Your Blog is better than my blog

I have no clue who is even reading this, so it's more just for you guys.



It's been a few days since my last blog. (okay, now it's been almost a week, or more)



Let me start by saying I am really enjoying my new job. It's been great to learn something new. Only trouble, I am exhausted when I get home, have headaches from staring at teeny tiny details on the computer screen and papers...but I love it.



On the home front, K. is doing well. I write that just as she farted. Great. I can't gag enough. It's awful. But, the bones I give her to keep her occupied when I am in the middle of something seem worth it.



I think it was last Saturday, she went to PetSmart for a bath. Much needed bath. Melissa at PetSmart is fantastic. She took such good care of K. Katie LOVED the shampoo. So much she kept licking it off, to help with the process. She loved the blow dryer, until it came near her face and chest. As we all expected, she didn't get along with the other dogs, and even snapped at Melissa once or twice, but didn't hurt her. (phew)



Needless to say, she is a COMPLETELY new dog! She is soft, and fluffy. And isn't scratching anymore.



Last Monday, I wasn't feeling well, and was home from work. I let her out back, thinking she would be fine. She got under the deck. Again. I didn't realize it until she was barking endlessly and I went out back and didn't see her...found her under the deck. She got herself stuck under there, and I had half the mind to leave her there, but she was JUST cleaned the other day, and it would have made me more mad.... I helped her out, and smacked her with my slipper.



Matt saved the day, he came over BEFORE work and set up a barricade over the spot where she gets under, and she won't be able to get around it this time. (thank you, Matt.)


Tuesday, Kwinn came over for dinner. K. did very well, and enjoyed the company. We all had a lovely time. :o)


Today, K. and I went for a walk. In the rain. K's idea, not mine. It wasn't raining that horribly, and she is tuckered out, cause I ran her instead of walking her. Right now, she is laying down, watching me blog. She loves me.

Today is the 25th, and I am so sorry it's been so long since I have blogged. Having a boyfriend is a full time job, my nights are packed with various things. Tonight, we are going to pick up the ceramic thingies that we went to paint last Friday. :) SO not complaining. I mean it.

K. has found other places to get under the deck. Matt (and I) have made provisions. I don't think even you will be able to get under there, A. The ladder is TOTALLY protected under there. Nobody will get to it. The other morning, she got under there, and I finally got her inside. I scolded her, and then left for work, to let her sit in her badness. I forgave her a few blocks from the house, but had no way to let her know she was covered in mercy....

Last night, I went over to Matt's to watch a movie with the Marketing Group (they had an early start to NYC this am...)

When I got home, K had what appeared to be a halo glow over her head. She was ready to be a good dog again. It was 10:30, and I was looking forward to getting an early night sleep. I let her outside, and set my alarm for half an hour, to go bring her back in. Seems as though she spent the entire time just barking, and didn't appear to have done any business.

I got her back in, and went back up to bed. She followed me upstairs... hmmm, this is kinda new. I climbed in to bed, and Katie came prancing in my room (I know, right? prancing, I thought?) She came over to the side of my bed, I tried to pretend I was sleeping, but she wanted nothing of it. She began to talk to me. Conversation, people. Right in my face, dog breath and all. And, no, she has not stopped licking her butt, even with all the washing and other unmentionables. She would NOT stop, so I let her out again. By the time I got to bed, it was 12:30, which didn't get me to bed any earlier than any other night. GRRRRRRRRR. And, K. slept at the foot of my bed. This was the first time she has done this, I am hoping tonight to send both dog and boyfriend to their loving respective homes and hit the sack early tonight. I am crabby. And tired. And just need a minute to breathe.

All that to end with Matt is great. I am enjoying being his girlfriend immensely. Poor guy, I feel bad for him when I am crabby and not-so-nice. Which doesn't happen that often, but it sure is a shock to my normal sweet-loving-fabulous self (barf). :o)

Katie and I now have a better understanding, and we are going to make it, without one another having to go to the kennel.

Love to everyone. Please give S. and E. a hug from me. Congratulations on your marriage! Yippeeeeeee!

M.