posted by Evi on Dec 28
Well, Christmas is over and one more week to go before the tree comes down and everything is back to normal. Since things have been pretty hectic around here, I’ll just bore you with some pictures.
Santa’s here!
Where are my presents?
Found one! Thanks Santa.
posted by Evi on Nov 25
By Friday, after another series of accidents, my nerves were totally shot and I called the vet’s office for an appointment to have him checked out. I then called Bill at work and informed him he was leaving early to go to the vet with me. Turned out this was a normal nervous reaction and I was given pills to help. (For the dog, not me, though I sure could have used some tranquilizers at this point.)
Since then things have gotten better. He’s a cute little bugger. Every time I get up he jumps up. When I walk he’s right on my heels. And I mean right on them. He’s so close that if I turn around I don’t even see him. This gets a bit old after awhile because I can’t move without having a dog up my butt. And here I thought the cat was bad. The other night I had taken my slippers off and next thing I know he’s carrying around a slipper which is almost as big as he is. Bill rescued it before Pistol carried his prize off into the cage.
Bill got weekend dog duty, walking and feeding him. He also put the dog on his golf cart and drove him all around the community. He doesn’t particularly care for the messier parts of dog ownership but I’ll make damn sure that he learns.
The Smooch has learned to tolerate Pistol and goes about his business. I’ve been lavishing extra attention on him so he doesn’t feel he’s been replaced by a dog, of all things, and Smooch has been rewarding me with clingier than usual behavior. It seems the only way to get any peace around here now is to lock myself in the bedroom.