Thursday, July 31, 2014

Don't poke the bear....

It has been brought to my attention that my blog is being used to torment a loved one of mine.
Not just any loved one of mine.
One who held my heart for 9 months before I ever even laid eyes on her.

I offered to quit blogging.
I offered to walk away from it all.
She encouraged me to please continue.

I normally don't post negative things on my blog, but I feel this needs to be addressed...

If you are reading this boys I need you to understand:
I think you are pathetic cowards.
You mean no more to me than the shit on my shoe.
More so I am asking you to stop bullying.


Because it's not cool and you know what type of bear is responsible for the most attacks?!
A MAMA bear!
And trust me when I say, you don't want to poke this mama bear...

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Message received!

I love dogs, and one of my favorite things is to watch them interact with each other.  It absolutely fascinates me.  I have a Belgian Laekenois named Linda who is the most neurotic dog I have ever lived with.  One of her neurotic issues is going out a door.  She bursts out any door, whether it be a crate, the house, or our mud room.  It drives me crazy!  I have to hold her by the collar and walk her to the back door, otherwise she runs out with all four legs flailing, skittering and scraping herself across my hardwood floor, knocking over whoever is in her way.  I can't tell you how much I have yelled, tried to re-train and with absolutely NO luck.  She still acts this way.

Tonight I let her out to potty with my other dogs plus two dogs I am dog sitting.  In her usual fashion, Linda went ripping out of her crate, feet everywhere, falling all over herself, and that is when out of nowhere I heard a growl and felt teeth graze the back of my leg.  I went to correct the growling/snapping and then realized what was going on and stopped.  Suddenly, Linda was back IN the crate, and hot on her heels was the little Boston Terrorist pictured above.  Again Linda came rushing out at me, and again Toby (the Boston) sent her right back into the crate.  This happened 4 times before the message was received and Linda finally WALKED out of the crate in a calm manner.  For 9 months I have done everything but stand on my head attempting to teach Linda what Toby taught her in 5 minutes.

I love to watch the communication between a group of dogs.  It is amazing to witness them communicate in a language that I don't speak and clearly the results they achieve are faster.  Sadly, Toby will only be here with us for a week while his mommy is on vacation.  Perhaps he will have to visit more often...

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Damn dog...

What you see is a picture of Linda and I sharing a tender moment.  

However this picture is really Linda's way of saying:  "Mommy, I am so sorry I can't be trusted for 10 minutes alone and I ate the drywall in the laundry room.  Please don't ever leave me again!"

Damn dog....