Category Archives: My Beagle Rosie

Adventures With Rosie: Edition #1

I’ve wrote a lot about Rosie in the past.  I’ve not given her her own regular blog series though…but today, I think she earned a right to her own blog series.

Rosie has been improving all the time.  There is still plenty room to grow but she doesn’t drive me crazy all the time and with covid and the quite house, I’d be pretty lonely without her…but she still takes up a lot of my time.

Yesterday I was at the compute writing blog posts and she was being a little too much.  She was constantly ringing the bells on the door wanting to go outside.  When she was in the house she was putting her paws on my leg and jumping up.  I just wanted to finish writing the blog post so I could go upstairs and continue my “war on my sewing room”.

For about the sixth time in the last half hour she rang the bell again.  At this point I really know she does not need to go to the bathroom, she just wants to go outside because she’s bored…or she wants to smell some sniff… So for the sixth time in a half hour I let her out.  UGH.

I went back to the computer and happily started typing away.  15 minutes must have passed and there was no Rosie bothering me.  Dang.  She’s still outside.  Oh that 15 minutes of peace was so nice but oh boy…what is she up to.

I got outside and found this….


No Rosie…only a collar.

Well darn.  This was going to be interesting.  So I looked around didn’t see her.  I called her name twice and miracle or miracles, she ran right to me.  AH…she didn’t do the zoomies around me and dodge to the right or left.  She actually came right to me.  I was thrilled and so-so happy.

Then as I was going into the house…I caught an eye of this… Continue reading

How to Repair a Dog Bed

I’m stuck at home…I don’t have my childcare income coming in.  My dog, Rosie, is a little destructo.  She is at about 6 months old right now and destroying her dog beds is her hobby.  Seriously, she’d destroyed three at this point.

I, at the time, just bought another and set the destroyed ones aside.  I always planned to “get to patching it” sometime.  It was only $13 for another dog bed…I didn’t have time….I was working.  Yes, I could just buy another dog bed.  That is what I did.

Well…COVID-19 came around.  I’m at home.  I don’t have my childcare income.  I’m cleaning and tackling tasks.  So as I was cleaning the laundry room, I came to the dog beds.  I need to either repair them or throw them out.  Well with time on my hands from not working and a make do attitude, I decided that I could repair them.

Rosie destroys them all the same way.  She flips them over, rips a hole in the bottom and pulls out the stuffing.  I really think this could be avoided if manufacturers would put a stronger fabric on the underside…but they don’t so…here I am with three destroyed dog beds.

This is all a little trial and error.  The first one I did I cut the entire bottom off.  Then I added the denim fabric layer.  Then I sewed it back on.  It worked but I broke two needles and said a cuss word.  That left me ready to throw the other two remaining beds away but I didn’t.  If I’m going to take my life seriously with staying and spending little money, I needed to use the resources I have.  I have the denim.  I can fix this.  I just needed to be smarter.

So I came up with this and it worked like a charm.

First take the dog bed and roughly stitch up the bottom hole.  See how crude my stitches are?  It isn’t for beauty.  All of this will be covered when the new fabric is put on.  The purpose is mostly just to make it easier to work with and to keep the stuffing on place.


Next lay the dog bed on your fabric.  Use a heavier weight fabric.  I used a denim.  Make a rough cut around the bed just slightly bigger than the bed.

My dog beds had a straight line across the front and the the back part is more rounded.  I pinned the front straight side in place as shown working to keep the pins close and keeping the fabric on the seam line area where there in not excess stuffing.
Next wrangle the dog bed into the machine.  The dog beds I was working with had a side seam that was sewn down.  I could get the dog bed worked through and into the machine if I used that area.

It’s quite a task but sew over the pins.  Sew slow.  I did sew over the pins…typically I don’t but I was going really slow and it was really hard to get the pins out.


I went a little way, stopped and repositioned.  I could only sew an inch or two at a time.

Be patient and remember this is the BOTTOM of the bed.  No one will see your errors.  You are sewing blindly.  For me, I followed the center of the pins hoping I was staying on the seam.

Wrangle the bed out of the machine.

Then I flipped the fabric over to cover the bottom of the bed.  Then I turned the edge under and pinned it in place.  This was very unscientific.  It was hard to work with as the bed is so floppy and doesn’t lay flat.  But my main goal was to cover it and let it be used another day…not make it look as neat as the manufacturer.

Note the pins are placed about every inch.

