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Still my favorite pic!

Wordless Wednesday

Needy Face

Even after I walk him, feed him, play with him, I sometimes get this face.

What does it mean? I've come to think that it means I spend too much time on the computer, and not enough time with Buddy. So he thinks. Usually resolved with a quick training session.

Much better!

Lifted Quarantine

And Buddy is a happy pup! Because of my littler animals, I've trained him never to go into my room without an invitation, and he will obediently sit in the hallway. But those woe-is-me looks, I can't stop. He always looks so sad when I leave him outside!

So, after two days of open windows and vigorous scrub of, oh, everything with pure vinegar (a first for me; I usually do 3:1 water:vinegar solution for cleaning) I lifted his ban and let him in. Yes, I'm a hypochondriac and probably freaked for nothing. But at least I care enough about my pets health to freak, right?

Hanging out by the computer desk,
his favorite spot. 

Black and White Sunday

Sophie Saturday

Quarantined

So, in the wee hours of the night, I woke up to this God awful hacking sound and began a frantic search for it's origins. It turned out to be coming from my mouse, JD (Jack Daniels). I couldn't actually believe it at first, because I've slept through tornado's before, but his breathing was loud enough to wake me up. But it was him.

I don't know if he had a cold or what, but I thought those always took longer to kill, so I don't really know what it was. (And it did kill him; I buried him this morning at 7am, before the vets were even open for me to take him in.) Then I proceeded to go to the store and buy a bottle of white vinegar and a few packs of baby wipes, and do a full clean of the whole room, including the rats cage. I'm very worried about it being contagious, whatever it was.

Buddy is not happy with this turn of events; I've temporarily banned him from the bedroom until I'm satisfied that whatever disease is gone for good. He's been scratching at the door all day wanting to come in and steal my bed lol. I've still got to wipe down the desk and the walls with vinegar, and I'll have to do something with JD's cage. I'll probably clean it a few times and move it to the closet until I find another use for it.

What a day.

Sophie Saturday

Fa La La... Nah.

I'm thinking Buddy and I will skip out on decorating this year. He isn't exactly reliable around a tree. I am planning on doing a Christmas themed photoshoot with him, though, so keep an eye out for that. Probably next week.

Back to decorating; If we did, it would probably just be my bedroom, since I don't actually get a say in what goes in the living room. But I don't even have a Christmas tree. I don't even know where to get one. Hmm.

Buddy really isn't liking the cold weather, either. He refused to walk this morning. Refused. Put his paw down and said no. I can't wait to see how he handles snow! (assuming we get some, which I think we might.) That'll be fun.

I have a prima donna pet. I'm still coming to terms with it. (lol no, I accepted Buddy's quirks a long time ago.)

Socialization Rant

So, I've always been very pleased with Buddy's people skills. He listens to what I tell him, he'll sit, and he'll accept petting from strangers. He always ducks his head a little bit, but I don't blame him. Most of the people he meets have worse socialization skills than he does. All in all it's wonderful.

I'm not here to complain about him, which you may or may not have guessed. I'm here to complain about the people. Why do people see someone walking their dog and assume it's completely okay to come up do whatever you want? People grabbing at him, pushing him around. It's like they think because he's a medium sized dog who they all seem to think is a golden retriever (???) they can do absolutely anything.

It's starting to take a toll on his confidence. He's becoming more skittish around strange people, and I'm certainly becoming more of a "cold bitch" according to the people I tell to keep their grubby hands off my dog. I really don't care what they think, though. I just want them to stop terrorizing my dog!

I'm seriously considering getting one of those "Do Not Pet" leashes and collars for him. As much as I enjoy healthy socialization between him and strangers for the help it provides, I'm getting so pissed off about people who act like they've never seen a dog before in their lives.

Alright, end rant. Well, except for one last point.

Seriously??

Source of the image 

Wordless Wednesday

How about a walk?

Happy December!

Okay, seriously, someone needs to come give me lessons on how to use my new computer, because I've admitted defeat and am typing this on my mother's desktop computer. It's just soo much better than any of my past laptops, which is amazing. It would be even more amazing if I could figure out how to actually work it. But I digress.

What has Buddy been up to while his mother was beating her head against the wall in frustration, you ask? Not much! Though he may or may not have a little (older) sister coming (not a dog). More details when I get them; As of now, my instructions have been vague. Lol.

One positive? His hair is coming back for the winter! I have officially resigned myself to having a bald dog in the spring and the fall, as nothing I do seems to stand any significant chance against his allergies. All I can do is wait it out when they flare up and flip off anyone who says it's because I'm neglecting him.

Now you're caught up on our sub par week, so expect normal posting to resume tomorrow, with Wordless Wednesday!