Every so often, I get out of the habit of posting here on Word Savvy. It's a pattern I despise.
Now, I'm back, and I'll tell you about life in a two-dog household.
Back at the start of the quarantine here in March, we picked up Ripper from a lovely spot in Wisconsin. She was about 4 pounds at that point and very adorable at eight-weeks old. As a cockapoo, Ripper doesn't shed, and that's truly a blessing.
Teddy, our goldendoodle, was almost five at the time of Ripper's homecoming. I'll say he wasn't thrilled at her arrival. Having a younger sister was not something he asked for or seemed to particularly crave. But over days and weeks and now months, he seems to have adjusted to her presence. The two canines tussle multiple times per day in a way that I feel is mutually satisfying. Ripper, a quite small dog who seems to have settled in at about twelve pounds, jumps up on her older brother and snaps her jaws on his floppy ears. You'd think this might hurt him, but it doesn't seem to. Teddy either ignores her or engages in some rough-and-tumble playtime.
Only once did such playtime end in a trip to the vet, and now Ripper seems more adept at avoiding Teddy's Tigger-like bounces.
Overall, I'd rate having two dogs as 4.5 of 5 stars. It's everything I thought it would be, both more fun and more expensive. Worth it, as they say in economics.
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Saturday, June 27, 2020
Friday, March 20, 2020
Quarantine Diaries #1
I haven't written here in a while. Did you know I've been blogging once a week over at The Debutante Ball?
That's all fine and good, but it's not the same as writing here as I have for the last sixteen years. Maybe now's the time, since I can't leave my house really. And none of us can.
The times are strange and scary. Here's what I haven't been doing:
That's all fine and good, but it's not the same as writing here as I have for the last sixteen years. Maybe now's the time, since I can't leave my house really. And none of us can.
The times are strange and scary. Here's what I haven't been doing:
- Brushing my hair.
- Wearing tops other than sweatshirts.
- Curling my eyelashes or applying mascara.
- Cleaning the basement.
- Cutting back on carbs.
- Culling the Beanie Baby collection.
Here's what I have been doing:
- Working on my second book. The revisions are due April 13th, and I'll be done before that. As part of this process, I've been thinking about mothers and daughters, mothers and sons, junior high, graffiti, adoption, SnapChat, therapy, and interior design. I've been thinking about these topics among other things, like repeating images and clever connections between storylines.
- Cooking and supervising food preparation. Constantly. All day, basically, someone wants to eat.
- Running.
- Playing cards.
- Counting coins.
- Petting the dog.
- Walking the dog.
- Speaking to the dog as if he's my best friend.
- Preparing for the new dog. Yes, we're getting a new dog, a helper sibling for Teddy. It was supposed to be in May, but since we're all here on lockdown, we're getting her on Monday, which is my birthday. The cuteness is going to be on overload, and I'll probably write about it right here. Of course, there's always the possibility that I'll regret the puppy, but probably not. I hope there's not the possibility that I won't write about it, but I haven't exactly been consistent, and I don't feel like promising I'll try harder.
But I might. There's always hope.
Saturday, July 30, 2016
Annals of Summer: It's Over, Pretty Much
I know. It wasn't that long ago that I was counting down to summer. But, now August is beginning and I'm going back to work in 12 days. It's okay because I like work pretty well. Let's evaluate the summer thus far:
Professional Writing: I'm giving myself 3.5 of 5 stars. First, I took my online novel-writing class and learned about gathering and structuring. I have a path forward. After multiplying the length of the project by 2.5 times in 8 weeks, the moment has come to put the book on the shelf until the end of September when I'm into the school routine and I begin part two of my online novel-writing class. My goal is to finish a complete draft of the book by the end of next summer. I'm pretty sure I can do it. We'll see. Second, I blogged some. Turns out summer isn't great for the newsletter, but that's okay. It'll be back on a Weekly(ish) schedule soon enough. Third, I have a freelancing gig that actually pays money. So, turns out I'm pretty much actually professional. Let's bump that up to 4.5 of 5 stars, shall we?
Full-Time Mothering: Yep, I've been doing it. Yesterday in a moment of exasperation while behind the wheel of the miniature van, I blurted out, "Geez! It's just Mom's Taxi and Food Supply Service right here!" "Where? Mac asked, scouring the road. "Here," I said, "It's me. Right here." "Where?" he asked again. So, it's nice to know my efforts are appreciated. 5 of 5 stars. I'm the only mother they've got.
Marginally-Effective Dog Training: I feel like the report is embedded in the section heading. Teddy has had marginal success at my mediocre hand. 3 of 5 stars for solid effort.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Mmmmm What Did She Say?
I've taken a lot of flack from my colleagues in the past couple of days because I don't like dogs that much.
I know! It's unAmerican! They told me that. They called me heartless and communist. They looked at me with hurt in their eyes. "You don't like DOGS?" they whispered.
Then, when dogs appeared in a film we viewed for staff development yesterday, they looked at me pityingly - "See?" the looks said. "Isn't THAT dog cute?"
OKAY! YES! The dog in Colonial House is cute! When Shef and I were hanging in a coffee shop this morning, we saw this dog through the window. I loved this dog! It was some kind of small white terrier that I'm sure doesn't shed and also probably doesn't poop. I would totally get this dog.
You can click the pic to enlarge. It looks like a passenger in the car! That cute wittle dog is just the greatest. Seeing it made my whole frickin day.
I know! It's unAmerican! They told me that. They called me heartless and communist. They looked at me with hurt in their eyes. "You don't like DOGS?" they whispered.
Then, when dogs appeared in a film we viewed for staff development yesterday, they looked at me pityingly - "See?" the looks said. "Isn't THAT dog cute?"
OKAY! YES! The dog in Colonial House is cute! When Shef and I were hanging in a coffee shop this morning, we saw this dog through the window. I loved this dog! It was some kind of small white terrier that I'm sure doesn't shed and also probably doesn't poop. I would totally get this dog.
You can click the pic to enlarge. It looks like a passenger in the car! That cute wittle dog is just the greatest. Seeing it made my whole frickin day.
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