I apologize in advance for not keeping so "up-to-date" as I used to with our blog... my only excuse is that I am savoring every possible moment with my best friend that I can before December... so, I'd say that's a pretty good excuse. If it helps, I'm sure I'll be blogging so much that you'll get tired of me come January!
Over the past few weeks I have been completely lacking of any schedule... I have been sleeping during the day (when I don't teach) and staying up all night... or, staying up during the day, and late into the night (to stay up with Caleb/spend time with him)- only to once again wake up late (for me that is)... I will admit that some of the problem is due to medication that I am currently taking- with the list of side effects I'm amazed that I'm not more "under the weather"... this past week I have felt like I haven't accomplished anything (what's a "to-do" list?)... maybe that's why we're drying off with my hairdryer- all of our towels are in the laundry, that has YET to be done (TOTALLY KIDDING)... but really, I haven't been able to do much of anything, and I get upset if Caleb does anything- he shouldn't be doing the laundry while he can be hanging out with his friends/myself (I know- crazy right? Well, in the whole scheme of things I'm being a little "easy going" I guess on him- whatever- call me out on it, I don't care) ;)
Anyways... I was getting really tired (literally) of not being able to do much, so, this morning, I set my alarm and woke up early to get things done- JUST after 7:00 and I'm feeling great... and have already accomplished just about everything on my "to do" list for the entire week! The laundry is in, (already switched a load), dishwasher emptied, went for a walk/run, and am blogging... I went back into our bedroom to get something when I remembered my favorite site in the morning... no, it's not looking out our front window/door to see the sunrise over the golf course that has a dewy glow, and cloud of fog, AND the Gold Vault to the right... yes, that's a site to see that most people don't get to see everyday, but my favorite site is my husband sleeping in our bed... and Daisy and Panzer curled right up next to him... it's absolutely adorable... again, call me out on it for having our animals sleep with us- I'm sure there's a slue of "why we shouldn't have them sleep with us" but, my "list" is a whole lot longer as to why it's ok... one being that one of my favorite things is to look in our room, only to find that "my spot" on the bed is taken up by Daisy (yes, she even uses the pillows like a human) and Panzer is somewhere by Caleb's legs... I'm not sure why I love seeing this, but I do... Panzer and Daisy adore Caleb... (me too), but they have a special love for him... when he leaves in the morning for PT, Daisy can be found sitting at the door, or window, staring out, and waiting for him to come home... then goes back to either of our "spots" (probably because it's still warm)... and the first HINT of a car pulling into the neighborhood-regardless if it's him or not, she's right there, waiting for him... as for Panzer- he's not much of a sociable cat (probably because he's not really a cat...) but when it comes to Caleb, he makes an exception.
It's amazing to me to realize just how much a night/day can change things... I may be laying in our bed, trying to get to sleep, while Daisy is breathing heavily in my face, or in the middle of the night, when I'm curled up in a fetal position to make sure Daisy has enough room, or, my favorite is when Daisy is sleeping in between my legs, and when I have to get up in the middle of the night, only to find myself trying to get out of bed so carefully- moving one leg up to my chest, trying to get it around her, getting tangled up in the blanket, trying to remove that, all while trying to keep Daisy, Panzer, and more importantly, Caleb, asleep- it's quite a feat, but with my talent, and many nights of doing this, I'm just now starting to get the hang of it... getting back into bed is a completely different story, and I am thinking to myself how much I'm going to regret her sleeping in our bed each night, as I'm covered in her hair, my pillow is sometimes moist from her breathing so heavily, and our queen-sized bed seems like a twin at times... PRAISE THE LORD she never grew, otherwise I'm sure I'd be sleeping on the floor! But somehow, I wake up in the morning, like today, only to remember WHY I LOVE her sleeping with us... one, being the scene that unfolds in our bedroom each and every day...
1. Daisy-taking up the entire middle of the bed, while Panzer just curls up SOMEWHERE on it.
2. Daisy- making a flying jump/leap from our door to our bed (sometimes making it, sometimes not)- this may not seem like a big deal, but when I tell you the distance is around 4-5 feet, it's something...
3. Caleb and Daisy wrestling in bed (trying to get her to sleep), which sometimes backfires on us... while Panzer and I are just trying NOT to get involved in it...
