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Sticks Tree bark Leaves Clumps of dirt Crab apple – so I am doubting that “bitter apple spray” will work on this one Cat food Bird food Pine nuts – in the shell Bird paper Bird perch Bird playstand Dog bed Dog crate Blankets… Continue Reading “Things I Have Taken Out of the Puppy’s Mouth”
Three weeks ago, when we adopted him, Gibbs was ten weeks old and weighed seven pounds. At 13 weeks, he is 12.2 pounds. Is there a metric for how big he is going to get? He is not entirely house trained, but does well… Continue Reading “Gibbs – After Three Weeks”
Dear Neighbors: In addition to being kept up past 2 a.m. on a work night, I have pulled no less than four pieces of bottle-rocket debris from the mouth of my puppy. You suck. Edit: 8:30 p.m. That would be five pieces of bottle-rocket debris.
Spooky is a mean, mean cat Not all toys squeak alike To bark like a Big Boy Runrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrun Thunderstorms don’t bother me:
I’ve been thinking lately about revamping the blog. It was created, you might remember, early in my graduate program as a class assignment. I was rather worried about how I was going to get it all done and still manage to be an active… Continue Reading “Back to Juggling”
As I mentioned, we went nine days without a dog before we cracked. As a rescue volunteer (albeit with exotic parrots), I am committed to pet adoption. I also understand that my home is not the best for every dog. What with the cat… Continue Reading “Adopting the Puppy”
(I know, I owe you the adoption story, but this is important. Ish.) Last night, I brought Gibbs upstairs at bedtime. I placed him on a blanket on the floor. Spooky the Cat, age 20 (who sleeps in my bedroom), saw him for the… Continue Reading “Spooky and the Puppy”
I will have stuff to say about the adoption experience soon, but now I am tired. Because I have a puppy. Kiwi the Grey seems pleased. Spooky the cat is looking imperious and disdainful. Sigmund the Foster Grey doesn’t understand what the fuss is… Continue Reading “Introducing Gibbs”
The question is: “How long can we live in a house with no dog before we start to twitch?” The search begins. And it starts with Petfinder.
The Next Dark Age 