Am I really as neurotic as I feel?

Pup is so good.  He loves his kennel, still loves to cuddle (though in typical male fashion, he generally cuddles on his own terms), and has gotten better about meeting new people.  He still growls a bit, which I'm actually fairly okay with (what if one day I come across a bad guy? I don't want my dog to be the "welcome, come in, make yourself at home, can I get you anything" dog) but stops when I tell him to.  He learned how to shake in less than a week, and he's pretty good at waiting until I say "OK" before he takes the treat.  He's so darn cute when he's waiting for me to say "OK."  He stares very intently at the treat, puts his head down a bit (the longer he waits, the lower his head goes), ears cocked, brow furrowed, almost crying in anticipation, and then he gets the treat and all is well.  He does so well with Kiddo, and my dad (who didn't really show Bup affection until after I'd left for college and Bup seemed sad, and even then it wasn't a lot, but damn if he didn't love the dog) even let Pup lay down on his lap for a while.

Pup has a plush toy (it's down to 2.5 legs and 60% of its original body) that he loves to wrestle with, even by himself.  He stalks it, pounces on it, growls at it, shakes it around, throws it in the air, runs after it, and stalks it again.  It's hilarious.

It was a good week...RAGBRAI festivities on Thursday, a friend's going away party on Friday (soooo much fun...I didn't know I could drink that much, at least not without minimal side effects), and apparently Bachelor #3 is in the picture.  Hmm!

Posted by: greeneyes at 08:47 | link | comments (3)

What's up?

Pup is so freaking cute I can hardly stand it.

I'm generally not one to believe in reincarnation or destiny, and I know most people scoff at such a notion (especially when it comes to pets)...but I do think Bup is in there.  Similar facial expressions, mannerisms, sounds.  After talking with a friend, she said that a lot of cultures believe that your pet comes back to you in some way.  I can buy into that.

He's so funny.  He has a plush toy that he wrestles with...he throws it, chases after it, sneaks up on it, and growls at it.  He jumps up onto the couch (only when he gets the signal) and slides over to me.  He's a lap dog.  My parents, nephew, and friends love him...how could they not?  Just look at that face.

Posted by: greeneyes at 21:31 | link | comments (5)

Well doggone it!

It's tough opening your heart to love.  There's always a fear in the back of your mind...what if I don't like him?  What if I don't like him as much as the one before?  What if I can't give him what he needs?  But the time comes when you know you have to take that big step and welcome someone new into your life, offer him what you can, and hope for the best.


Meet the new man in my life...well, near-man...he was neutered a couple of weeks ago.






He has similar features as Bup and has some similar mannerisms...but the new bup likes his kennel and carrier, which is definitely a good thing.  

Posted by: greeneyes at 22:24 | link | comments (6)