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And a wonderful walk was had
by me. It seems some days that training a puppy is two steps forward and three steps back. Lately, walking has been singularly unsuccessful. After another day of having my arm yanked out of the socket, or so it seemed, … Continue reading
Planners and plans
About a month ago, with the grand idea of getting totally organized about this puppy training thing, I bought a planner just to record our progress and our failures, to write down what worked and what didn’t. I started out … Continue reading
Another year older, another year wiser, another year gone
It was not the best of years. There were too many losses and not enough victories. My best friends lost parents, had spouses diagnosed with strange illnesses, had surgeries. One is still dealing with a medical issue that has been … Continue reading
Oh Little One, must you scare the Mommah?
Maverick and I went to visit our favorite doctor today – he has a “something” on his foot and Mommah worries. I thought it was a tick but it’s not going away, he’s licking and it’s red and it looks … Continue reading
Leashes, walks, and other fun stuff
I learned several things this past week. First, don’t try to walk the puppy when you’re pissed off. I was not pissed at the puppy, I was just pissed and took a walk to not be pissed. Saturdays are days … Continue reading
I want to start a blog
That tells about the times Mom loses her shit and then feels bad about it. So today, after a great deal of exercise and stimulation, Maverick decided to run away from me and totally forget that he actually does know … Continue reading
Love in a bundle of fur
Max was many things, but he was not much of a cuddler. He loved people, but he was happy to have some distance between himself and anyone but a few. He would put his head on my lap, push himself … Continue reading
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Sleep deprived but not love deprived
I really didn’t want to love this little terror. I didn’t want to open myself up to this pain, this searing, unending pain, this loss that doesn’t get better with time, not again. And then they put him in my … Continue reading