4. When I'm sick, Daisy NEVER leaves my side... the other night was really rough and I was crying- Caleb was obviously hugging me/talking to me, but Daisy was found ON TOP of me trying to figure out what was wrong/how she could fix it... and started licking my face... how can one NOT start laughing? Problem solved- great job Dais!
5. We just put a tv in our room- only so that Caleb could watch it, and be with me at the same time while I slept (it was MY idea)... and Daisy is at the foot of the bed watching it with him...
6. NOT having to hear her whine while we TRY to sleep...
7. NOT having to clean up a mess as she does each time she doesn't sleep with us
8. Being that 8 is my favorite number, I'll stop here.. the #1 reason why I love it, is because I get to wake up every morning to her (and Panzer) scrunched up as close as can be to Caleb... and when he's gone, I know they both lay in his spot (missing him) and trying to make our bed seem like a twin, so it doesn't seem so big without him... anyways... I guess I'll let them sleep in our bedroom for a bit... I don't think I can pry them off of Caleb now! ;)
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Hey Neighbor!
You know those mornings where you're running around and trying to do 15 things at once and nothing is getting done? Those are "my mornings" 80% of the time... I am a multi-tasker at heart. I have read countless articles that state if you focus on one thing at a time you can actually focus on the task at hand and finish your entire to do list... but you can't multi-task... do I listen? No way... I can't even try to do one thing at time- it's almost as if I like having 5 things going on at once... Agh. Yesterday morning I was going about my "to do" list while Caleb was at PT. I had already made cookies for my neighbor, worked out, started the 2nd load of laundry, vaccummed, let the dogs out, and put on a face mask-checked the time to see it was only 7:30am... Nice... as I was letting the dogs out while taking the trash/recycling out AND carrying the cookies for my neighbor (multi-tasking at it's finest!) ;) I saw our new neighbors (that I have NEVER met before)... I usually make muffins for the "newbies" but hadnt gotten around to it (too busy with all of my multi-tasking/never getting things completely done)... I dropped the garbage off at the curb, checked the dogs- who were a little bit farther down the street than they usually go... and gave my neighbor the cookies... called for the dogs who didn't listen and decided to walk further away from me... turned around to greet my neighbors and realized that... I STILL had my lime-green facemask on! In all honesty I was wondering why they were looking at me funny-"have you never seen a woman calling for her dogs and them NOT listening? Geeez..." Wow- talk about leaving a good first impression- did I mention I had never met these people yet?! That's when I heard Caleb pull in... I ran inside and told him to get the dogs... and since I didn't have to work until later that day, I decided to go back to bed and try to start my day over... ;)
Sunday, September 26, 2010
"I don't know about this..."
We absolutely adore Daisy, but lately she has been having anxiety issues... after talking to some of our friends who had a similar problem, said our options were to either get another animal or drug our dog... I'm not about to drug Daisy, because knowing us, it would have the opposite effect and she'd go even more nuts than she already is, so... the animal lovers that we are found ourselves at the vet on post... we hadn't even gotten to look at all of the dogs in the kennels, when we met "Pistachio" (WHAT KIND OF NAME IS THAT?!)... Caleb fell in love with her (I was still at another kennel admiring this HUGE dog that looked like it had been in the dryer for a bit... next thing I hear, is "oh, babe..." "Oh, great..." is what I'm thinking- Caleb and I have very different opinions on almost everything when it comes to bigger purchases- houses, cars, animals, tech-stuff, etc... so I'm expecting to see some weird looking dog... I walked over and saw this sad-looking dog (I bet that's how he got hooked right away!)... I thought that the dog was laying down... but oh no, she was standing... her legs are just THAT short... well, I DID think she was cute, and when my husband falls in love with her, I start to crumble a bit... next thing I know we are outside with Daisy and her to see if they get along, in which they do... so then, we're in the office asking when we can take her home... she had to be fixed so we would have to wait an ENTIRE WEEKEND- Monday morning she had her surgery, and Caleb met Daisy and I at the vet to pick her up...