I wrangled it into the sewing machine again and started stitching.  Again I sewed over the pins.  Again I went really slow and repositioned as I went.


I tried my best but ended up getting the underside of the bed caught in the seam.  DARN.


I ripped it out and flipped it over again.  I pinned again and got it sewn down.  In the end I was very happy with it.

The first one took me well over an hour to fix- I broke needles, swore and was determined not to fix another one.

The second one took me 35 minutes to fix.  I had to come up with a plan and I had to rip out my mistake.

The last one took my 15 minutes to fix.    Here is how it looks finished: Continue reading

Meet My New Pup!!!

Grab a cup of coffee.  This is a long post.

You all heard my sad news from Sunday, my beagle Ruby, of seven years passed away.  I used to tell my kids as an explanation of someone dying that they got so sick that the doctor couldn’t fix them anymore so they died.  I think that’s the best description of what happened to my Ruby girl.

Well after we left the vet Kelli and I started talking.  When was the right time to get a pup.  Was there ever a right time?  Was there ever a wrong time?  I knew I wanted another dog…but when?

We feared that getting a pup might take awhile.  We know people often get pups at Christmas time and figured there would be none to be had so we could look as there wouldn’t be any anyway.  So we did.

There really weren’t any.  We looked and tried to find some.  Admittedly there were a few but I refused to pay $1000 to $1200 for a pup.  That was too much for me.  I wasn’t interested in a show or breeding dog.  I only wanted a family pet.  To me, paying that amount of money wasn’t necessary for the type of dog I wanted.

We agreed with my vet that with my crazy household with in home childcare and lots of small kids around, it would be best if we got a puppy.  We checked the Humane Societies and even went so far as to look in neighboring states, but still we found no puppies through the Humane Societies.

The best I could find in my price range were pups, no pictures of them, but they would be ready at the end of January.  That seemed like a long time.

Part of me wanted a puppy right away.  I couldn’t help but think of a friend of mine when they lost their cat.  They were devastated and seriously were sliding towards depression when one of them said enough and they went and got a cat.  Slowly, things got better for them.

I’ve had a lot of heartache this year and I know myself.  I too could easily slide that way into depression.  Losing Ruby was so hard….and being in the house without her clicking nails on the wood floor was already getting to me.  I thought it would be okay to get a pup right away.

I did have a little bit of a criteria.  Did you know that there are several different colorings for beagles?

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Ruby was the black, tan and white (the one on the upper right corner).  Puppycat, Kelli’s beagle, is the first one pictured (upper left).  She is the classic, black, red and white.  That’s what I wanted.  I love the coppery color.  When I got Ruby, I didn’t know there was a such thing as black, tan and white.

Did you also know that beagles can some in different sizes.  Betsy, Kalissa’s beagle, and Puppycat are both 13″ beagles.  Ruby was a 15″ beagle.  It only sounds like 2″, it isn’t much, but it is.  Kelli would ask me why I didn’t let Ruby on my lap.  Ruby was too big to be a lap dog….She sat on Kramer’s lap in the recliner, but she was too big for me.  Puppy and Betsy could both be okay in a small kennel.  Not Ruby.  She had to have a medium sized kennel.  After all the carrying of Ruby I did over the last few days of her life, I knew I wanted the smaller sized beagle if possible.

So my criteria:
Classic coloring of red, black and white
If possible the classic white blaze in the middle of their head
A female
Closer to the $500 range in cost
13″ size
Not a state away if possible
Available sooner vs later

My first place to check was Lonesome Grove Beagles.  I have followed them for a long time.  They have a Youtube channel that they post puppy videos to and they are so fun to watch.  I didn’t get the puppy mill feeling from them at all.  They didn’t have puppies.  They didn’t even have any expecting.  UGH.

So then we started googling “Beagle Puppies Iowa”.  We got a few places.  Some I got a big breeder feeling from.  UGH.  Most didn’t have puppies available.

We looked and looked…then we started typing in searches for puppies in neighboring states.  UGH.  Seriously, this was not easy.  No exaggeration at all, Kelli and looked for puppies online for about 3 hours with both of us doing independent searches.  Finally Kelli got a lead.  Someone who knew someone, just got a puppy not long ago in Farmersburg Iowa.  Kelli tried to contact that someone.

Then Kalissa found a puppy website called Puppyfind.  She found someone who had a puppy in Farmersburg Iowa.

I wasn’t too excited about this.  Doesn’t a website called “Puppyfind” sound a little puppy mill-ish?  Kalissa sent a link with pictures.

