Wednesday, June 25, 2008
And we leave later this afternoon for Ohio, where we'll spend the night with family friends and then on the rest of the way to DC and my sister's house on Thursday. I think Tater is getting the hang of this nomadic lifestyle... I'm not sure that I am! But it sure is nice to see people.
PS... if my mother-in-law reads this post, I am so sorry I haven't called you/visited you. The time here went by so quickly! I promise to be a better daughter-in-law on my trip back to Colorado at the beginning of August!
Monday, June 23, 2008
Tomorrow we're tackling the basement! Wish us luck!
And that's about it from around here... Tater is back to eating very well and has been enjoying playing with his "cousin" Albie.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
So, we went in to the vet this morning after he refused to eat. She looked at him, drew blood, tested and gave me antibiotics "just in case." She also gave me a new kind of wet food, just to get him over the hump. And wouldn't you know it? I offered him a little bit of the new wet food which he ate (complete with the antibiotic hidden inside) and then, over the course of the morning, proceeded to eat the rest of his breakfast. Little stinker just wanted me to pay for bloodwork (which all thankfully came back perfectly normal).
Therefore, as long as Tater continues on the road of health that he is now on, we will be leaving first thing tomorrow morning. We will drive until we stop somewhere in Kansas (is that a song? It should be if it isn't). Then we'll get up the next morning and drive the rest of the way to Indianapolis. It will be two long days of driving... and so you won't hear from me for a little bit. But many of you I'll be seeing in the next few days. And if I don't see you, have a fabulous end to your week!
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Tomorrow I pack. Thursday I drive halfway to Indianapolis and Friday I arrive in Indy. I'll stay there until Wednesday, then drive to a friend's house in Ohio and then drive the rest of the way to my sister and her husband's house on Thursday where I'll finally get to meet Raley, my niece! Hooray!
Monday, June 16, 2008
I've already washed all their bottles and sorted all of the newspaper and blankets that we're donating. I've gone through Tater's toys and found a few he never plays with that I can take with us. I know that for us it is a short time but for Glory it is going to feel like she's been abandoned all over again and for that I am really sorry for her (in fact it makes me burst into tears just thinking about it). Of course, I'm hoping that will make her excitement when we come back to get her all the more jubilant.
I'm also sad that I'll probably never see a lot of the puppies again (fingers crossed because that means they'll be adopted quick). I knew that I would get attached to them but I didn't realized just how much. They have really stole a spot in my heart. And I tell you... if this is how I feel about a punch of squealing/chirping/crying/pooping puppies that I've had in my life for all of three weeks, I am not cut out to be a real foster parent. My respect and admiration goes out to people who can do this with children. It would literally break my heart.
So, that's it. I'm going to try to hold it together at the shelter tomorrow and not frighten all of the staff by my completely irrational tears but I'm not sure I'll succeed. At any rate I'll take a few more pictures tomorrow morning and will post the last of my puppy updates tomorrow.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
My dad did a great job raising two daughters who understand the importance of the little things (both appreciating them and picking them up!), and who know that they are important enough to be talked to and not at (how many times did you explain to me how something worked? I distinctly remember both the gear shifts in the car and lying on top of the tv, they were big back then, as you opened it up and explained the insides to me). You raised us to stand up for what we believe in but also to stand up for those who can't speak for themselves. And most importantly, perhaps, you showed us through your actions and your words how a woman deserves to be treated by treating our mother with loving and compassionate words and actions... which in turn allowed us to go out and find men who do the same. I love you daddy!
Happy father's day (I'll see you on Friday!).
Saturday, June 14, 2008
When you can't get anyone to play with you, sometimes you have to play with yourself. Mohawk tried to engage two other puppies in play biting and neither would play with him so he laid down and began biting his paw... within seconds he was asleep.
And finally... isn't she beautiful?? This used to be Twin Girl (though she no longer resembles twin boy at all, who is now Mohawk). We tried out a few other names for her but both agreed... she is Beauty. And a sweeter puppy you will never see, especially when sleeping on top of several brothers and sisters.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
I made a list for Reid of the bills that have to be paid while I'm gone and when they are due by. Yes, I am definitely the financial person in the household. And I like it that way.
I read more about costume design and about the clothing of ancient Egypt. I then went surfing on the computer looking for plays that match my various time periods that we'll be discussing in class. Is it a cop-out to just have my students pick their own plays from different time periods, or should I really give them a list so that I know the plays and they know I know the plays... and we don't have the challenge of them not knowing where to go looking for such a list of time period appropriate plays (like I'm having!). I think what I'll probably end up doing is giving them both options (choose a play or I'll choose one for you) and giving them strict guidelines as to what sort of play they must choose. Ugh... planning new classes is stressful.
I gave both of the dogs Kongs and watched Glory try to (unsuccessfully) get the dog biscuits out of hers. Tater had his out in no time. He's a pro. With Glory I think we're going to have to work up to two "cookies" in the "passy." (like a pacifier for dogs)
I bottle-fed puppies twice. I only got about an ounce down multiple puppies... but that's more than they would have gotten otherwise.
I made bread and butter pickles! I'm just refrigerating them 'cause I didn't make enough to can (and I don't have stuff to can). But I just tasted one and they're pretty good... though not as good as I remember so I must have done something wrong.