Within an hour of her being home, we heard several howls/somewhat ferocious (as ferocious-sounding as a knee-high dog can sound)- the playing got a bit out of hand... that's when Caleb said "I don't know about this... maybe we shouldn't have done this..." I reassured him that they would be fine- Daisy showed "Sadie" (we weren't too thrilled with Pistachio)around the house and followed her everywhere- then Sadie met Panzer (our bengal-cat) and they too fell in love with each other... that night we found ourselves in our queen-sized bed wondering where the other one was... in between Caleb and I were: Daisy, Panzer, AND Sadie... Daisy normally sleeps with us, but it was a HUGE slumber-party with all of us in our bed... yeah, so much for sleeping THAT night... and the next... and again, I heard Caleb say, "I don't know about this..." Throughout the next few days the dogs and Panzer played constantly- a few "big-ger fights" every now and then, but all seemed ok with me- they're siblings- siblings fight... as I said this, I kept seeing Caleb's terrified face- I haven't ever really seen him that upset looking... he was so worried that they weren't getting along... yeah, you definitely know who's the animal lover between the two of us! Every day since bringing Sadie home, I now have TWO dogs who whine at the door for a solid 5-10 minutes when Caleb leaves for PT in the morning, and have TWO dogs who race to the door/outside to greet Caleb home from work. After figuring out sleeping arrangements (Daisy continues to sleep with us) and Sadie sleeps on the floor right next to Caleb, and Panzer... we're still not really sure what he does at night (every now and then he comes in our room/on our bed)... after trying to figure out how to feed two dogs, or rather, how to keep one dog eating their food, while keeping the other dog away from the other's bowl of food... the two are inseparable... so, I guess we'll be keeping Sadie a little longer than our "trial period"...
Within an hour of her being home, we heard several howls/somewhat ferocious (as ferocious-sounding as a knee-high dog can sound)- the playing got a bit out of hand... that's when Caleb said "I don't know about this... maybe we shouldn't have done this..." I reassured him that they would be fine- Daisy showed "Sadie" (we weren't too thrilled with Pistachio)around the house and followed her everywhere- then Sadie met Panzer (our bengal-cat) and they too fell in love with each other... that night we found ourselves in our queen-sized bed wondering where the other one was... in between Caleb and I were: Daisy, Panzer, AND Sadie... Daisy normally sleeps with us, but it was a HUGE slumber-party with all of us in our bed... yeah, so much for sleeping THAT night... and the next... and again, I heard Caleb say, "I don't know about this..." Throughout the next few days the dogs and Panzer played constantly- a few "big-ger fights" every now and then, but all seemed ok with me- they're siblings- siblings fight... as I said this, I kept seeing Caleb's terrified face- I haven't ever really seen him that upset looking... he was so worried that they weren't getting along... yeah, you definitely know who's the animal lover between the two of us! Every day since bringing Sadie home, I now have TWO dogs who whine at the door for a solid 5-10 minutes when Caleb leaves for PT in the morning, and have TWO dogs who race to the door/outside to greet Caleb home from work. After figuring out sleeping arrangements (Daisy continues to sleep with us) and Sadie sleeps on the floor right next to Caleb, and Panzer... we're still not really sure what he does at night (every now and then he comes in our room/on our bed)... after trying to figure out how to feed two dogs, or rather, how to keep one dog eating their food, while keeping the other dog away from the other's bowl of food... the two are inseparable... so, I guess we'll be keeping Sadie a little longer than our "trial period"...
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Maybe we shouldn't have done that
I really do try to think through things before I say or do things, but easier said than done... this morning we had the tv/internet company come to install a tv box in our bedroom, so we thought we would put Daisy in the fence, but the neighbors were getting a fence put in and the garbage people were outside as well... so... what were we to do!? We have had Daisy for a year and she has never bothered to go downstairs... she will sit at the top, whine, cry, or pant while we're downstairs, but she hasn't taken that first step down... so Caleb and I looked at each other and said "why not?" Caleb carried Daisy downstairs... she LOVED it... we figured she wouldn't go back down because after a YEAR she never touched the steps... until today. She has just spent the last 10 minutes running up and down them... that was until she found Panzer's food and ALL THE STUFF downstairs... maybe we shouldn't have done that... we feel a little bad as that was Panzer's "safe haven" from Daisy (they DO get along, but you know how that goes with siblings... a little time apart is a good thing!)... we're now getting death glares from Panzer... and Daisy is still snooping around in the basement... while Panzer is eating his food on a shelf so Daisy doesn't eat it... maybe we shouldn't have done that... whoops!
