We try not to baby our dog. She does not sleep in the bed with us and she does not get to sit on the couch unless invited. Undesirable behavior gets corrected no matter how cute it is.
Still, I felt very worried and rather guilty when I had to leave my dog in a boarding facility overnight as I was flying out to Minnesota and Ben was yet to come back to the City. I wanted to give Sonya a big hug, tell her that I will miss her and that I will be back before she knew it. I didn’t get a chance though: she walked right into the building and proceeded to explore the insides and to give kisses to the people there and didn’t even notice when I left. What Sonya didn’t realize is that I toured two boarding facilities before settling on that particular one, the other one was the pet-specific hotel where she would have had a choice of puppy back rubs and pool exercise times. That place did look larger and brighter and they had 4 food choices including. That’s where I draw the line. She’s just a dog, not a kid. Right? Right.
That T-shirt that I saw in a fashionable pet store over in Castro is right,”Dogs are the new kids.”
It’s raining outside and it has been for two days. Lucky for all of us, morning was dry and I managed to get in a hour-long walk with Sonya in the park. Since that time, both the dog and I have decided to stay in the comfort of living room. Unfortunately, my canine is not sophisticated enough to use the toilet (or not to eat her own poo), so outside potty breaks are needed. This is how our latest walk played out:
Step one: notice that the puppy is looking for a place to pee. Pick her up (and admire your dog body language recognition skills.)
Step two: proceed downstairs. Put on a rain jacket and shoes. Put on her rain jacket (so cute! so functional!) and a leash.
Step three: go outside and walk up and down the street for about 15 minutes dragging the dog behind you. Stop and tell her to go potty; hope that passing people don’t hear you. Observe as the dog is staring at you marveling at your insanity.
Step four: realize that your jeans are now soaked and no potty is going to happen. Take a deep sigh and bring her back in.
Step five: remove shoes, both rain jackets and the leash.
Step six: wipe her dirty paws.
Step seven: sit back down and pick up a glass of hot chocolate just to put it down immediately as the dog is peeing in front of your flat screen TV.
Step eight: Try not to kick the dog in the head; reach for the paper towels and the cleaning solution.
Step nine: start thinking of the next time she needs to go poo as the rain outside is getting stronger.
What an evening I am having! First I got a letter from my Blood bank telling me that they had a laptop stolen that contained their donors’ names, blood types, and social security numbers! Baaah! So much for giving away pint after pint of my blood for the good of the society.
Later on in the night, after a day full of watching Sonya and taking her outside repeatedly, the beast outwitted me by running off into the dark corner of the stairs, pooping, and immediately consuming the entire poo session. I reacted within 30 seconds of the pooping process which was already too late and my finger down her throat returned nothing but stink. A panicked call to my husband comforted me; according to B, this is just a second chance at digestion for a puppy
to bring you Lana! She has already been featured on this blog (just check the Puppies! category) and I am happy to provide an update on her. She’s staying cute and generates a lot of trouble anywhere she goes.
These are a little old but still worth posting–would you look at the Christmas presents some dogs get! The Shi Tzu in the pictures is Sophie, not new to this blog. The other doggie is Lucy, a miniature Dachshund at about 4 months of age. This little princess got a camouflage outfit (to match her owner’s hunting gear) and a cute little dress for those doggie dress-up occasions. Lucy is a sweetheart but she’s so little and so… wiggly. She can’t seem to stop moving around, scratching with her little pointy claws, biting with her little pointy teeth and expecting to get away with this all by being so darn cute. In other words, I love playing with her but I am glad that at the end of the day, she’s going home with somebody else
It has been too long for this blog– here are some more puppy pictures! My parents are planning to buy a boxer puppy, so they went to visit a very special young lady. The puppy is only 2 weeks old and she should be going home with my parents on March 9. It’s my mom in the picturs with the puppy. I think the last one is the most precious– my mom told me that mama-dog was kissing her face but ont he picture she looks like she’s asking my mom, “Can you take good care of my baby?”
