Rubin & Cherise

I realized yesterday that I have never written anything about Rubin & Cherise, my fur children. They have been great with Marley.In the first few months all my attention and energy was spent on Marley. I really didn't have much to give them and I have felt so guilty about this. It's easier these days now that Marley does not require as much attention. The four of us have a great relationship.
I think, as with all babies and children, pets are a little apprehensive. When Cherise sees Marley coming, she bolts. She wants nothing to do with her unless she has food stuck to her then Cherise is all over her. Rubin on the other hand is a lot more patient. He will tolerate the ear pulling, eye gouging to a point. When he's done he gets up and walks away. Another tidbit about Rubin is his foot fetish. He loves to lick people's feet! And yes Marley's little tootsies have been attacked by the beagle tongue. Her favorite is when she is kicked back in her bouncy seat, with a bottle watching her Baby Einstein DVD and getting a slobbery beagle foot massage.
Now of course Marley is in LOVE with Rubin & Cherise. It doesn't matter what's going on or what mood she may be in. She stops stares and talks to them. The noises she makes are amazing she refers to them as zaza and da-da.
Now off the subject of Marley and her fur siblings. I was feeding Marley breakfast yesterday morning and heard strange noises in the backyard (The kitchen window faces the backyard). I looked out and could not believe what I saw! Rubin & Cherise climbed the tree! Ok, the tree is small but not that small and they were almost to the top. I had to stop feeding Marley because the first thought I had was "Oh my goodness what if they fall!". Thankfully they didn't, then I started thinking what am I going to tell the vet, "my beagle fell from a tree?" Now this thought sent me into a fit of laughter, it still does. In a fit of laughter telling the story to hubby, this is what I imagined the dialogue would be in the vet's office.

The Vet walks into the examining room and yells at the technician:

Vet: Where's the cat? Am I in the wrong examining room?

Technician: No sir, I told you it's a dog.

Vet: I thought a cat had fallen out of a tree?!

Jocelyn: No sir, it was my dog

Vet has a huge look of bewilderment on his face and says to Jocelyn

Vet: What was your dog doing in the tree?

Jocelyn: I'm not sure, but could you please examine my dog?

Vet examines dog,bewildered and muttering under his breath..."What the...How?!...what the...A dog fell out of a tree, now I've seen everything..."

Continuing with my fit of laughter... by this time I'm convinced my sides are going to split. I imagined the dogs not falling from the tree but not being able to get down from the tree. What would I do? I haven't climbed a tree since I was a kid! Who would I call? The Fire Department! Yes, the Fire Department they get cats out of the tree all the time, right?! And again we are not talking about a cat we are talking about a dog!!!! Now I have to stop, I have tears rolling down my face from laughing so hard, never mind the fact that my sides hurt. I can only imagine what the fire fighter would say. Probably something similar to the vet and then he would tell me to keep my dogs out of the tree. Like that's going to happen. Beagles have a mind of their own. Unlike labs they are self pleasers and they do as they wish.

So, I had to take a picture. Unfortunately the sun was shining through the tree so I couldn't get a really good picture. I have named the picture "find the beagle" and you can see it on Marley's shutterfly website.