A quick buck
I'm always up for making money... whether it's actually working or just picking up pennies... I mean seriously, who isn't up for making a quick dollar!? NOT Caleb... usually (who rolls his eyes when I bend down to pick up any/all change)- "you do realize that you have to bend over 100x to make a dollar right?" "Why yes Caleb, love of my life, I do... and since I'm able to bend down I'm going to take advantage of it!!". Many times I've had success making easy money, but sometimes it just doesn't turn out in my favor... for instance... when we were moving here we decided to have a garage sale to get rid of... anything and everything that we could to make some money... my quesadilla maker that I am totally in love with? Sure... the handle was chipped, so why not, $2... SOLD! Only later did we end up buying yet another maker to replace it as we are mildly obsessed with it...
When we got here we still had "stuff" that I thought I could sell, but with all the post rules/regulations I didn't want to hassle with a garage sale (again- QUICK buck is key!) so I took some items to the consignment store on post... about mid-November I brought our electric heater... and that's about the time I remembered that our bedroom has windows on 3 of the 4 walls... you can only have so many blankets on you before you get that panicky-clausterphobic feeling, so after a few nights of Caleb complaining we decided to go back to the consignment store... only to realize that they couldn't find our heater (but it hadn't sold)... so we SEARCHED high and low... for awhile... and still couldn't find it... and they said that even if we had found it we would have to buy it back from them... for more money than it was worth! AGH... so much for making money on that one!
What's even better than a quick/easy dollar? FREEBIES!!! I LOVE THEM!! Our neighbors moved, which meant they were getting rid of some "valuable junk"... I didn't want to embarrass Caleb so when it was dark (and I was sure no one was looking) I went over and checked things out... and found an AMAZING CHAIR and a headboard... I quick told Caleb we just HAD to have those items... he was hesitant... so the next morning I went over and HAULED/DRAGGED the chair in our house (it was literally like a month old!) and cleaned/vaccuumed it... then, went for the headboard, which is now in our garden- waiting for ivy to grow up/around it! Yes, I LOVE freebies.
When we got here we still had "stuff" that I thought I could sell, but with all the post rules/regulations I didn't want to hassle with a garage sale (again- QUICK buck is key!) so I took some items to the consignment store on post... about mid-November I brought our electric heater... and that's about the time I remembered that our bedroom has windows on 3 of the 4 walls... you can only have so many blankets on you before you get that panicky-clausterphobic feeling, so after a few nights of Caleb complaining we decided to go back to the consignment store... only to realize that they couldn't find our heater (but it hadn't sold)... so we SEARCHED high and low... for awhile... and still couldn't find it... and they said that even if we had found it we would have to buy it back from them... for more money than it was worth! AGH... so much for making money on that one!
What's even better than a quick/easy dollar? FREEBIES!!! I LOVE THEM!! Our neighbors moved, which meant they were getting rid of some "valuable junk"... I didn't want to embarrass Caleb so when it was dark (and I was sure no one was looking) I went over and checked things out... and found an AMAZING CHAIR and a headboard... I quick told Caleb we just HAD to have those items... he was hesitant... so the next morning I went over and HAULED/DRAGGED the chair in our house (it was literally like a month old!) and cleaned/vaccuumed it... then, went for the headboard, which is now in our garden- waiting for ivy to grow up/around it! Yes, I LOVE freebies.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
My first
