Jacques Almost Has A Meltdown

I may or may not like to torment Jacques (don’t judge me!). I would link you to a few examples, but really, all you have to do is read just about any post to see that. This particular time Jacques and I had been home alone all day and, in my defense, we were both bored. So, I had a brilliant idea that started like this…

IMG_3593And ended in Jacques almost having a meltdown. Luckily, I just happened to have my phone handy to capture it…

This is the abbreviated video of what happened. He went on like this – squeaking, unintentionally kicking, and subsequently chasing the tennis balls for another 10 minutes while I sat and cackled like a mad woman. He finally wore himself out and I had laughed so hard my side hurt. It was a good way to kill 15 minutes, Really it was a win-win. 🙂

Jacques v. Mr. Frog

Working at my desk one morning, I caught movement from the corner of my eye… something large and green. Ah – Jacques had brought Mr. Frog into the office with us. Great. The more, the merrier, right? I turned my attention back to the computer. Before long I heard “harumph”-ing, growling, and movement. Lots of movement. When I turned around, I was surprised to see that I had a front row seat for a rasslin’ match.

It looked like Mr. Frog had the upper hand… leg? flipper?

IMG_3008But Jacques came back and bit him right on the eye!

IMG_3011Then Jacques went for the jugular…

IMG_3013At that moment, I had to look away. I didn’t want to see the fluffy carnage that I would have to tend to – it was too much! I was sure that Jacques was going to finish Mr. Frog off once and for all.

IMG_3015Apparently I was wrong.

The First Snow of the Year

(Or… If A Snowplow and A Pig Had a Lovechild, This Is What It Would Be Like)

Jacques loves being warm. He loves sunning himself outside, perching in front of the fire, snuggling in fluffy blankets, and hogging the space heater. But apparently he also loves to run, roll, plow, and grunt in the snow.

If you listen closely to the video, you can hear him grunting. And you can hear my husband and me giggling.

As the day went on, we got more snow… maybe two inches. Each time we let Jacques outside. He would do the same thing – run in circles, plow through the snow with his face, and do doggie somersaults. I think his best was about six somersaults in a row.

Anytime he came back inside, we would towel him off to try to get the matted snow off him (usually to no avail). It didn’t matter much because he would wind up in front of the fire to warm himself then want to go outside and do it all over again.

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So, I guess he likes to run through the snow as long as there’s a fire to warm up by. Such a ruff life he leads!

Best Friends or Co-conspirators?

A few weeks ago, I went to visit my best friend for a long weekend. That meant my husband in charge of the boys. It wasn’t long before my husband started noticing “strange” behaviors. He noticed that Rocky and Jacques would be huddled together in random places throughout the house. Initially, he thought it was because they had decided to be “best friends,” but after this went on for a while (and because they stared at him the entire time), he began to wonder if they were conspiring against him. Conspiring to do what, we don’t know – but just look at them! They look guilty of something!

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He took this video of them proclaiming their innocence. Or maybe they were proclaiming their bromance. Or maybe they just wanted a treat. Either way, it all seemed a little suspect.

After the video, it seems as though the boys decided it would be best if they went their separate ways. Was it a bromance gone sour? Or co-conspirators who decided to lay low for a while? Hmm… Since I don’t speak dog (dang it!!), I guess we’ll never know… But I can guarantee we’ll be keeping an eye on them!

I'm not doing anything...

I’m not doing anything…

Me either!

Me either!