Heart Like a Dog

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

Drew Barrymore's Bump

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I love Drew Barrymore.  So when I saw the link “Barrymore’s Bump” I couldn’t help myself, I had to click.

As I read the article I found out that Drew’s bump wasn’t a baby, it was a puppy.  She had the puppy tucked up under her shirt (I assume) to keep the puppy from being frightened by all the people.  Once I realized it was a puppy, I cringed.

You know when a movie comes out that has a dog in it, how sales of those dogs go sky rocketing?  Yeah, and then a bunch of those same dogs wind up in shelters because people really just have no clue what kind of work goes into a dog?

Well I got a bit nervous thinking, what if Drew’s puppy garners that same reaction?  We already have so many dogs in shelters, we certainly don’t need hundreds (if not thousands) more.

The other reason I cringed was the L.A. Boutique mentioned in the article, “Bark n’ Bitches“.  Naturally me being me, I jumped to the conclusion this was a store that sold puppies and we all know how I feel about stores that sell puppies.   So I googled them and found their website.

The first thing I noticed on the website, was a video. The picture on the video showed a dog in a crate.  Aha!  My suspicions were confirmed.  And then I read a little further, all of the dogs offered for sale at the Boutique are rescued.

The Boutique sells dog beds, collars, and dog carriers, among other things.  Their food and treats are holistic and organic and the best part is the proceeds from the sales from the store, funds the rescue of dogs.

So then I had to click on the video, which actually follows the owner, (Shannon von Roemer) as she goes to a Los Angles shelter and rescues two dogs.  Of course there are many more there that she can’t rescue and you can hear the emotion in her voice as she talks about these sweet souls.

So Drew Barrymore’s new puppy is a shelter dog.

Hopefully this means that people who might be interested in getting a dog will follow Drew’s lead and adopt from a shelter or a rescue.

In my opinion, it’s better than a movie. 🙂

What's Going On Here?

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The other night Sampson got up off the couch and went to lie at the top of the stairs. This is his station when he is waiting for one of us to come home.

Except we were both home, sitting on the couch.

I got up off the couch very quietly so I could take the picture and then I peered down the stairs to see if my suspicions were right.

Yup, Bob was at the bottom of the stairs.

I can’t figure this dog out, some days he won’t walk thru a door if the cat is on the other side, some days he will blast thru the door to chase the cat.

So what was he doing the other night?  Was he daring the cat?  Was he guarding his domain?  Or was he watching the cat to make sure he wasn’t being naughty?

I can’t tell.   Any insights?

Book update: My book has 7,779 words.

Sometimes You Just Want Your Mommy

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We’ve had Sampson since he was eight weeks old, and we used the crate to train him.

Once Sampson was house broken he only used the crate at night.  After he started sleeping in bed with us, he used his crate when he wanted to.

When Delilah joined our pack we added a second crate.   I’m pretty sure that whoever had Delilah before us, also used the crate, because she doesn’t mind it at all.  In fact, if she’s misbehaving all we have to say is, “Do you want to go in your crate?” And she runs right in there.  She will also stay in the crate without having to latch the door.

When we moved we only set one crate up, for Delilah of course.  After a bit of time I noticed Sampson was going back inside the crate, so we set the second crate up, but we are now back to one crate.  It sits in the corner of the living room and Delilah uses it when we need her in it or when she wants it, which isn’t frequent.

Mostly the crate is used by Bob.

Last night after the dogs finished their snacks Sampson started wandering around.  He climbed down off the couch and went into the crate where I heard him scratching around.

The he walked out and scratched at the rug, he laid down but I could tell he just wasn’t comfortable, so I sat down on the floor with my back to the couch and patted the floor in front of me.  He just looked at me with his sad eyes.

So I got up, grabbed a blanket and threw it over my legs.  His eyes lit up and before I had even finished arranging the blanket, he got up and came over and laid next to me.  He put his head on my leg and I stroked his ears and he went to sleep.

Sometimes you just want your Mommy.

Book Update: My book has 6,378 words.

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