The other day I had gotten out of work and all while driving I kept thinking about how I was going to get home and have a mess waiting for me (Daisy was crated)... so, I was speeding a bit (I can't lie)... but before I say anything more, I have NEVER been pulled over (while driving that is!)- Lord knows how many times I have been in the car while Caleb was driving (for various reasons but somehow ALWAYS gets a ticket- entering the turn lane too soon?-sure, that's a ticket...WHAT?!)-maybe that's why he was so intent on getting a military license plate in hopes that he wouldn't get pulled over or a ticket?! Anyways... I was driving home and OUT OF NO WHERE a cop pulls me over... in a RED MUSTANG!! I was JUST telling my mom how I have seen people pulled over in various cars- mustangs/convertibles/jeeps/etc... anyways... I have never been pulled over so have always wondered how I would react to getting pulled over- I always said I would try to pull the "I needed my inhaler" (as I probably would due to being so upset about getting pulled over!) but when it came time for me I couldn't even think straight... I was seriously shaking when the cop asked me if I knew why I was getting pulled over... I said "probably because I was speeding"... he nodded and said that they had JUST changed the speed limit in the area earlier that week... he needed my license and registration... I replied with "this is my FIRST time that I've been pulled over and this is my HUSBAND'S car... and with my trembling hands gave him the WHOLE book in the glove compartment- "I'm not exactly sure what all you need" (I do- I know what the insurance papers look like, but give me a break, I was FREAKING OUT)... he laughed and commented on how he knew already because I was shaking... he came back within 5 minutes with a yellow piece of paper- my heart sank... "mam, you were speeding, and need to slow down... I could have written you a ticket for that AND you ALMOST cut me off so that COULD HAVE been another ticket... AND I didn't see you use your turn signal so that would have been ANOTHER ticket, but here's a piece of paper/warning to remind you to slow down..." FIRST of all, I did NOT cut him off... and I DID use my turn signal and look- I saw a red mustang behind me... anyways... I was quite relieved that I got off with a "warning"... but felt bad for the person that he pulled over RIGHT after me... I hadn't even gotten back in the lane and he already had his lights on! (I'm not going to lie- I wasn't able to think properly as I was so upset, so I was wondering if I was getting pulled over again- I was like "seriously, I haven't even moved- NOW WHAT?!")... so, I now have a yellow ticket in my car (like some people have pictures of their loved ones) to remind myself to slow down... and watch out for red mustangs ;)
All Accounted For... so far
So it's been just over 2 weeks since Caleb headed to California for NTC (to train in the desert for a month to get "certified deployable") It has seemed a bit longer than that as he has no communication (I heard from him when he got there but won't hear from him again until the end of August)... while he's been gone I have kept myself busy... I have yet to color my hair (but am seriously considering getting it professionally done while in MI this weekend), but HAVE done some decorating (as usual!)
It wouldn't be a separation without things to go wrong... as I've said before, whenever Caleb leaves SOMETHING goes wrong... EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. It happens to all of us wives though... I've had it pretty good... a car accident, several technological malfunctions, allergic reactions, house repairs, doctor appointments, etc... so I guess I'll stop complaining- it has made me that much stronger of a person I guess.
Nothing has gone terribly wrong while he's been gone... the first day I took a nap (he had to be at the checkpoint at about 2:30/3 in the morning- then, as I was driving home from dropping him off, I got a call saying the time had changed- he had to be picked up, and then dropped off again later in the day.. talk about emotional overdrive- I had already said goodbye! But... I have learned to be flexible and patient)... I awoke from my nap and started itching my eye... I went to the bathroom to see if something was in it, only to see my reflection and realize that I looked like Quasimoto or Will Smith in Hitch... I still have no idea how I got a goose egg on my eye... but the swelling went down (only after going to the commissary/running errands!)-no one is really here praise the Lord!
So, 2 weeks down and a little over 2 weeks to go and we are all alive... so far. I hardly see Panzer- only unless he wants something- like water or food in which he makes it known by making a crying sound... it's definitely not a purr... and it definitely gets my attention... Daisy on the other hand... she is on the verge of getting the boot (not literally, I could get good money for her- everyone loves her!) ;) Kidding aside (I did read my previous blogs about the cute things she's done/how much I love her... and it... did NOT HELP).
