No! Don't leave me!

As dog lovers, I am sure you know that leaving is a crime against your puppy. You put your shoes on and the look is sure to follow. You know, the puppy-dog eyes, mommy how could you leave an adorable creature like me behind look. My puppy seems to have gotten down the whole look as never before now that I have started school. One should not feel guilty about going to school. Though there is hope. I have recently discovered that the dollar store has dog toys. And you guessed it, they are all a dollar! So yes, I bribe my puppy with new toys and tennis balls when I leave. But hey, it works!

On a completely different note, have you ever taken out a pile of fresh laundry and set it down for even a second? My puppy wastes no time in climbing into the pile and making a lovely little nest...with my once clean clothing. Why sleep on the couch when there is clothing available, right?

Relaxing Sunday?

A relaxing Sunday afternoon sounds like just the thing after a long week of school, work, bake sales, and homework. Sadie, however, had other ideas.

A few weeks back we installed a very fancy invisible fence due to Sadie's love for the llamas next door (not to mention the goat and the horse!) Until today, that fence had been working wonders! She learned very quickly that crossing the fence is not good, though she has spent hours looking for a loop hole. For whatever reason, my darling puppy got so excited, she bolted RIGHT PAST THE FENCE. It barely phased her! Well, I did hear a bit of a yelp when she passed through it. Apparently, her training, along with the birds, has gone south for the winter. So I guess it's back to square one with her training. It was nice while it lasted. I wonder how people have more than one dog?!?

I Get To Go Poop!

Well, has there ever been a puppy who hasn't been excited to go for a walk? A few weeks ago my friends were over at the house for the evening, which was exciting all by itself, and around 9 PM or so, I called Sadie into the front hall to go for her evening walk. "Sadie, it's time to go for a walk!" I called out. At which point Sadie trots past my friend Robin with a shit eating grin and going, "OMG I GET TO GO POOP!" Now, the time for the walk comes along, and Sadie still loves to trot around announcing to the room that she does in fact get to go poop now.

Speaking of which, I believe it is just in time for our evening walk, so farewell for now folks!

Oh Noes!

Well, the inevitable has happened. Today, Sadie discovered that one of her toy balls had, in fact, dropped under the couch, disappearing from her reach. This event was followed shortly by whining until I got on my hands and knees to get this wretched ball from underneath the couch, surrounded by dust bunnies the size of my head. I'm debating on putting a net or something down there. In the end the ball was rescued, the puppy was happy, and I washed my hands. All in all, a day well spent. Not to mention the sun was out, and it was lovely! Sadie was loving the sun too!

Man-Eating Fish

So Sadie and I have gotten into the routine lately of Sadie checking everywhere I go to make sure it's all safe. If I get up to leave the room, she will follow, make sure all is well, then go lay down, or chew her toy again. This evening, after a long day of school and work, I gathered my things and headed up the stairs. I had barely gotten up the first step when I see the Sadie (who has been passed out for about a half hour and dreaming pleasantly) slowly lumber up from her spot and head toward me and the stairs. Forgetting that this has become her custom, I though she was just headed up to her kennel to sleep in her bed. No, not Sadie. Must check to make sure Mom's room is safe. Then pass out again.

So after I open the door to my room and turn the light on (by this time Sadie is slightly more awake, though she still looked like the walking dead. I have honestly never seen a dog walk so slow) Sadie is already investigating the bathroom and my fish tank (because heaven forbid the fish eat me in my sleep) -Mom, you know those fish could hurt you. Maybe I should eat them for you. Maybe just one?- After checking to make sure all toys were accounted for, Sadie whined a bit (Translation: Room is good mom. All safe. Can I sleep with you tonight? My kennel is just so far away. I would much rather flop on the floor right here. FISH?) and hopped up on my bed, all set for the night. -OK Night Mom. I'm gonna sleep here now.-

After being called away by my father, Sadie gave me a few good night kisses, a few more whines, and looked around the room one last time (to make sure no monsters had suddenly appeared of course) and headed out the door and down the stairs, just as slow as she had come up.

What would we do with out our protective little pups?