Tuesday, June 9, 2009

just keep swimming... just keep swimming

I just have to keep telling myself that ONE day I will have a dog that will NOT pee on the floor, will NOT require six different pills twice a day, WILL NOT need "just one more" MRI, CT scan, Xray or Ultrasound.

One day, things WILL be normal and I will NOT live 24 hours a day wondering "what next"

One day...

The strangest thing? that day will be the day that I find things odd, or abnormal.

*sigh*

Monday, June 8, 2009

Dear Mom

Hey mom, its me, Lexxington.

You've been bad about updating my blog.. so I figured that I would do it for you.

I was just wondering WHY you came home with another dog? I mean.. was I not good enough for you? I know that I'm not perfect, but its really not my fault. I don't MEAN to pee on the floor, i just CANT hold it mom, I swear. Sometimes I don't even know that I'm doing it... it just happens.

She seems like a nice enough dog, and KINDA looks like a doberman, she plays like a doberman... her ears are fun to eat too, so I'm glad that she still has them. She's fun to play with even though she wins at tug every single time and its a bit hard on a boy's confidence level.

I cannot for the life of me understand why she won't listen about the DRAGONS in the pond. She keeps jumping right on in there, even when I bark and tell her that its not a good idea, she just. won't. listen.

Also, why am I not allowed to jump on her head all day long? I just want to play you know, I'm only a baby. I know that you're worried about my brain getting hurt, but I promise, I'll play very carefully.

Its ok that you brought another dog home mom, as long as she realizes that I"M your little prince and that all my wants and needs come FIRST oh.. and she doesn't try to push me away from you for cuddles. That is the only time I will growl at her mom, I promise, and just a little bit.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

dealing with a sister

As some of you know, Kyle and I have been fostering a 6yo red and tan female doberman named Bristol for the last two weeks.

Originally I was worried about how Lexx might react to having a second dog around the house. He's always been well behaved around dogs at the park, or on the street, or that are visiting, but he's never had to deal with another dog around 24 hours a day.

Of course, being the spoiled rotten thing that he is, I was worried that he might be jealous or annoyed. I was also worried that he might play too hard, or bother the older gal.

Well, two weeks have gone by and things are going very well. Of course, I've spent every waking hour watching the two of them together. They are never allowed to be left alone together when we are gone from home and they cannot be observed. Lexx gets to go to work with Kyle during the day every day, keeping his routine consistent, and Bristol stays home out in the dog area of the house. When we leave them both, Bristol is crated and Lexx gets to stay out because I still worry about him banging his head on the top of his crate.

Their play, originally hesitant on Bristol's side, has become rough and tumble dober play including a lot of noise, jumping and grumbling. They tumble around the yard with me maintaining my calm even though I'm terrified that Lexx will damage his shunt. Its nice to see them being dogs, anyone that didn't know dobermans would think that they were attacking each other.

Bristol loves to grab a quick swim in the pond and Lexx, of course, plays lifeguard. As if he'd put so much as a toe in that cold, icky, dark, scary water.

Its nice for Lexx to have a sister for awhile.