They were only this small.  I was hard to see them.  We tried to get more information about the puppy but, we had to $5.95 to see the information.  UGH.  We did and found out the information.

I called and found out the pup was born 9-2-2019.  Hmm.  She’s older than some.  This would make her 16 weeks old.  I thought I was okay with that.  The town was about 50 minutes away.  We ended up making an appointment to see her the next day.

Then I started second guessing myself.  I forgot to ask if she was a 13″.  Was I doing this too quick.  Was I making decisions while grieving?  AHHH.  Was this the right thing??

The next day I met Kelli and Georgia and we started traveling in the direction of the puppy.  I realized I didn’t have a collar, toys, a bed, dog food…the whole list of things you need for a puppy.  Kelli and I made a couple stops along the way.  Then I berated myself.  Were you actually getting a puppy?  I reasoned out that I was going to get a puppy.  I just didn’t know when.  Even if I didn’t get THIS puppy, I was still going to get a puppy.

I felt terrible too.  I didn’t want to not honor Ruby by getting a puppy so quick.  I also remember terribly grieving after Gracie died and waiting the month for Ruby.  No.  I didn’t want to do that.

We found the place where the puppy was and went into the house to visit.  I should have known better.  I don’t think I could ever say no to a puppy.  This is the lady that raised her.


I didn’t get to see the parents but was offered that I could.  I did ask if she was a 13″ beagle and she was.  I was told she was really patient and very mellow.  I hoped it was true.

I handed over the money and we were on our way.  Kelli was so sweet, she offered to drive but I said she could snuggle the puppy.  I have the rest of my life to snuggle her.


She had all of the good puppy smells.  She was just perfect…or at least in my eyes to this point.

From here we decided to stop at Forest Mills Quilt Shop.  We hadn’t been there in a bit…  I’ll tell you all about that stop when I tell you what I bought there in Sunday’s Stash report.  For now, I’ll tell you more about the pup.

Notice I write “the pup”.  She was nameless.  The night before Kelli and I had made a list of names.

Here’s a few that were on it.  Nelly was her name from the breeder.  I didn’t like that.
Polly
Penny
Rosie
Pippa
Holly-she was a Christmas Puppy
Dotty
Cricket
Birdie
Betty
Idgy
Izzy

After thinking long and hard…I liked Pippa.  I really liked Pippa.  Then I got thinking there is a show on TV called Peepa Pig.  I was sure the childcare kids would call her Peppa instead of Pippa.

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Did I care?  Maybe I should just call her Peepa.  Ah.  I didn’t like that as much.

…and so it went.  She went an entire day with no name.  Then a few more names for added to the list.
Piper
Ellie
Poppy
Girlfriend

All of my kids and the grandkids and even a family of childcare kids put in votes.  For me…nothing seemed right.  I was teetering between Rosie and Pippa/Peppa.

Carver came to meet her and said, “Why you call her Peepa?”  UGH.  No, I don’t think I wanted Pippa.

Craig came for supper and I asked him what he liked from the list of names.  He liked Birdie.  So I tried that out for an hour or so.  No.  I didn’t like that.

Bailey…no too many dogs called Bailey.
Bella….again too many dogs named Bella.
Gemma…no one of my kids thought if they had a kid, they liked that name.

UGH.  I was going to bed and the pup didn’t have a name.  Then I thought Brigetta (like from the Sound of Music)  Yes.  I loved it.  Then I decided that the childcare kids will never be able to say it.


I reasoned ever possible reasoning for every name on the list.  Not “Dotty”.  She didn’t have dots.  UGH.  I hated this.

Karl told me, “Mom, it’s your dog.  Don’t worry about what the rest of us think or say, just name it what you want.”

I finally just went to bed…after all, Kalissa had told me several times to just sleep on it.  I tried to remind myself that whatever name we gave her, she would grow into.

The next morning I woke up….I was leaning towards Rosie.  It was one of the first names I liked.  I like that I had Gracie (my first beagle), then Ruby and now Rosie.  I like how they were all old fashioned names.  No one said no to that name.  Everyone kind of liked it.  Some names, some people didn’t like at all.

I liked Rosie as it was good for a puppy and good for an older dog name.  I felt like Pippa was more of a young dog name.

My kids started texting me asking if I decided.  I said I was leaning towards Rosie but wanted to have a good hashtag with her name if I was taking pictures of her and posting them on social media.  About then I got a message from Kelli that said…. Continue reading