Heart Like a Dog

The Good, the Bad, and the Oh My God of living with dogs!

Jumps, Lumps and Spam

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Jump!

So I get this text from my sister the other night asking if Hubby was home, because she needed his help putting something together.

I told her yes and asked her what and when and then Hubby and I left and took the dogs for a quick walk around the block.

As we approached our house Hubby said, “Is someone at our house?  It looks like your sister’s car.”

And then I remembered that my niece and a friend were coming to spend the night to watch a show she didn’t get at home.

Well my sister bought this pair of bouncing shoes and she needed Hubby’s strength to put them together.

Image courtesy of dailygeezer.com

Image courtesy of dailygeezer.com

I can’t imagine her actually using these shoes, but let’s give her the benefit of the doubt.

Yes, she had to hold on to something, you don't think we are THAT coordinated, do you?

Do these bounce shoes make my ass look big?

Sonofabitch!

She did it, she put those suckers on and started bouncing around my house.

SPAM!

Last week I told you about my problem with spam.  I’m not kidding you when I say I get a TON of spam.  For the record, at 2:15 yesterday afternoon I emptied my spam folder and cleared out 386 comments (and approved one comment from Jackie Bouchard.  FYI Jackie, that’s where your comment went when it disappeared.)

As I schedule this post for tomorrow, it is currently 9:30 and I have 34 spam comments.  That’s 7 hours folks.

I know some of you have those “confirm you are human” captchas and I was wondering how you all felt about throwing one of those little check boxes down at the comment section.  I wouldn’t make it anything fancy, like “type this…231934335938374342143294-94394”  it would just be a little box that you would have to check.

I don’t want to lose comments though, so if it would deter you, please say so and I’ll keep clearing out the spam folder.  And there may be times when I deactivate that little feature too, I mean some of those spams are damn funny if you ask me.

I found a little lump on Delilah.

Actually I found it a month or so ago, but with everything that was going on with Sampson, it kept slipping my mind. Besides which, I couldn’t pinpoint exactly where it was to have it checked.  Then last week I found it again (under her chin) and I scheduled an appointment to have it checked.  That appointment was yesterday morning and I’m very relieved that it is just a cyst.  No need to worry.

The funny part of this is Sampson.  Since the beginning of January, he has been to the vet at least seven times, each time I give Delilah a lovely frozen Kong and Sampson and I ride off to the vet.  Delilah is delighted to have the treat and happily parks herself on the rug to enjoy this unexpected pleasure in peace.

Sampson wasn’t quite as thrilled.

First it was like Laurel and Hardy trying to coordinate.  I put Delilah’s collar on and she knew she was going somewhere so she was hot on my heels.  And so was Sampson.  I tried to give him the Kong, but he wouldn’t take it, so I placed it on the rug.  Delilah ran over and tried to grab it.  I got her by the collar and coaxed her away and headed toward the door, clipping her leash on once we got there.  I opened the door and while I was trying to get Delilah out, Sampson was trying to get out too.  I finally got her out and tried to close the door, but Sampson’s head was in the way.  When I finally closed the door, he barked.  Then instead of going to the rug to enjoy his Kong, he ran to the window and barked at me some more.

Eventually he found his way downstairs to Grandma’s, where he stayed for a good part of the 45 minutes we were gone.

Can you say SPOILED?

Barks and Bytes

First you may have noticed that the pictures in last week’s hop aren’t showing up.  Sadly it’s a problem with the Linky tool and they are working on it, but there is nothing we can do about it.  Just so you know, it wasn’t anything that you did!!

When Linda and I first started talking about a new blog hop we didn’t know what to call it.  Linda wanted something that would be appealing to pet bloggers as well as non-pet bloggers.  Eventually we settled on Barks and Bytes.  The Barks part caters to the dog bloggers with the Bytes part being spelled the way it is, in the hopes it would appeal to non-dog bloggers as well.

Barks and Bytes is very similar to This ‘N That Thursday as it is so versatile.  You can be “barking” about something, have a small (or large) “byte” about something else or totally combine the two.  Which is just what I did.

So have you joined us in Barks and Bytes yet?  If you have, thank you for supporting this blog hop and if you haven’t what are you waiting for?

Heart Like a Dog

Today is Thursday’s Barks and Bytes Blog Hop hosted by 2 Brown Dawgs and Heart Like a Dog.

