My silly boys

We're all getting used to having Josh home, again. Doodle, who has behaved so beautifully while Josh was gone, was having authority issues with him for awhile. Thankfully, Doodle has settled down and we're dealing mostly with over-enthusiasm issues with him - a bit of an ongoing thing, really. He gets over-stimulated and loses his manners from time to time. We'll up his exercise and hope things will sort themselves out. Tonight, he tried to yank off my yoga pants, then my sweater. Josh kept laughing his ass off saying he was a chip off the old block. *MEN*

Poor Flash is still in treatment for an ear infection. He submits (more or less) to nightly ear cleaning and medication, though he doesn't make it easy for you. Bassets have extraordinarily strong necks, yet you can't really push too hard, given Basset anatomy. He then goes off to mope for a few hours and send me guilt-inducing looks from over his shoulder.

Oddly enough, Doodle has been amazingly supportive of his little brother - whenever we're treating Flash, Doodle is right nearby wagging his tail and patiently awaiting his turn. So we've been giving him his "treatment" by pretending to inject ear drops (with an old eye dropper) in each ear with a cheery "boop!" and rubbing the base of his ears. At least when its his turn to have an ear infection, he'll already be trained in receiving the drops. Its hideously cute, though. Monstrously, really. Doodle can be so stubborn, so willful and frankly a big bully. Yet, he has this other, incredibly sweet side.
And then, of course, Doodle wants his carrot for being a good boy.