9 posts tagged “dogs”
What would you consider to be your 15 minutes of fame so far in life?
Okay, it's not a full 15 minutes but so far it's all I've got?
Haha I called in to talk about my crazy pup who mounts every freakin- dog at the dog park.
Anyway,
if you have a dog, I recommend you listen to the podcasts. She gives
great advice and knows her stuff. She helped me a lot with my dogs
separation anxiety problems. Anyway, you can hear me on the epidosde!
You want to buy silly things for your dog. This is what I'm curently trying not to buy.....
Dogs die from bad canned dog food:
dog food recall
I just started switching my little guy over to wet food. The breeder had told me that it was important to feed Yorkies dry food, because they have a lot of teeth problems and tartar, and often lose their teeth by the time they are 5 yrs. I really didn't even think much about it, since I only feed my cat dry food and only give her a can every now and then. Apparently, it's best to give cats wet food, which I just found out.
So Dash (the dog) was scratching like a maniac. Took him to the vet, he suggested fish oils. I started listening to this podcast on dogtalk which is really informative. I started looking into whether Dash may have food allergies as the source of his scratching, and I realized it wasn't because of food allergies but because I was feeding him crap (Purina). I switched him over to Innova Evo canned and sprinkeled in some Solid Gold crunchies and just stepped up cleaning his teeth more often. I added the fishoil that the vet recommended. It hasn't even been 2 weeks and I can't believe the difference in his coat, and the scratching has stopped entirely. Yay!
Now my dog eats better than I do.
This sounds like a commercial.
What a great way to start my morning :)
Between him and laughing so hard,I couldn't get anything done! He kept chasing the vacuum cleaner and kept trying to bite it!
Finally, he went and pulled out the cord!
The one time I meet a boy in the dog park I have to have a HUGE pimple on my chin. It's so big it's another country.
Argh.
Do you realize what this means?
I'm going to have to look fantastic before I go to the dog park from now on.
I usually go to the dogpark around 7 am. Who can look fantastic at 7 am?
The boy I met looks exactly like Jake Gyllenhall. It's uncanny. For a minute I thought I was on Brokeback mountain and not in the dog park. Sigh. Beautiful. I caught myself staring at him. I'm such a dork. I think he's probably a few years younger than me. He's got really long eyelashes. And great arms. Sigh.
He has a pug named Rudy. Eli sniffed his butt a few times and they seemed to get along. Sigh. I played with his dog more than I talked to him. I figured if I could get the dog's approval...
I chatted him up a bit. He seemed to like Eli.
He must have a girlfriend. He's way too good looking not to. Either that or he's gay.
Well, the little guy is here! I'll post pictures tomorrow. He was great during the car ride and so far seems to be adjusting nicely. We went for a loonnngggg walk around the neighborhood. I think I wore him out. We then walked over to Washington Square, met a dog or two (he didn't even bark once!) and then sat on a bench and people watched. He curled right up on my lap. It was just so much fun. Then we went for ANOTHER walk around town.
So now he's curled up next to me on the couch and is just zonked out. He chewed on a bone or two . Oh, and he met the cat...yeah...she's still sitting up on the windowsill and won't come down. She's pissed. He didn't bark or whine, just did a little dance for her. And she hissed.
He has run into his crate a few times, circled around, then came out. I put him for a minute or two and then let him out. He whined a little bit at first and when I did let him out he ran around like a maniac. Sigh. I hope this crate training gets easier. I put a treat in there for him, but he's not interested in any food. Just a lot of stimuli for one night. I really don't want him to sleep with me, because Sophie has always slept with me. I want him to sleep in the crate, but I don't want him to start barking at 11 pm...it'll be a work in progress.
Pictures to come tomorrow!!!!!
Otherwise, I guess I'm ok. Mostly just exhausted. It's been quite a day.
Ouch. I hate coldsores. Especially when its right in the corner of my mouth.
