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A Gryff Christmas Story

Once again we participated in the Corgi Bloggers Gift Exchange! Thank you so much to Sam and Finn for the lovely gifts. Both Gryff and I love them! We had to open the gifts early since we were going to be gone during Christmas, but Gryff loved it all the same. Have a look!



A gift for me?! Too considerate. Looks like Gryff is getting some cute-looking treats for his birthday in January!


Wonder what it could be..??


Beautiful card! Thank you Sam and Finn!


He wasn't feeling it at first...


Then he realized they were yummy bones to chew on...


We swear it's a bone. To help your teeth!


Still not 100%...


"...I'll allow it..."


He also got this adorable slingshot-piggy-type toy. It's so cute! It's been near his bed in our bedroom since he saw it ;)

Thank you again to Sam and Finn!! We are so grateful for the gifts and appreciate it so much! I hope everyone had a lovely Christmas and you all have a wonderful new year!!

Corgifest 2010

This past weekend was awesome. First off, I love weekends. I love when we have absolutely no plans and laze around all weekend, but I also love when we get to see our friends and have fun.

This past weekend was just like that. After sleeping in (ah, glorious sleep) on Saturday and then watching our football games (GO GREEN!), our friends invited us downtown to enjoy Homegrown Fest. It’s basically a festival downtown where local farmers and restaurants share their food (veggies, fruits, sandwiches, coffee, pastries, etc.). There was live music, wine tasting and a beer tent, too. I absolutely love living here! It’s especially more fun in the company of good friends who hear about these types of events since they live within walking distance to downtown (a perk, for sure!).

Sunday was the probably the cutest though. My friend brought her Corgi down so she could play with Gryff. She got her Corgi a few months ago and we’ve been trying to set up a day for them to play since Gryff loves playing with other dogs (listen to us, we’re like parents with our kids :P). It just didn’t work out with our hectic schedules. We finally worked it out this weekend and I got to meet Mayhem, who is the cutest, littlest, most fluffy little girl ever! She and Gryff became fast friends and they looked so cute together.

She’s so teeny and cute!

Can you tell which is which? Fact: there were times we couldn’t, especially when we were at the dog park with them. Whoops.

All in all, a very fun weekend. I live for weekends! Why can’t they last longer…??

Memory Lane

This is Humphrey the Hippo. He was Gryff’s very first toy (aside from his puppy Kong).

Humphrey is more than a friend to him though. He was Gryff’s companion, compadre, his bestie.

We decided to see what it would be like if Humphrey and Gryff were reunited after months of separation.

Gryff was pretty stoked to his pal back in his life. After taking this picture, something happened.

I started to cry. Well, almost. OK, I was tearing up and didn’t want REB to see, so I hid it.

I know I shouldn’t be upset that he’s grown up into the best dog ever (seriously), but I always think of him as that little bean we got over a year ago.

if you observe on the left, Gryff used to be the size of Humphrey. He couldn’t even pick him up. All he could really do was gnaw on his tail with his puppy teeth. On the right, is today. Over a year later.

sniff sniff…as he’s all…sniff…grown up…sob..

Humphrey has seen some better days. To be real honest, I think he was used more as a teething toy than a companion.

It’s so dirty and chewed up! It’s pretty gross to think his mouth was kind of gross and made things dirty. Yuck!

He not only nommed all over Humphrey, but he also pulled out the stuffing. I think that’s the reason he got put back into the Gryffy toy box. Not joking.

Another reason why we probably put Humphrey BACK into his toy box was because of how filthy he is… This can’t be sanitary. o_O

I don’t want to get rid of the hippo. Like Mr. Bear to me, I want Gryff to always have the first toy he ever had. This toy used to spend many nights with him in his crate, helping him through his first night away from his birth mommy -tear-, helping him cope with spending a few hours alone each day while REB and I were at work, and helping him teeth comfortably. He’s an important part of his life!

Who am I kidding? He’s part our of lives too. Call that lame, but whatever.

They’ve both mellowed out over the months, but they’ll always be best friends. That much is true.

Together, these two can conquer the world! …or the living room at least.


Dogs are tricksters. Ours is a very good trickster.

A perk to living so close to work is that I can meet REB at home for lunch. It also means I get to see the dog and he can TCB outside. If he does his business, we just leave him out (block off the kitchen and close all the doors) so he’s not cramped in his crate all day. I know I’d hate that.

Whenever we’ve come home, we see Gryff in his crate and kind of laugh because really…if you could be out of your crate all day, why would you go back into it? I know his crate is a sense of security for him, but still.

Yeah, we were naive and wrong.

We had our suspicions that maybe he was out of his crate, but would run into it when he’d hear us coming in the door.