Daisy... is something else. Where do I begin?!?! A few days after Caleb left I went to my neighbor's house for MAYBE 20 minutes- I left her out as she's out all day... well, I came home to blinds- SHREDDED... EVERYWHERE. She had gotten EVERY SINGLE BLIND in the house!(how she managed THAT feat in 20 minutes is beyond me!) I have to add that our house window's are an odd size, so after calling around to find blinds, I finally found a place that had 3 of them... only to get home and realize they were STILL the wrong size (yes, I DID measure-TWICE!) I returned them, (they were way over-priced as it was) and bought several at Walmart and CUT THEM (I used several/various knives/scissors/pliers, but I finally got them cut)... but that still wasn't enough, so I called our housing manager and had them come and install blinds (for free!)- I did hide the dog-chewed blinds in our room so he wouldn't catch on to what had happened (thankfully he didn't!) so... we have new blinds... in the front half of our house... I figured I would either wait to call again to get free blinds OR wait until I was less mad... well, then I decided to crate her (she escapes any and every way from our backyard-why we pay for a fence I have NO IDEA)... only to come home every time she's been crated to her going to the bathroom... and somehow getting it all over- the floor/walls... my mom was here visiting and cleaned (thanks again!) but I have had to clean it a few times since... I am waiting for the floor to either fall through or holes to come up in the wood... the amount of ammonia I have used over the past week or so is RIDICULOUS. (I don't know how I'd explain a hole in the floor to the housing company!) So.. I am in a sticky situation- I can't not crate her, and when I do, I get a "surprise" when I come home... plus, she's such a baby that when I DO leave her home she cries... so I have started taking her with me on my errands (on the days that it's not TOO hot!)- well, I can't even win with this! The other morning my mom and I went for coffee and left her in the car- while waiting, I heard a car alarm... went outside and saw Caleb's car's lights flashing and horn going off... she set the alarm off! I then realized that if/when I take my car she can't set the alarm off, so I took her with me yesterday to run an errand- I went to two stores (at different times/locations)- the first she was fine- BESIDES all the looks and "poor puppy!" comments from others (first of all, she's NOT a puppy I explain, and secondly, she's FINE...)- she makes this howl/bawling noise- it literally sounds like someone is murdering her, but as soon as someone (esp. me) walks up to the car or gives her any amount of attention she stops... what a baby. So, I went to the first store, and came out only to see Daisy getting tons of love and pets from two little girls and a dad- "what a cute puppy!" they all shrieked... we just couldn't not pet her... what a sweetheart! (oh please... stop a. petting her and b. calling her a puppy/sweetheart- I JUST replaced almost every blind and cleaned up a mess- thus the reason she's with me) On to my next stop- I literally RAN IN (I was NOT about to hear anymore sad comments from customers-really, she's FINE)... and was back out in less than 10 minutes (I had something on HOLD and was the FIRST in line- that's how short the time was!)- only to come out AGAIN to someone petting her through the window- this time, it was an older woman who shrieked- get ready- NOT "what a cute puppy!" but... "oh my gosh, I am SOOOO glad you came out here- I felt so bad for this cute dog that I was about to call the police!" "Are you serious?" I replied- (literally, 10 minutes folks!)... "well, I just felt so bad for her- she was crying... I didn't know when/if someone was going to come back for her! But I'm glad you're here and you look like a sweet girl... I was just worried and am an animal lover." (Wow 'mam I would have NEVER guessed that you're an animal lover)... "no, I'm here, and we're heading home- thanks for the concern- I just have to take her with me as my husband is deploying/gone right now and she's so sad at home..." (put the guilt trip on her for SURE)... then, she said "bless your heart/thanks for all you do-I'm sure you're a wonderful wife/mom to that dog"... and walked away ;) Really Daisy?!! Wow. AWESOME.
It wouldn't be a separation without things to go wrong... as I've said before, whenever Caleb leaves SOMETHING goes wrong... EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. It happens to all of us wives though... I've had it pretty good... a car accident, several technological malfunctions, allergic reactions, house repairs, doctor appointments, etc... so I guess I'll stop complaining- it has made me that much stronger of a person I guess.
Nothing has gone terribly wrong while he's been gone... the first day I took a nap (he had to be at the checkpoint at about 2:30/3 in the morning- then, as I was driving home from dropping him off, I got a call saying the time had changed- he had to be picked up, and then dropped off again later in the day.. talk about emotional overdrive- I had already said goodbye! But... I have learned to be flexible and patient)... I awoke from my nap and started itching my eye... I went to the bathroom to see if something was in it, only to see my reflection and realize that I looked like Quasimoto or Will Smith in Hitch... I still have no idea how I got a goose egg on my eye... but the swelling went down (only after going to the commissary/running errands!)-no one is really here praise the Lord!