September 11th. The day it happened, I was arguing a bail reduction hearing in one of the judge's chambers. His secretary came into his chambers and told us that a plane had hit the twin towers. The judge immediately made a comment about the Middle East or asking whether any terrorist group had taken credit for it yet. I remember thinking, how does he know it's not another Timothy McVeigh?
We finished up the rest of the bail reduction motions, and I headed back to my office. All of our secretaries had their radios on and everyone was listening. The second plane had already hit, but the towers hadn't collapsed yet. The President Judge closed the courthouse and everyone ran home. I remember watching the television -- you could see little dots --- people --- jumping from the towers. It was such a horrific realization - death either by fire or jumping. Then the towers collapsed.
I immediately thought of the Oklahoma City bombing, how I had caught that on t.v. right before I went to my Sociology final in college. It had literally just happened, and the cameras, caught unawares, initially showed everything -- I remember seeing a woman running and screaming, she had no arms, just blood gushing.
I didn't know anyone who died in the World Trade Center. I later dated a pilot who had the unfortunate luck of training one of the bombers how to fly (maybe a year before 9/11 happened?) -- the plane that crashed in PA. He had failed the guy because his landing was terrible and because he was terrible with the communication aspect. Sadly ironic.
I have a picture of the second plane crashing into the Tower on my desk. I just think it's important to remember and when I start to get really stressed out and caught up in myself I catch a glimpse of the picture and it helps me to keep perspective. And to be grateful.
So, speaking of being grateful. Had an okay day today. Thought about Mr. Wonderful a few times, mostly because I have the urge to tell him about the dog. At lunchtime I picked up the phone to call a friend and dialed the first 3 numbers of Mr. Wonderful's phone number before realizing it. I also stopped by the new dog store, which is near his office, and felt very anxious about running into him. But I didn't.
Otherwise, today was very busy with trying to get all of my work done and filed before taking vacation next week. I don't want to have to worry about it while I'm away. Tonight I set up the puppy's crate and began puppy-proofing my apartment. The cat is very curious. She won't go near the crate but I can see her eyeing it. Oh, if she only knew what she was in for...
Yippeeeee!!!!! Today I went and saw the little guy and he had me at hello. I picked him up, and he wrapped his paws around my neck!!!! Isn't that just crazy? And then he nuzzled my neck. Who needs a man when I've got this little guy?
So. He is 18 months, probably 8-10 lbs. Needs to lose a pound or two. He's about as big as my cat, maybe a little bigger. Well, you can see his family here: Little Guy.
I am a bit humiliated that I bought a dog from a breeder. In my own defense, however, I went to 5 different shelter/rescue groups. Not one had a small dog. Not even small older dog The only one that did actually DENIED my application. If you rent, the shelters want proof that it's okay with the landlord. Understandable. My landlord however, has a don't ask don't tell policy. He was actually annoyed with me for telling him I had a cat before I signed the lease (he said, "you know I really wish you hadn't told me about this"). So at the shelter I used my parents' address (which is still on my DL). Didn't the shelter go and run a VOTER REGISTRATION check and found that I was registered in the city? Assholes. I had wanted to adopt this blind poodle (he actually didn't have any eyeballs at all) that was 4 years old. Makes me mad.
But I made a donation to the shelter, anyway.
Mom and dad came with me to check him out. He does have a name, but doesn't really seem to know it! So that leaves me free to come up with a different one. Any suggestions???
He did excellent on a leash (I took him for a walk), didn't jump, didn't bark very much at all (not compared to all the other dogs with him), and sat on command. He is definitely a lap dog, too. Just perfect. And he's got all of his shots but does need to get fixed. I'm going to pick him up this weekend and take him to the vet next week.
Had a great time at PetSmart. Bought a crate, new bed (of course the cat is sleeping on it right now), food, bowls, a Kong, brush, nail clippers. Tommorrow I'll pick out a leash and collar.
He is really beautiful. I'm just so excited. It's going to be great to have him around. And I definitely think this is going to help with things. I just hope the cat is okay with it..hee hee....
