February 04, 2012
Loyal Beast
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February 13, 2007
here's our snowstorm
Before we moved to Chicago, everyone warned us gravely about the winter. Being from the Midwest, I knew what I was in for, but Shawn was blissfully ignorant. This winter has been surprisingly mild--even shockingly so. This time last month, I was walking around the neighborhood without a coat on. Mild January weather in Chicago? Paging Al Gore!
But here we are in mid-February, making up for lost time with a big-time, Chicago-grade snowstorm. Poor Santos got let out to relieve himself and was forgotten as I made breakfast. This is Santie when I rediscovered him, ears flat, snow accummulating on his head.
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September 09, 2006
Forbidden Love
Kisses through the baby gate.
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January 12, 2006
dogs love me 'cause I'm crazy sniffable
These two are ridiculous. I turn my head for one minute and they are loving all over each other.
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January 02, 2006
if you can't beat 'em...
Having long ago surrendered hope that Finn would return home with any of our visitors, Santos has really gotten on the baby bandwagon lately. He follows us everywhere during the day, and I can't put Finn down without Santos showering him with kisses. Here's Santos snuggling up to Finn when I did laundry today. It's as if he knows that in a few months the boy will be eating food and dropping it down to him from the high chair.
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December 28, 2005
the slackjaw is all Baggerman
So, I'm trying to document Finn's adorable "tummy time" when a wild beast swoops in to get into the picture. Luckily, all the beast demanded were kisses. This time.
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December 20, 2005
separated at birth?
Finn's not the only one with a famous doppelganger.
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November 02, 2005
puppy love
Finn loves to take in the world, stargazer style, from the vantage point of his moo cow blanket (a gift from Auntie Court). He coos when he looks in the mirror (even he thinks he's adorable!), when his favorite toy hangs overhead, or when that mysterious marauding beast that roams our house (Santos) comes to kiss his feet.
And Santie is warming up to Finn, too. On a walk today, when a dog and its owner approached the stroller, Santos got inbetween the stroller and the dog, growling until it left. Santie walked between me and the stroller for the duration of the walk, at one point, looking up at me as if to say, "Listen, he may make a lot of noise, and he may take a lot of my attention. But this is my baby, too."
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October 04, 2005
sizing up the new guy
Santos has decided that if he can't beat 'em, he'll join 'em. To demonstrate that he's on board with the new baby, he kisses Finn's toes and sits with me while I nurse. Santos' ears do go flat and he looks as if he would roll his eyes if he could when Finn starts crying, but you can only expect a spoiled dog to have so much patience with a newborn baby. For his part, Finn has taken a passing interest in his big, furry brother, but clearly, there is room for this relationship to grow. I predict this will happen right around the time Finn can pass food to Santos from the highchair.
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September 25, 2005
Poor Santie
Unfortunately, our furry child is taking Finn's arrival pretty rough. Although he did manage to summon up some kisses for Finn's feet today, he really hasn't been himself. And even went on a hunger strike earlier last week.
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August 31, 2005
looks like it will be a september baby after all
So for now, we wait. Have I mentioned how very hot it has been here?
Weird to be at the mercy of someone who hasn't even been born yet.
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August 24, 2005
for now, we focus on our furry child
Santos is enjoying my maternity leave almost as much as I am--especially when it means I'm around all day and can spoil him by either laying on the couch all day or taking him on long (labor-inducing?) walks. Little does he know that these halcyon days must end. That shortly he will be relegated to permanent #2 status.
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