25 plastic portable crate for Sam that he fit into for about 4 weeks…but I wasn’t sure what else to do. The lists said the kinds of items to get, but not what to get. I needed specifics! So I’m going to help you. Continue reading

Daily Dog: Swag Alert

You have to admit it. These backpacks are cute. I’m starting into a new phase of Doodle Madness. I’m pretty sure I’m going over the top because now I’m all about accessorizing.

This is weird. I’m not a big shopper by nature. So I don’t know what to make of this new thing I’m doing.

Hold on everyone. It’s probably going to be a bumpy ride. I think I’m going to have to channel my deep desire to get another puppy (thwarted effectively by threats of divorce) into cool new stuff for the doods. I still need to order a collar for Luke. And a spiffy leash from D&T like I got for Sam. Who knows what else I’m going to get…


Boys in Backpacks

All packed up and ready for an adventure.

Well, I am going to have to get off my duff and haul out the big camera. I’ve been doing these little out-and-about shots with my phone camera. They just aren’t cutting it in terms of the quality. But in terms of just cuteness, they’ll do in a pinch!

So here are the boys in their backpacks. How cute is that? Really! I got Sam used to his and enjoyed not having to schlep the doodles water on our hike. I decided to get a pack for Luke. He didn’t love his as much, but he’s getting used to it.

However, note to self: don’t make the dogs wear a backpack for a run in 90 degree heat. Duh! It’s been so hot here, and it was cooler today so I thought it was actually cool. I didn’t realize it was 90 degrees until we were all out there panting. What was I thinking? Actually, it’s not reasonable! So I soaked the boys down to take advantage of the breeze and cut our run short.
Still…so cute to see the boys in their gear. I love that!

Run for the hills!


I love to go hiking or running with the Doods in the morning. There really is nothing better. See that structure in the background? That’s three miles in from our starting point. It’s also where there were a group of admirers… They had to pose for pictures. Again. Poor doods.

So that was three miles in, and if my math is correct, that means three miles out. Six miles-ish. This was intended to wear them out. I was pretty sure I did a good job of that.
Here’s what they decided to do after the hike (and breakfast)… image

So…maybe not so worn out?

Daily Dog: What is an Australian Labradoodle?

This. This is an Australian Labradoodle. Happy, loving, super-smart, approximately 60% human. Bundle of love and joy. The perfect snuggle partner (especially if yours is not available) and general best friend.

I hope you either have one of your own or get one. I had to get two, so I should warn you that the whole “doodle thing” is addictive. So if you have a problem with getting hooked on things, be careful. Just remember, I warned you!

The second one is just as awesome as the first, so don’t fall into the delusional thought process I indulged in—I figured if I had two, then I would love each about half as much as the first. Ha.

Trapped Inside

Australian Labradoodle, Black & White

It’s just too hot to do anything but get very, very flat.

Man! It’s hot outside! Even Sam doesn’t want to hang out in the backyard. Which is unusual, because he generally loves being in backyard in the evening. That’s when the breeze is blowing through, and you can find the big dog on the lawn with his nose tipped up to catch the scents going by.
But not today! Even after I watered down his favorite shady spot, came to the door and gave me the “Can I please come in?” woof.
I decided that probably deserves a measure of sympathy. In the form of a treat. Which he received and ate so quickly that I didn’t get a picture of it. That’s a good dog!