Time to get snipped..
I enjoy being paired with these bums. There are times I want to open the door and let them run off, but I always end up thanking the puppy fairy for letting me have them.
So I [FINALLY] set up an appointment for the doggies to spayed/neutered. I feel like such a bad pet owner for waiting so long. I am very excited to never have to deal with Roxie being in heat again, and hopefully it will calm Dexter’s aggressiveness, and territorialness. I am not, however; excited about dropping them off at 7am and not being able to see them until after 4pm. That’s going to be an anxiety ridden day.
I am NOT one to call my dogs my children, but I will admit I treat them as they are sometimes. And they are without a doubt, a member of the family.
I am just nervous, and the appointment isn’t even until Jan 28th.
Maybe I’m lame… New Year’s Eve planning.
As I’m hearing everyone make plans for New Year’s Eve, parties, drinking, bars, etc. I find myself in a weird situation. I remember being younger and thinking it was mandatory to get drunk on New Year’s Eve, not literally. You know, it’s a birthday, let’s drink. It’s Thanksgiving, let’s drink. It’s a Friday, let’s drink. It’s so weird that I don’t even have the desire to do that anymore. I haven’t wanted to drink in so long…
So, while I’m hearing about these plans, reading about them on Facebook, I find myself more and more excited about MY plans. I feel like a complete OLD MARRIED LADY. Zane and I will be sitting at home and watching the whole current season of Dexter. We haven’t watched any this season since it’s been on. We did the same thing last year, and I absolutely loved it. I love being an old married lady. I love spending time with my husband. I love it all. I am very excited for December 31st. :]
Also.. I just wanted to say that I don’t look down on the people who will be getting drunk and partying. To each their own. Have fun, just don’t pull me into it. I hate the morning after stories, the… “Oh I was all up on this guy” and “OMG these guys we were hanging out with got into a fight, blah blah blah.” and “we were so drunk i fell over this, and she puked there, and i have all these bruises from this” I just really don’t care…
And they called it puppy love (Taken with instagram)
He’s using that blanket all wrong (Taken with instagram)
The 1st picture was taken Sept 4th, 2010
The 2nd picture was taken today, Jan 14th, 2012
My oh my, time was not nice to my dogs, they’re definitely looking haggard.
Zane and I had some errands to run this morning. We drove to Portland [about an hour away], to a shoe store that has a contract with his company. He got some new boots, then got some “protection” stuff that they had to put on there and it takes 24 hours to dry, so he has to go back and get them tomorrow.
We went to Rite Aid to get some random stuff [and waste time].
We went to his work because he took home the work truck keys last night and he had to return them. He did some other stuff too, but I sat in the car and read.
After we were done with everything, we went to lunch with Zane’s brother Thomas. I had a pulled pork sandwich, and it was Delicious! :] I may complain about him a lot, but lately I’ve come to realize that when we’re not at home with him, he’s a fun guy. But when we’re at home, he’s a jackass.
I read more on the way home, and I’m getting frustrated with my book. I love it, I absolutely love it, but it’s frustrating me.
When we got home, the dogs went nuts, like always… I don’t know why, but Dexter always trying to attack Roxie whenever someone comes in the door. He’s not being MEAN, but he’s a little feistier than just playing.. So today, I tried to get him away from her, and he jumped on my leg like a cat would, and drug his claws down my skin.. OUCH! It’s not the worst looking of the scrapes he’s given me, but it hurts most. :/
Dexter woke me up
WAY before I even needed to be up. So now I’m going to be extra tired all day.. Well, that is if I’m babysitting and have to be up all day. Still haven’t heard from the mom.. Blah. I’m not in the mood for kids today. Which means I’m almost 100% positive that they will be here. It always works that way. When I don’t want to babysit they come, when I want them, they don’t..
I guess I’ll go get dressed and clean up my roommates mess in the the living room, just in case the kids are coming.
I guess I should make a better post about this rather than just a reply..
DEXTER IS HOME!
I took Roxie and went out walking around last night after I made that post. We left at about 11:30, and got home at about 12:50. I came in the house and cried myself to sleep because we couldn’t find him. It was night time, it was COLD, after a pretty HOT day. I was worried, but I was exhausted so I passed out pretty quick. At 1:30 I was woken up because he came home. Other people were still awake, so when he walked up to the front door, they saw him and let him in. He jumped up on me like he hadn’t seen me in months and was super happy. He ate 2 bowls of food, drank a ton of water, and went to bed.
I REALLY wish I knew where he was all day. What did he do? Where did he go? I just keep seeing movie montages in my mind of his adventure. It’s kinda frustrating that I’ll NEVER know anything that happened.
I want to thank those of you who expressed concern. I never realized how scary it would be to lose a pet.
My Dexter got out today and we can’t find him. I have a VERY strong feeling my roommates LET him out but I can’t prove anything, so I’m just letting it go. I am literally hurting I am so sad. It’s night and he’s probably scared. My number is on his collar, so if someone found him I would have gotten a call, and I haven’t. Which means he’s out there somewhere… :[
I don’t know what to do…
did you know I love my goofy dog? Cause I do
Rope burn is NOT fun..
I took the dogs outside while I was babysitting on Friday. Lydia wanted to play with them, but we took them in the front, so they had to be on leashes. While we were out there, my roommate’s mom came over and the dogs REALLY wanted to get her.
I was trying to keep Lydia from getting tangled and knocked down by the leashes and ended up getting a HUGE rope burn on the back of my calf. :[ It REALLY hurts.
First night back in the old house.
This is so Dexter! It’s like he goes out of his way to lay on whatever is sitting on the bed/couch..
The teenage roommates were gone [well wait I guess they’re not teenagers, they’re 22 & 21.] But they were gone while we moved in and we gone until after we went to sleep, so that worked out.
Zane and I went to bed at 10:30. Dexter went to bed with us, but Roxie was still roaming around driving me nuts [dog nails on hardwood floor, eeek] She ran around for about an hour. The roommates came home at like 1, and the dogs heard the noise and freaked out. Every noise they heard all night they barked about. It was annoying.
We didn’t get much sleep. Zane had to leave at 5 for a safety meeting at work, and I got up at 7, about to head to Keizer for a parade and such. :]
Tomorrow [and possibly tonight] I have to go back to the other house and CLEAN CLEAN CLEAN. I really don’t want to.