here’s your daily bailey.

Oh, and I like this pic too..

More pics of Bailey here..

Go bailey go.

Even though the weather threatened rain, there were about 20 or so bostons up at the park, along with an assortment of other dogs — a basset hound, bulldog and a huge white fluffy dog (maybe like the one in Belle & Sebastian)… Bailey had a fantastic time running around with her bretheren, although she seems to take a fancy to the big dogs. She kept trying to wrestle with the huge Bulldog and the Great White Pyrhenees, both with outweighed her by at least three or four times…

Lots more pics here.

I walked in with my crutches and broken ankle, and one woman exclaims.. “ha! you’re here to see the vet? Well, I guess it’s cheaper!”.. Very funny, lady.

Bailey came home all groggy from the operation, and is recovering now here at home.. To Pius’ dismay, they didn’t give her one of those big cones around her head, but she’s still pretty unhappy. Poor pup, but within a few weeks, she’ll be able to be back and running around like new! She had a ton of fun at Masnick’s passover seder this weekend, playing with Ditto and Sugar..

More pics of the day taken by Pius at Flickr..

Bailey has been growing lots over the past few months.. (hmm.. I wonder what the dog equivalent to marking your height on the door jamb is) When we first brought her home she was only about 8 pounds, and she’s since doubled in size to about 15 now. Her housebreaking is going well and today I got a brand new dog door for my room so she can let herself out.

It’s pretty neat — it just fits right into the patio door, and matches quite well. There’s a tiny little gap that could potentially make things drafty, but i’ll see what I can do to seal that up.

So I’ve been working to train Bailey how to use the door door, and I think she understands it now — as my pal mcc predicted, she’s definitely better at using the door to come in from the outside than to use it to go outside. But, time will tell.. Bailey is definitely proving to be a smart little pup — yesterday she figured out how to open my bedroom door. I’ve been leaving her by herself in my room when I leave the house, instead of the crate, and I returned from lunch yesterday to find her sitting on the couch in the living room. There’s no easy way to latch my bedroom door — it’s a sliding pocket door, with the lock on the inside — so maybe I’ll flip the lock so that I can easily lock it from the outside or something. It’s not like I ever lock my bedroom door or anything.

Good dog.