I have six drafts in my drafts folder (or whatever it is called) and I can’t seem to find the words I had to finish them. They were of course all going to be great posts; there was one about the so called men’s rights movements, one about the new puppy we’ve adopted recently, one on the mythological Friend Zone, and something about the Four Horsemen which was a documentary I saw awhile ago. All good, but once I started them I felt like people would only berate me for restating what others have said about the topics recently and I didn’t want to do that. The exception of course being the puppy.
She’s two months old, has beagle in her and is quite smart. She already knows how to sit, can pack walk relatively well, plays fetch like a champion and is house broken with barely any accidents. I’ve only had her for two weeks now. Talk about an ego boost on my part since I have felt like I’m not as animal smart as I believed myself to be. It could of course be all her.
She thinks she’s a lap dog, and since she’s about the same size as hubby’s size 16 shoe, at the moment she is. But if she gets as big as a beagle, she will have some difficultly crawling into my lap in the future. She’ll grab a toy or chew and crawl into my lap to chew on it. Or to fall asleep. When we play fetch and I’m sitting on the ground she’ll crawl into my lap after running full speed at me with the object thrown and play tug of war with me.
The cats are still adjusting. I’m afraid she will/does think she’s a cat. She plays with the cat toys, sleeps under the scratching tree, and curls up in BK’s little cave. I am having some difficulty getting her to stop chasing them. That’s the biggest rub they have at the moment. Of, and she likes poofy tails; which of course three of the cat’s have. Hopefully this will get under control soon.
Until next time, spay and neuter your pets. There already is enough animals in this world going unloved. Adopt don’t shop!