I got a rescue dog because I knew there are so many unwanted dogs out there that need homes and since I wanted a dog I could provide the perfect home for one of them. In my small gesture I was trying to save the world one dog at a time. What turned out though, is that in my quest to save a dog, the dog actually saved me.
I love my dog. I really do. But I wonder what it is about garbage that is so enticing to him, and why he feels like he has to rearrange the whole house with it.
He’s not the only dog in the world to do this as you can see from the video below. In fact, every dog I have ever had has gotten into the garbage at one point or another. But Bloo, he makes a B-line for the garbage the minute I shut the door to leave. I suspect he knows he’s not supposed to do this, because he doesn’t touch it when I’m home.
I’m not sure why, but I find myself often saying in that high pitched I’m-talking-to-my-dog voice, ” who’s a good boy.” Where did this come from? And why do we constantly ask our dogs rhetorical questions? It’s not like I expect him to answer. And the truth is I already know the answer.
I’m not the only person that does this. I’m pretty sure every dog owner on the face of the planet has asked this question at some point or another.
So I did a little research on how it all started and why we say that all famous “Who’s a good boy.”
There are many benefits to daycare however. I don’t have to worry about him during the day. I don’t have to rush home to let him out. He’s not lonely and he can’t get into anything. Not to mention, the daycare takes pictures of all the dogs on a daily basis. I have to admit, at lunch time I’m always looking for that picture of my little boy Bloo. Continue reading
When Bloo and I first met we were inseparable. We went everywhere together. Mostly because when I would leave for just a few minutes he’d bark, whine, and rip apart my roommates blinds or my friend’s garbage. He’d pace through the house and pant profusely at just the mere thought of me putting on my shoes. And when I returned, even if only gone for 30 seconds, he’d jump all over me as if I had been gone for weeks.
Needless to say, it was stressful for us both. Though I had gained a loving family member I had lost a social life.
I realized this wasn’t sustainable so I started to do some serious research on separation anxiety. What I learned was that this was pretty common in shelter dogs and luckily it is treatable. Continue reading
These days walking my dog is a full body workout. He’s only 50 pounds in weight but damn can that dog pull.
Needless to say, he is a bit of a handful on the leash. He’s all muscle and has a vision of where he wants to go and how quickly he wants to get there. And most of the time, I don’t share the same vision.
That’s why I’m so thankful that my cute little town is building a dog park, appropriately called – The Bark Park. And yesterday we went to give it a test run.
This is our first Christmas in our new house and we’d like to wish you all happy holidays.