So, 2 weeks down and a little over 2 weeks to go and we are all alive... so far. I hardly see Panzer- only unless he wants something- like water or food in which he makes it known by making a crying sound... it's definitely not a purr... and it definitely gets my attention... Daisy on the other hand... she is on the verge of getting the boot (not literally, I could get good money for her- everyone loves her!) ;) Kidding aside (I did read my previous blogs about the cute things she's done/how much I love her... and it... did NOT HELP).
Daisy... is something else. Where do I begin?!?! A few days after Caleb left I went to my neighbor's house for MAYBE 20 minutes- I left her out as she's out all day... well, I came home to blinds- SHREDDED... EVERYWHERE. She had gotten EVERY SINGLE BLIND in the house!(how she managed THAT feat in 20 minutes is beyond me!) I have to add that our house window's are an odd size, so after calling around to find blinds, I finally found a place that had 3 of them... only to get home and realize they were STILL the wrong size (yes, I DID measure-TWICE!) I returned them, (they were way over-priced as it was) and bought several at Walmart and CUT THEM (I used several/various knives/scissors/pliers, but I finally got them cut)... but that still wasn't enough, so I called our housing manager and had them come and install blinds (for free!)- I did hide the dog-chewed blinds in our room so he wouldn't catch on to what had happened (thankfully he didn't!) so... we have new blinds... in the front half of our house... I figured I would either wait to call again to get free blinds OR wait until I was less mad... well, then I decided to crate her (she escapes any and every way from our backyard-why we pay for a fence I have NO IDEA)... only to come home every time she's been crated to her going to the bathroom... and somehow getting it all over- the floor/walls... my mom was here visiting and cleaned (thanks again!) but I have had to clean it a few times since... I am waiting for the floor to either fall through or holes to come up in the wood... the amount of ammonia I have used over the past week or so is RIDICULOUS. (I don't know how I'd explain a hole in the floor to the housing company!) So.. I am in a sticky situation- I can't not crate her, and when I do, I get a "surprise" when I come home... plus, she's such a baby that when I DO leave her home she cries... so I have started taking her with me on my errands (on the days that it's not TOO hot!)- well, I can't even win with this! The other morning my mom and I went for coffee and left her in the car- while waiting, I heard a car alarm... went outside and saw Caleb's car's lights flashing and horn going off... she set the alarm off! I then realized that if/when I take my car she can't set the alarm off, so I took her with me yesterday to run an errand- I went to two stores (at different times/locations)- the first she was fine- BESIDES all the looks and "poor puppy!" comments from others (first of all, she's NOT a puppy I explain, and secondly, she's FINE...)- she makes this howl/bawling noise- it literally sounds like someone is murdering her, but as soon as someone (esp. me) walks up to the car or gives her any amount of attention she stops... what a baby. So, I went to the first store, and came out only to see Daisy getting tons of love and pets from two little girls and a dad- "what a cute puppy!" they all shrieked... we just couldn't not pet her... what a sweetheart! (oh please... stop a. petting her and b. calling her a puppy/sweetheart- I JUST replaced almost every blind and cleaned up a mess- thus the reason she's with me) On to my next stop- I literally RAN IN (I was NOT about to hear anymore sad comments from customers-really, she's FINE)... and was back out in less than 10 minutes (I had something on HOLD and was the FIRST in line- that's how short the time was!)- only to come out AGAIN to someone petting her through the window- this time, it was an older woman who shrieked- get ready- NOT "what a cute puppy!" but... "oh my gosh, I am SOOOO glad you came out here- I felt so bad for this cute dog that I was about to call the police!" "Are you serious?" I replied- (literally, 10 minutes folks!)... "well, I just felt so bad for her- she was crying... I didn't know when/if someone was going to come back for her! But I'm glad you're here and you look like a sweet girl... I was just worried and am an animal lover." (Wow 'mam I would have NEVER guessed that you're an animal lover)... "no, I'm here, and we're heading home- thanks for the concern- I just have to take her with me as my husband is deploying/gone right now and she's so sad at home..." (put the guilt trip on her for SURE)... then, she said "bless your heart/thanks for all you do-I'm sure you're a wonderful wife/mom to that dog"... and walked away ;) Really Daisy?!! Wow. AWESOME.
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