My pal Jeff’s in Florida for a week so I have Bella, the Italian Greyhound, here visiting with us. She’s quite a little sweetie, and takes the title as companion dog very seriously. She follows you around the house constantly. Every time you get up, she’s right there following you.

And now for a few days we have Dingo with us. Dingo is our other family dog that now lives with my ex-husband and his wife, in town. Well Heather is out of town and Steve works a lot, so he asked if Dingo could come to Camp-Moby-Dog and hang out. Sure.

It’s making for a slightly crazy situation though, everyone is in pack mode and responds to each other, so when one wants out, they all want out and when one eats, they all gotta eat. And my little 800 square foot abode is a little cramped with all this livestock in here! 3 dogs, 3 cats, 2 ferrets and one pig. hahaha. Well, it’s only for another day or two. We’re having fun with everyone and that is what counts. It’s nice to have Dingy around, he’s a good boy. I used to call him “the son I never wanted”! And I suppose it’s true, as if I wanted a son, I would probably want a real human son, not a furry grumpy old cattle dog mix. But still, Dingo has a place in my heart and he’s always happy to see me and get some good scratching behind the ears and all.

And he really likes Bella. He’s most’y puzzled by her, but he knows he likes her. He stands in the middle of the room, as she zooms around him playing, and he just turns in one spot and wags his tail like crazy, barking at her. He’s fast, but she’s WAY faster. He got up on the bed and took a little nap with her yesterday and you could tell he was so happy.

He tried to get up on the couch with Gypsy and Bella as they were napping this morning and the girls would have no part of it. He would come and sit by the side of the couch and wag his tail and then slowly put a foot on the edge of the couch as if to ask, “Hey ladies, can I join you?” with an ever hopeful smile on his doggy face. To which Gypsy would simply give him a soft snarl without lifting her head and he would back off real fast. She does not like sharing her BFF Bella. A few minutes later, he would be back and give it another whirl and well, same response. This went on for almost an hour!!! It was funny, I should have taped it, but my camera battery was dead.

That’s life on the Moby Dog Camp! We’re going to try and get a picture of the three of them… maybe.