I'm a Slacker

Here it is, Wednesday already, and I haven't posted a single thing this week. I have been a little distracted lately, though, so I'm using that as my excuse.

We will be driving to Atlanta this weekend to watch the Supercross race. As I have mentioned before, traveling makes me nervous. It always does. I just can't help it. And this time around, I have a puppy that I have to leave behind. And that is really ripping my nerves up. Gus will be staying with family while we are gone. He will be in the very best of hands, no doubt about it. But it still just kills me to have to leave him.

Apart from the trip, there is a major cleaning revival going on up in this house. Gus Butt happens to be shedding his winter coat. Holy hell, people! Why did no one warn me about this?! I had no idea what kind of fur explosion we would be dealing with here! I have borrowed my mom's vacuum cleaner because my little sucker just wouldn't do the job. The Hub and I sit on the (sheet protected) couch at night and "pluck" the dead hairs out of our pup by fist-fulls. There are puppy hair tumbleweeds floating around the house. It is making me CRAZY!!!! I refuse to let anyone in my house. It's a disgrace. We have become those people who walk around covered in dog hair and acting totally oblivious. Except, I am not totally oblivious. I am beyond aware of the issue and I CAN'T WAIT for it to be over.

Now that I've got that off my chest.....

I have plenty more cleaning to do. Hopefully I will see you again before I leave for the weekend. Until then, dog hair covered hugs and sunshine to you all.

Welcome to the New Year

First of all, let me just say that Blogger is screwing shit up again. My pictures are not going in the right places. So forgive me if things aren't looking quite right.

But let's not dwell on that. I need to tell you that Gus and I are finally on good terms. We are getting better at the whole schedule thing and he is much more comfortable on a leash now. Last Tuesday he went to get his boyhood snipped. I'm glad that's marked off the list. He's getting better at the going outside to potty deal. And, to be totally honest with you, I'm pretty much in love with him now. Well, not so much when he starts whining in the middle of the night because something scared him and he wants to sleep in our bed. And not so much when he gets too excited and drinks too much water and forgets all about that going outside to pee thing. But I am liking him more and more. The hub declares that he's a momma's boy.

I still miss the peace and quiet. I miss being able to sit down and read or draw or whatever without worrying about what he's chewing on. I hate having to clean my floors as often as a bank lobby. And my mornings are not at all what they used to be. But he's a pretty cute little shit head. I guess I'll keep him. (Not that I had a choice, you know.) The only pics you ever see of Gus may be sleeping pics. That is the only time that he sits still long enough to take a decent photo. Hopefully, that will change at some point.

As for the weekend, I hope you all had a wonderful New Years Eve. The hubby and I ended up not doing a dang thing. He rang in the New Year on his Xbox and I on Pinterest. Woohoo!
Well, that's it for tonight. I've got way too many exciting things to being doing, like washing dishes and folding laundry.
Happy New Year, dolls! See you later this week.

Hello Again

What? It's Saturday?
I've hardly even noticed. It hasn't seemed like a Saturday to me.
I am stuck in this house with a whiny puppy. He won't shut up. I let him out...he whines. I let him in...he whines. I play with him...he whines. I set down...he whines. The husband is at drill with the army. Usually I get to unload the pup on him when he gets home, but it's nearly 7 pm and he is still not here.

All I really wanted for Christmas was a massage or a ring from Rosy Revolver. I am not a stable enough person to be a pack leader for such an energetic puppy. This just reaffirms the fact that I don't want children.

Now. Stare at those pretty flowers and feel better.
Over and out, till the next time folks.
Happy weekend.

*via here.

Meet Gus.

This, my friends, is Gus.

Gus is our four month old German Shorthaired Pointer. He's a gorgeous boy with a solid liver colored coat and a white blaze down his chest. We went and got him over the weekend; so now he's part of our family.

This was not my idea. Let me make this clear. My husband is the one who has been looking at dogs for months on end, hoping to run across the right one. And Gus happened to be the right one. So.......this is our "Christmas present" to eachother. (even though I wasn't quite as excited about getting another dog as the hub was.) I am not totally proficient at taking care of myself, much less an energetic puppy. And the process of trying to housebreak him......dear Lord! Gus has become my full-time job. The hub goes off to work and I spend the day trying to figure out when this little guy wants to poop and pee.

I will say that he is a very smart dog (thank God), and that he is quite obedient already. But there is only so many times you can clean pee up off of your floor before you hit your breaking point. I am reading Cesar's Way by Cesar Millan right now and we also have a training book specific to GSPs, but anyone who can offer any tips on housebreaking would be a lifesaver. Gus is such a good dog; I don't want to ruin his opportunity to be a well trained, well adjusted member of our pack. I am getting some massive practice in patience.

So now you know what I have been up to. It's hard to think about blogging (or anything else for that matter) with a puppy in the house. A piece of jewelry would have been so much easier to take care of! Haha.

I'll be back with some more posts soon. I have a few subjects that I am eager to talk about.
xoxo