The Winter Formal

Every year we host a BIG party in the middle of winter where you only gain entry if you're dressed up. This January 24th was the 7th Annual Winter Formal. Here are some photos (for those of you who aren't on Facebook!)

Turns out, he might actually be a horse!

So all the joking around we've been doing about Nelson; "He's a horse!" "It's like living with livestock!" "Is that a dog or a big pony?" appears to have some basis in fact. I wish I had a picture, but it was dark and happened pretty fast. Imagine looking out our back door and seeing Lola standing at the top of the stairs looking out into the yard, specifically towards the vegetable garden, with her tail tucked between her legs and a very concerned expression on her face. Usually, Nelson would be standing right at the back door, nose to the window, waiting to come in. I immediately thought that we'd neglected to latch the gate and I'd have to go on a late night dog hunt. Then I spotted him over in the corner, head down (good thing he's not a brindle, or I never would have seen him!). What the heck? I called him, and he looked up, then came lumbering across the yard and up the steps, happy as a clam, with a big ol' carrot sticking out of his mouth, greens and all. Yes, my friends, he really is a horse.

We still have the English mastiff. Help!

Nelson's adoption page






You all know me. I'm a big dog kind of guy. Love the big, sweet working dog types. Big heads = bigger brains = more thinking (usually). Small heads = smaller brains = less cerebral cortex (where complex processing goes on). Actually, I don't know anything about dog brains, but from my experience, bigger dogs do more thinking.

So, I love these big dogs. I'm having a tough time not loving this dog - so I've got to get rid of him now! How terrible is that? I know I know, that just sounds heartless. There is a family out there for big Nelson. A family with more time to spend with the big dog during the day working on obedience. He doesn't need two overworked humans that spend 4 hours a day at home. He needs more than we've got right now. That, and we are most decidedly a one-dog family now (except for the occasional dog-sitting assignment).

Nelson is a rescued mastiff. We think he's under two years old. He's very comfortable living with us now which means he's pretty much in our face all the time. A dog this big with no formal training (other than sit) can be difficult at times! Here's the deal though, the longer he's here, the more our dear, patient Lola loves him. So let's get on it people. Adopt this dog!

The bigger problem might be that Nelson loves us. He's missing me right now, I can hear it. He'll adjust to a new set of humans, but the sooner the better. Good dog. Now I must change out of my nice clothes so I can interact with Big N on the couch.