Tuesday, December 15, 2015

We did it!

Lots of you have met (or at least seen pictures of, or have heard of) our sweet old Newfoundland, Triskal. Lots of you also know that big dogs don't usually live as long as smaller dogs. Some of you might know that the projected lifespans for Newfies range from 6 to 8 years or 8 to 10 years, depending on your source.

Well, today is Triskal's tenth birthday, so we beat all odds!

She's grown up (and old) with our crazy Thingz: put up with toys being stuffed in her ears, fingers stuck up her nose, being laid on and crawled over.

She is our official greeter, with a tail wag and sniffs for all incoming visitors. She doesn't care if you've been here a hundred times or if you're a pizza dude delivering. She seems to be particularly fond of any man from the geothermal guys traipsing all over the yard to our handyman friend Carlos to our dogsitting friend Lincoln (who we're sure she's very fond of) to all of Dada's krav buddies. 

And children, holy cow, she loves children. Some are not too thrilled with the attention (particularly those at tongue- and tail-level, like our sweet Not-Violet), but we can honestly say she's one of the sweetest and well-behaved dogs you will ever meet. 

She is an excellent reminder of how we should all be treating each other. She may not be first to the front door anymore because of slippery floors and old joints, but her enthusiasm to greet friends old and new and not-yet-made hasn't waned a bit.

Come on over and give her some birthday love! Happy birthday, Triskal. We sure have enjoyed having you as a family member for a decade!