Ruca Turns Three


This pretty girl turned three last week! Time flies when your having fun! It seems like yesterday I was picking her out of the litter. I never knew a dog could give you strength, courage, hope, determination and most importantly a friendship, until this silly boxer came into my life. It sounds crazy, but this dog has taught me so many things about life and I continue to learn and grow everyday.  I was unaware a dog could teach someone such amazing things. I mean, how can you have a bad day with that smile staring back at you? I am glad I was blessed with this more then special pup and hope it’s a long ride with her by my side.

Ruca: It was my birthday last week. I am not sure exactly what that means. But I do know I got extra spoiled! Mom brought me a pawbender (doggy icecream) after work. I enjoyed it so much that I ate it  too fast, half of it didn’t stay in my tummy. Mystic got one too, I don’t mind sharing on my special day, but something tells me she thought it was her special day, she is always trying to steal the spotlight. Although, she must of known, because it was the first time she didn’t try to eat my treat, my birthday icecream.  Mom made sure to give me lots of extra hugs and kisses (I didn’t think that was possible, but I learned it was).  Mom says it is hard to spoil me, she says I am spoiled enough the way it is. I mean, she could let me drink out of the toilet from time to time, so I really am not that spoiled.

We spent the weekend at the dog park. It was beautiful outside, Mom was all excited because it was 70 degrees in February. Not sure why she was so excited, it is all the same to me. As long as I get to run after my ball I am in bone heaven. I would like to say I behaved myself, for the most part. Of course, I had to let a few dogs know who is boss and remind them not to get too close to my mom.


I spent the rest of the weekend cuddling mom and dad and soaking up the sunshine on the porch!


Mystic: This is mom giving us special ice cream for Ruca’s Birthday. I was unsure if I liked it at first, I ate the bones and left the ice cream, it was so cold. Of course, I couldn’t let the deliciousness go to waste, so I eventually finished the rest of my treat! I thought about eating Ruca’s but my nose was so cold, I figured I would let her have her treat to herself, but just that one time.

I had to go back to the vet last week. I have a rash on my belly mom and dad are trying to get better. It is slowly getting better, mom said if it doesn’t go away by this weekend they are going to give me some special medicine. “Special Medicine” is never a good sign, but I learned how to cheat. Mom usually wraps it in cheese or ham, like I won’t notice it or something? I spit it out several times, that way I get more cheese or ham. I’m not that unware, even though I can play the part well.  Hopefully it goes away soon though, it is itchy and even though the vet gives me lots of treats and plenty of “ah your so adorable” I don’t really want to go back any time soon.

Before we went to the park this weekend mom and dad stopped to get something to eat, for themselves. Since I figured they weren’t bringing us anything, I decided to rip apart all of mom’s important papers in the vehicle while I waited. I tore apart a Ziploc bag and ate a few dollar bills. Now mom says she has to watch me go to the bathroom to make sure I am alright, I am sure I will be fine, I have eaten worse things. But I was right, they didn’t bring us a hamburger, or even a single fry. So I am certain the fun I had was well worth it. Ruca did not join in the fun, she just sat and stared out the window the whole time waiting for mom and dad to come back. She is such a party pooper, always has to be the good one.

Anyway, Happy Birthday Ruca. I am glad I have such a smart older sister! I need someone to look up to and try to keep me out of trouble from time to time. ❤

More Than Just a Ball

RUCA: I think my mom may have previously mentioned that my ball is my favorite toy. Sometimes I even accidently fall asleep with it in my mouth, making sure noone takes it, doing my duty to protect it.


The park is my favorite place to chase the ball. The first thing I do when mom opens the gate is scavenge the premises for the perfect ball. Can’t be too new, or too fuzzy, the more dirt the better. After I finally find the perfect ball I don’t let it out of my site. It is now mine to protect for the rest of our park adventure. I try to bring them home but mom says I have my own and I need to share and leave it for the other dogs to play with. I keep trying, maybe one day she will change her mind and let me bring it home to add to my collection.

I play with my ball at home too. Every night mom spends time throwing my ball, mostly because I drop it in front of her and give her “the look” until she stops pretending like I’m not there. I wait patiently until she finally throws it.


The problem is…. Mystic wants everything that is mine. Everyday she tests my patience to my limits. If she thinks she is going to be the alpha dog, she has another thing coming. I mean besides mom, I’m obviously the alpha dog. I don’t see that changing anytime soon.


This goes on every night and Mystic finally decides to give up. Thinking maybe tomorrow will be her day to win the battle of the ball, but tomorrow looks doubtful too. Sorry Mystic, but you have determination, I’ll give you that.

Adventure to Grandma and Grandpa’s


RUCA: We recently got back from up north. Mom kept telling me we were going to grandma’s for Christmas and the day finally came!!! We hopped in the car at 3am, I knew it was too early for the dog park even though we were headed that way. I curled right up in the back seat and slept, later mom let me ride on her lap for a majority of the ride, she can’t say no! As soon as we took the turn off 10 hrs later I knew right away we were there, I made sure to whine extra loud so mom and dad knew too, in case they forgot.

I got lots of toys from mom’s family. Although, I didn’t get to enjoy them very long, Mystic decided to tear them up right away. She can’t enjoy anything.

Lots of strange faces came to visit. I made sure to bark and growl at every one of them until I was sure they weren’t going to hurt us. They all ended up being really nice, most of them won me over with table scraps. How did they know?

We are back home now, getting back into our routine. I miss everyone and not having to be in my crate as much during the day, but it feels good to be home. I have mom and dad all to myself and don’t have to share them with anyone anymore.


MYSTIC: We had lots of fun in Nodak, so they call it. The drive was long and boring. Ruca got the good spot in mom’s lap most of the way because she cries when she doesn’t get her way, eventually mom gave in. They wouldn’t even let me stand on the center console, said they couldn’t see while they were driving. Like they really need to see? Anyway… When we got there I ran around the house like crazy, trying to remember all the strange smells. We went and ran around in grandma’s backyard, it was much colder and had more white stuff than Colorado.

Lots of people came to visit me! Of course, I greeted them with kisses and by jumping on them. Mom wasn’t happy, still working on it. I almost knocked great grandma on the floor. Ruca was leary of everyone, I barked at them because she did, but then realized I didn’t have to bark at them because they meant no harm. It took Ruca a lot longer to figure that out. Our visitors brought me toys and I had so much fun ripping out their stuffing and squeakers, they didn’t live too long. Maybe even a new record.

I was able to play with another Catahoula mix, Pepper. She is still a puppy too so we had sooo much fun! I didn’t want to leave. Ruca must be “too good” to play or is getting old because she wanted nothing to do with either of us. She can’t handle puppy play with two puppies.

On our way back to Colorado we stopped to see dad’s grandpa. I was suppose to stay in the car but jumped over dad and got out of the pick up. Mom thought I was going to run away but I stuck around. I just didn’t come when they told me to. I know I should of but the smells were too intriguing and I wanted to go inside and give the old people kisses. Eventually, when I was ready, I decided to come back. Mom was frustrated, but it was worth it.

We are back in our den in Colorado now. Back to our usual routine. But I’m always trying to find ways to keep mom and dad busy, I think I am pretty good at it. 😈


MYSTIC: Proof Ruca had the best seat for the long ride.


We hope everyone had a Merry Christmas!!! 🎅🎄🎁