It Runs in the Family

Beamer has a white swoosh-looking mark on his back. The day we brought Beamer home my dad said that the swoosh looked like the #7 (and of course referenced some soccer player). Ryan was quick to let him know that the swoosh was really a “V for VanSickle.”

This past weekend Beamer clarified exactly how much of a VanSickle he really is.

First, he spent the entire week waiting for Ryan to come home. He waited on the couch, he waited in the bedroom, he even waited by the front door a couple of times. I wasn’t sure if Beamer’s melancholy was a result of Ryan’s absence, until Ryan returned from his trip…

Then, Beamer would not cooperate during my attempt at an Easter pup photo shoot. I was excited for them to debut their festive bandanas. But much like his dad, Beamer was only comfortable being in the photo if he was ruining it. He refused to sit next to Lucy unless he could sit ON her. He wouldn’t pose next to her without slapping her in the face with his tail. And when he got bored, he wandered away from us while we were focused on getting shots of Lucy…

Later that day, Beamer was quick to make himself right at home when we visited the VanSickle Grandparents. Within minutes of arriving, he was begging for ham and potatoes from treat-dispensing Great Grandma. And after surprising everyone with his high-pitched bark, he claimed his spot in the living room…

Then he snuck onto the furniture…

Then he took over Grandpa VanSickle’s chair…

Whatever that swoosh on his back stands for, Beamer has decided that he is a VanSickle after all.

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The Art of Spooning

Let’s be clear. I am only getting away with this post because Ryan is out of town…

Ryan would probably prefer it if I talk about all the man-ventures that he and Beamer have together. But the reality is that they are currently perfecting the art of spooning. They cuddle in ways that I have never been able to with Lucy!

Here is picture summary of their bromance thus far…

Kind of a Turd

When I wrote about Beamer’s adoption, I said that Beamer has met his match in stubbornness and mischief in Ryan. When Ryan read the post, he emailed me “Come on, I’m not that bad!” But I was spot on when I said that. Beamer and Ryan are like two peas in pod.

When I realized that Beamer connected with Ryan better than he connects with me, I thought this brotherly bond would make for a great post. But looking through my photos and reflecting back on our everyday, I realize that there are far too many moments to share in one post. We have already had so many funny and sometimes frustrating moments, that I can’t share just one.

One of my favorite moments happened in the first week after we brought Beamer home. Going off of what he had seen in a video, Ryan went with me to Petsmart to adopt our new dog. Two days later, we moved to Kansas City, and three days later I asked Ryan what he thought of Beamer…

Ryan’s answer: “He is kind of a turd and that’s why I like him.” Beamer won Ryan over so quickly because Ryan, admittedly, can be kind of a turd. Both boys are stubborn, bullish, and mischievous at times. But they are also quietly kindhearted. Which makes for a heartwarming dynamic that has me constantly reaching for my camera.

Here are a few pics of some of their (not-so?) finer moments…

“I’m not poking you”

Sometimes I have to remind Ryan that Beamer is blind not deaf…

Sneaking up on him…

Monkey see, monkey do