Examples of two of our favorite forms of puppy torture. Enjoy! We do!
1. Ask him to "roll over".
2. Put Kix cereal on a bar stool.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
We Are All Enlisted. . .
... 'Til the conflict is o'er? Well, I don't know about that. But I did volunteer Tim and myself to go help out with a Habitat For Humanity build that the office manager at my work is in charge of for her church - St. Patrick's something or other. (I'm not sure where my t-shirt is or I could provide a more accurate name.)
We were painting stucco, and we showed up by 6:30ish in the morning and it was cold! Those first few brush strokes were pretty-shaky for me because I was so shivery! Another girl from work, Connie, came too and brought her friend, Amy. It was pretty fun to see her and the office manager in a setting other than work.
I can't remember the name of the group that brought in lunch for us, but for both Tim and I it was our first experience eating bratwurst and we were so pleasantly surprised at how good it tasted for having a name like brat"worst" that we've had them twice with Janelle and Brian and kids since then!
Anyway, here are a few pictures from our day of painting!
We were painting stucco, and we showed up by 6:30ish in the morning and it was cold! Those first few brush strokes were pretty-shaky for me because I was so shivery! Another girl from work, Connie, came too and brought her friend, Amy. It was pretty fun to see her and the office manager in a setting other than work.
I can't remember the name of the group that brought in lunch for us, but for both Tim and I it was our first experience eating bratwurst and we were so pleasantly surprised at how good it tasted for having a name like brat"worst" that we've had them twice with Janelle and Brian and kids since then!
Anyway, here are a few pictures from our day of painting!
The Tail of Rusty
So, once again, it's been a long time since I last posted. It's not that we haven't done anything since February. As I'm looking through the few pictures we took, we did a lot of fun stuff actually. I'm just a lazy blogger.
So to begin catching up:
This is Rusty.
Here are Rusty and Howie together.
Cute, huh?
Yup, pretty much. And Rusty was a very affectionate dog. He loved to snuggle up with you and give you puppy kisses, and he just generally wanted to be loved. He and Howie played well together, and Rusty fulfilled his purpose of keeping Howie occupied so we didn't have to entertain him every second of the day.
That is where the good things about Rusty stop though.
I hated Rusty from day one, despite his cute face. Within five minutes of him coming in our house he'd "marked" the couches in four different places. I came home from work the next day to find he'd "marked" some of my walls. I would regularly come home to rivers of pee across my floor, and he coudln't catch on to the fact he wasn't supposed to go in the house. Even Howie caught onto that and he's a mix of dumb breeds when it comes to potty-training! Rusty shed like a beast. He'd try to snuggle up next to me and I'd push him away and be covered in Rusty hair. His hair was all over the couches all the time and we were sweeping up piles of it every week.
Before we adopted Rusty, we asked specifically if he was house broken and if he shed? We were told he was house broken, and he doesn't shed. I don't think the lady we adopted him from temporarily lied to us about these facts. She has seven other dogs though. She probably just didn't know.
So anyway, I kicked Rusty out. I gave him back because I couldn't handle all of his issues. I don't feel too badly about it either. The reason we wanted to adopt a dog that was a little bit older was to avoid a lot of the issues (potty training) that we had with Rusty.
So to begin catching up:
This is Rusty.
Here are Rusty and Howie together.
Cute, huh?
Yup, pretty much. And Rusty was a very affectionate dog. He loved to snuggle up with you and give you puppy kisses, and he just generally wanted to be loved. He and Howie played well together, and Rusty fulfilled his purpose of keeping Howie occupied so we didn't have to entertain him every second of the day.
That is where the good things about Rusty stop though.
I hated Rusty from day one, despite his cute face. Within five minutes of him coming in our house he'd "marked" the couches in four different places. I came home from work the next day to find he'd "marked" some of my walls. I would regularly come home to rivers of pee across my floor, and he coudln't catch on to the fact he wasn't supposed to go in the house. Even Howie caught onto that and he's a mix of dumb breeds when it comes to potty-training! Rusty shed like a beast. He'd try to snuggle up next to me and I'd push him away and be covered in Rusty hair. His hair was all over the couches all the time and we were sweeping up piles of it every week.
Before we adopted Rusty, we asked specifically if he was house broken and if he shed? We were told he was house broken, and he doesn't shed. I don't think the lady we adopted him from temporarily lied to us about these facts. She has seven other dogs though. She probably just didn't know.
So anyway, I kicked Rusty out. I gave him back because I couldn't handle all of his issues. I don't feel too badly about it either. The reason we wanted to adopt a dog that was a little bit older was to avoid a lot of the issues (potty training) that we had with Rusty.
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