I know, I know! Not another Howie story! But we don't have kids, so we don't have anything else to blog about!
Anyway, our little Howie is a great little dog. As you can see from my last post, he has no respect for me and thus will not listen when I give him a command. Despite the fact he doesn't respect me, he still loves me more than anyone in the world, so I can't really hold that against him. Who could, really? He's also super-friendly, mostly doesn't pee in the house any more, and mostly doesn't shed... until he goes to the vet.
Yesterday we took our little Howie-bazowie to the vet for one of his routine vaccinations and I was covered in his hair by the time we left. The poor little guy gets nervous the minute we walk in the door! He gets so excited to see the other dogs at the vet, but he is too stressed out by being at the vet to really make friends. It's pretty rough. And, it's also his own, darn fault!
Howie loved his first visit to the vet. He loved the girls at the front desk. He loved the other dogs. He loved the veterinary nurse. He loved Dr. Cortez!
He was super excited for his second visit to the vet, but this was the visit where he made the fatal mistake which has turned him into a vet fearer. He was too wiggly for the shots to go smoothly and as a result they had to stick him lots of extra times. Poor little guy.
On Howie's third visit to the vet he started the behavior that we see to this day at the vet. He doesn't like to leave our arms, in fact he snuggles up as close as he can get to us and tries to hide his little face in our armpits, thinking that maybe if he can't see what's coming, it won't come at all. He's so naieve. He starts to shed like crazy and he just shakes and shakes. It's truly pathetic. Yesterday, in his efforts to climb up me and get away from the vet, he gave the vet more of a show than I'm sure he wanted. Poor guy!
After all was said and done at yesterday's visit to the vet, we took Howie to a park and let him chase birds. We figured he deserved it for all the trauma we subjected him to at the vet. And they didn't even have to stick him yesterday! Next time it's going to take at least a can of special wet dog food to get back into his good graces I'm thinking!
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Puppy Tortures...
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.
1. Ask him to "roll over".
2. Put Kix cereal on a bar stool.
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.
Friday, February 27, 2009
I need a vacation!!!
One of these days I need to get around to telling the "Tail of Rusty". The dog we adopted and a month later we gave, back, but it will not be this day. I don't know where the pictures of Rusty are saved.
Anyway, I am in need of a vacation! Fortunately I have one coming up! Next week my boss is going to Rome for a week and while he's out of the office, I am playing hookie! Tim and Howie and I are going to make the long trip to cold Idaho for a few days, and it's gonna be great!
I have discovered in the last couple of weeks, that when my boss goes on vacation, it's not always a happy thing. UGH!! He is already really busy, all the time, and before he goes on vacation it just gets worse! He's been trying to fit in every client possible before he goes and get as much work out the door as possible. Which is great! That is one of the things I do like about my boss - he takes very good care of his clients. But the thing is, he has been packing his days full of client meetings and not having enough time to review the files we have done work on and therefore we have been scrambling like mad for weeks straight to try and keep ours heads and his heads above water! The other day I even began to think the piles on my desk were getting so high that people wouldn't be able to see me when they looked into my office from the hallway! It's pretty ridiculous!
So, the point of all this rambling is that I need a vacation and I am taking it! Watch out Idaho, here I come! And Tim and Howie too!
Anyway, I am in need of a vacation! Fortunately I have one coming up! Next week my boss is going to Rome for a week and while he's out of the office, I am playing hookie! Tim and Howie and I are going to make the long trip to cold Idaho for a few days, and it's gonna be great!
I have discovered in the last couple of weeks, that when my boss goes on vacation, it's not always a happy thing. UGH!! He is already really busy, all the time, and before he goes on vacation it just gets worse! He's been trying to fit in every client possible before he goes and get as much work out the door as possible. Which is great! That is one of the things I do like about my boss - he takes very good care of his clients. But the thing is, he has been packing his days full of client meetings and not having enough time to review the files we have done work on and therefore we have been scrambling like mad for weeks straight to try and keep ours heads and his heads above water! The other day I even began to think the piles on my desk were getting so high that people wouldn't be able to see me when they looked into my office from the hallway! It's pretty ridiculous!
So, the point of all this rambling is that I need a vacation and I am taking it! Watch out Idaho, here I come! And Tim and Howie too!
Friday, February 6, 2009
Janice Kay "Jan" Drinkwine Brewer... Really???
It's no joke. Those are the for real maiden and last names of Arizona's new surprise governor. Tim says her first name should have been Sherry. He he!
But really, I had the surprise of my day today when I checked out the Arizona Secretary of State website and found that there was suddenly a strange, and very much less feminine face than Ms. Brewer's on said homepage, posing as the Secretary of State. "What happened to Jan Brewer?", I asked myself. I surely did not remember voting for a new Secretary of State in the November elections!
The problem with me is I don't watch enough T.V. or check out enough of the national news on-line! I had no idea that Barry (Barak Obama) had tapped into Arizona's gubernatorial electorate for his Secretary of Homeland Security! Thus, Jan Brewer became Arizona's new surprise governor! Tim knew though! Why doesn't he tell me these things... Hmmm...
But really, I had the surprise of my day today when I checked out the Arizona Secretary of State website and found that there was suddenly a strange, and very much less feminine face than Ms. Brewer's on said homepage, posing as the Secretary of State. "What happened to Jan Brewer?", I asked myself. I surely did not remember voting for a new Secretary of State in the November elections!
The problem with me is I don't watch enough T.V. or check out enough of the national news on-line! I had no idea that Barry (Barak Obama) had tapped into Arizona's gubernatorial electorate for his Secretary of Homeland Security! Thus, Jan Brewer became Arizona's new surprise governor! Tim knew though! Why doesn't he tell me these things... Hmmm...
Monday, February 2, 2009
Transplant Rejection
I think I'm going to have to change the name of my blog. I don't think that the transplant has taken. It may possibly even be in the process of being rejected.
I figure the transplant didn't take because if I really stop and think about, or to be more honest, without even stopping to think about it, I can say that I really don't care that the Cardinals made it to the Super Bowl. I'm even a little bit happy that they lost. Possibly some angst a co-worker of mine has toward the Cardinals has rubbed off on me. Possibly my distaste for the Cardinals comes from the fact that I didn't even know they played football until September. Or maybe it has more to do with my indifference toward football in general. Whatever the case may be, transplanting me to the Phoenix metropolitan area has not been a total success apparently. If it were I might feel a little more pride in the "home team" for making it to the Superbowl, and a little bit of sorrow that they lost. But I just don't. And I'm usually one to cheer for the underdog!
I guess we'll see how the Phoenix Suns season goes. I doubt I'll follow it closely, but that is the one sports team in the Valley that I could support with my whole heart.
I figure the transplant didn't take because if I really stop and think about, or to be more honest, without even stopping to think about it, I can say that I really don't care that the Cardinals made it to the Super Bowl. I'm even a little bit happy that they lost. Possibly some angst a co-worker of mine has toward the Cardinals has rubbed off on me. Possibly my distaste for the Cardinals comes from the fact that I didn't even know they played football until September. Or maybe it has more to do with my indifference toward football in general. Whatever the case may be, transplanting me to the Phoenix metropolitan area has not been a total success apparently. If it were I might feel a little more pride in the "home team" for making it to the Superbowl, and a little bit of sorrow that they lost. But I just don't. And I'm usually one to cheer for the underdog!
I guess we'll see how the Phoenix Suns season goes. I doubt I'll follow it closely, but that is the one sports team in the Valley that I could support with my whole heart.
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