Places Everyone

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Good training is imperative for your dog, and it doesn’t stop once your dog is trained.  If you want reliable dogs, it’s important to continue to reinforce commands.

Just because I'm sitting on a bath mat doesn't mean I'm taking a bath. You try that shit with me Mama and I will cut you.

Just because I’m lying on a bath mat doesn’t mean I’m taking a bath. You try that shit with me Mama and you won’t know what hit you.

I worked very hard to train Delilah to stay on a bath mat while I’m in the bathroom.  Truthfully, I don’t care if she sits or lays, as long as she’s not sticking her head and body between my legs looking for butt scritches.  Some days she actually gets up and goes into the bedroom and lies down on the bed.

Ooops, that’s my bad, I should really enforce that once she’s on the mat she needs to stay there, but as long as she’s not in my way, I don’t care.

It’s not that I don’t love that she wants to spend time with me, it’s just really hard trying to put on eyeliner or mascara when your dog keeps shoving her head between your legs because she wants butt scritches.  There have been days I’ve walked out of the house looking like Norman Bates in the final scene from Psycho.

*Note to self, now is NOT the time to ask, Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?

Not. A. Pretty. Picture.

Every couple of weeks when I doing my Saturday chores, I toss the bath mats in the wash.  This week after I washed them for whatever reason I put Delilah’s bath mat in front of the sink.

And yesterday morning, in no uncertain terms, she let me know the mat was in the wrong spot.

You said I could stay in the bathroom if I was on my mat. I can't help it if you are on there too. Isn't this togetherness nice? Now scratch my butt woman.

You said I could stay in the bathroom if I was on my mat. I can’t help it if you are on there too. Isn’t this togetherness nice? Now scratch my butt woman.

She came in, wedged herself between my legs, sat down and farted.  I laughed so hard I almost cried.    (I really want to get that on camera, because this dog can fart.)

So after an uncomfortable 30 seconds, in which I tried to get my make-up on, and then tried to take a photo, I had her get up and moved the mat back to where it belonged.

Don't look at me like that. I don't make these crazy rules, you do. I'm just here to do your bidding.

Don’t look at me like that. I don’t make these crazy rules, you do. I’m just here to do your bidding.  Now can I have my breakfast?

Consistency is key.  She’s so used to being on a mat in the bathroom that wherever the mat is, she’ll try and utilize it.  If it gets her butt scratches in the meantime, well that’s a bonus for her.

Do you use a mat or the place command?  What happens if you switch it up on your dog?  Do your dogs know their place?

But The Old Bed is Soooo Comfy!

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I’ve been searching for a new dog beg for quite some time.  It’s not like we don’t have dog beds, we have one in practically every room of our house.   The one I like the best is also the one we’ve had the longest and it’s also the one that’s the worse for wear.

My Sweet Boy.

I like this bed, it’s big and roomy and oh so comfy!

We got this bed for Sampson when he was about a year old, it’s huge.  One side is fleece and the other is not.  (Don’t ask me, I don’t know what kind of material it is!)

Sampson doesn’t care much for the fleece side, so the other side is the one that gets all the scratching and pulling in attempts to get it comfy.  Last year I patched the holes by sewing some material inside it, but it didn’t last.

Holes

Slowly but surely the holes have gotten bigger and thanks to the Giant Ass Clown the stuffing gets pulled out.  Since I couldn’t find a dog bed that I was thrilled with, I decided to repair the bed again.

I started out with some green quilted material that I had left over from another project.  I wasn’t thrilled with the color, but it’s what I had so I went with it.

I washed the covering of the bed and turned it inside out, pinning the the green material as close to the edges as I could get it.   This proved to be somewhat challenging as the edges are trimmed with a heavy cord, but by removing the footer and maneuvering the material I managed.

Once that was completed, I cut a square out of the center of the bed, removing the holey parts.  And using a binding stitch, I sewed the around the square.

Patched

And then I re-stuffed it and brought it into the bedroom.

Of course my little shadow was right behind me so I asked her to pose on the refurbished bed.

I don't know why you're asking me to pose on this bed. MY bed is that large sleep comfort bed right over there. My sleep number by the way is 45.

I don’t know why you’re asking me to pose on this bed. MY bed is that large sleep comfort bed right over there. My sleep number by the way is 45.

Clearly she finds it beneath her.

Have you ever had a great bed, that your pets loved that you had to repair?  Or did you just break down and buy a new one?

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