And that would be correct.

I came home today and peeked my head into our window (like a creepster) and I could see Gryff laying on the ground next to the coffee table chewing on a toy we left out for him. I turned my key into the door and looked in the window and saw him rush into his crate. So when I came in, I see him in his crate and he yawns and stretches like he’d been in there alllllll day.

Trickster. He’s not fooling anyone anymore.

“Wait..wha-?? You’re home…? I’m soooo tired. I was in here in the whoooole time.”

“….I can’t even keep my eyes open. I’ve been sleeping the whole time.”


Oh good. You’re awake. Now come say hi to me like a good dog and stop pretending you’re an angel…

Or…mmk. You’re going back to sleep. Great.

Oh, so REB is home and you get excited for that.

…Which he did. He was all about coming out of the crate, doing a ridiculously long stretch as if he’d been in there forever, and greeting the alpha male.

Sigh. He continues to amaze me. The little pooper.

Hard knock life

Jowls. It’s such a weird and funny word. He basically passed out since coming home from doggy day camp.


It should be noted that I was basically squeezed into one corner of the couch and his long frame took up the rest of the couch.

The snow keeps his paws pink and clean. There would be gross dirt in there otherwise. Yuck.

I wish I had taken a video. He started twitching and making little noises. I suspect he was running in his dream and chasing squirrels.

Yup, it’s a hard knock life for Gryff. But he seems to deal with it pretty well.

Sleep is wonderful

Gryff knows this. He does not take sleep for granted. I’m sure if he could sleep all day, he would.

…Oh wait. He already does that.

I’ve already said this, but I’m fairly certain I just might have the cutest dog ever.

This is what happens after he plays with other dogs for 8 hours straight. He’s out for the next two days. I love it. His innocent puppy ways come back almost immediately.

He has very creative ways of trying to escape the light.

He tries to act like he doesn’t love my camera, but I know he secretly loves it. He also likes to sit right against me to keep me warm. He’s considerate like that.

I don’t know how comfortable that could be, but I do know how adorable that is. Clearly.

Corgis are just like humans and sleep on their back…

…and on their bellies..


….and they sleep on their sides holding their paws real close to keep warm (ugh, this picture makes my heart melt)…

Yup, Corgis are awkward sleepers, but I love it.

I love him. All of him. He’s the best dog ever. Period.

Gryffzilla and snow

When we got Gryff last March, the Michigan weather Gods weren’t quite done dumping more snow on us. If you live in Michigan, you know that it won’t snow until December-ish, and it will last until the first or second week of April. It’s something we get used to and something I complain about constantly because I think the snow should be around for Christmas then leave my presence until the following year. Gryff has seen snow before, but he was about 10 weeks old when he first saw it. It was clear he didn’t remember his first experience in the snow.

We got our first real hit of snow last night and I concluded that my dog was part-bunny.

Investigating what these strange white specks are falling from the sky. This was before it really started to come down.

About two hours later, we had to take him out again and this time, it had accumulated. It was hard to get a snapshot of his paws. He was so excited that he kept stepping all over the place and covering up previous prints.

Doesn’t seem like much, but it got thicker as the night went on.

I love the first snowfall when it’s untouched and clean. I find this so peaceful and serene.

…In about two or three months, remind me that I said the above comment. I won’t believe you because I’ll be too busy pouting and complaining about how the snow won’t melt and I wish spring were here.

Not only did he literally bite at the snowflakes coming down, he also buried his nose in the ground and scoot forward. Then shake his head, snort and put on his dorky smile. “Look what I did! Did you see? Did you??”

He quickly picked up on how much fun he’d had in the snow and when we were back inside, he stuck his nose through the patio blinds and whimpered because he wanted to go back outside. I already have a feeling that even though we could get 3 feet, or more, of snow on the ground, we’ll be making trips to the dog park this winter if it’s open.

Good to know our dog is a snow dog. Maybe he could take me to work on days I don’t want to drive…

A new blog is born

Welcome to notaleaf[dot]com.

I officially own this domain now! Ilovemonkeys[dot]com is no more. One of my friends was so incredibly nice to host my site for me and also buy me this as my birthday gift! I was pretty stoked – thanks Kat!! (^_^) The blog is the same, but I’ll try and update it more often than I used to and keep it interesting. I want to mostly be more adamant about posting recipes when I make something amazing, or try and post photos I’ve snapped (although that’s what my Flickr is for usually).

Gryff is in an extra clingy mood tonight. He apparently didn’t like me working on the new site for the majority of the night, or the fact that REB is playing video games. So he decided to take matters into his own paws and demand the attention he deserved:

IMG_9486Curious about the new page


IMG_9493Kind of hard to use the touch pad :-\