And perhaps the biggest accomplishment for me of the day... I drew my hand! For those of you who know me this is a major accomplishment.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Well... I was out with the dogs on Friday when a man on an ATV stopped by and asked if we would mind if they (meaning the men who work for my neighbor) sprayed our pasture for weeds, since apparently the government weed control people have contacted Roger (our neighbor) though they haven't contacted us. I said, "umhmm... sure. The entry is right there." I'm not sure if they've sprayed or not because I then left to run errands but isn't that pretty incredible? So... if any of you have suggestions of nice things to do for neighbors who you don't know and whom you have never been inside their house, please let us know!
But all of that to explain the picture below... we decided we needed to do a wee bit better job controlling the weeds that we have growing around our property. So on Saturday we bit the bullet and Reid went and bought us a new toy... though you can see who is enjoying it the most!
Now to change to puppy subject (which I'm sure is incredibly boring for most of you), as if there is an internal clock programmed in, they all began opening their eyes yesterday! Some are more open than others and all of them still look like a cross between being stoned and blind, but they do have eyes! Unfortunately, they are not all gaining weight. So when I get done posting and then showering I'm off to the vet's office to pick up some supplement. I'm hoping that will give them all the boost they need.
(Don't look now, but even sleeping you can see that Mohawk, formerly twin boy, is opening his eyes... you can really see in 2 Spot and Mohawk that at least one of the daddies in the mix was a cattle dog! Look at those grey spots)
And another thing... Glory knows how to climb! We've transitioned her and the puppies from our bathroom to the guest bathroom (more room for her and a little quieter at night for us). And Saturday morning I heard a thump, looked up and there was Glory in the dining room... but the baby gate was still up in front of the guest bathroom door. I hoped and prayed that it was just a flook. Last night she did it again at 2am. After going outside we came back in and I double-baby-gated her in for the rest of the night, praying that she was not dumb enough to try and climb two as she would certainly break something on the fall on the other side. I told Reid when he woke up this morning that Glory was practicing should she be called to be an extra in a WWI epic (Going over the top... get it?? :). And then after breakfast this morning I put her back in with her pups so Tater could eat his breakfast. I even switched baby gates I put in front of her as I figured the diamond plastic would be harder to climb than the wire cross-hatches... alas, no. She was up and over that thing in no time flat. So, while in DC, I will be looking for baby gates that are vertical bars without horizontal bars that hopefully she can't climb.
(Especially when this is what is laying in the other room! Don't worry Glory... it won't be long before you can join him)
And one last world war reference, I think I'm beginning to understand what it must have been like to live in a "safe" part of England during WWII... I obviously don't duck for cover, but the crop dusting planes take off from the Monte Vista airport which is literally about a mile from our house every morning... and then fly back and forth several times so close that it sounds like they might touch our roof. Their planes are pretty cool to look at, but at 6:30 in the morning I would rather be asleep.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
I immediately ran to the bathroom and checked... nine puppies, all still fine (I have no idea how long Tater and the cats had access to the puppies but apparently the cats didn't venture in there and Tater was too afraid of the crashing baby gate to cross its threshold. Unfortunately, Glory went in to the living room and had a great time making a nice big mess on the carpet. Reid and I had been talking about him cleaning the carpets when I was in DC and there were no dogs here, but after yesterday I called Paul, my co-worker who had once before offered the use of his carpet steamer, and Reid picked it up after work last night.
We were just going to do the living room and then spot clean the bedroom... that was until we finished the living room, stepped back and admired it and then looked in on our bedroom carpet... the difference was glaringly obvious. So, Reid is now working on shampooing the bedroom. And once he is done with that, we'll give both of the carpets a rinse... and then work extra hard to keep Glory off of them until she comes back from puppies and we can probably house-train her.
And in puppy news, we are just desperately awaiting the opening of puppy eyes! The vet said anywhere from 10 to 14 days is normal... so it could be any time now (though it might not be until Monday... or if they're slow even later). The puppies are still slowly gaining weight, though some of them will go a day where they don't gain any. I called the vet yesterday to talk about it. They seemed to think it was okay, and that if by the end of the weekend we were not pleased with the weight gain of certain puppies we could supplement. I might do that, just to make sure that everybody is getting as much as they want/need (though they are half beagle so I'm not sure that is actually possible).
And how is your weekend going?
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Let me start out by saying that it does no good to compare two people's situations declaring one is better or worse. You can only say that they are different. Let me also state right off the bat that I am one hundred percent sure that raising an infant is more difficult than raising these puppies and that this post is meant only to amuse. Alright... let's get going.
1. I watch, sometimes in horror, as Glory's teats are being mangled, twisted, tugged, scratched, etc... but at least they aren't mine!
2. When you have a baby and it cries in the middle of the night, there is one very large cry. When you have this set of puppies, there are as many as nine very high pitched and surprisingly large cries.
3. When you have a baby and it cries in the middle of the night, you know it wants food, diaper change, or reassurance. When you have puppies crying in the middle of the night you know it's because either mama left the box because she's too hot and there isn't a darn thing you as "midwife" can do about it or because there are not enough teats to go around and still nothing you can do about it.
4. I could be wrong, but I'm pretty sure having a baby does not involve three or four trips out into the cold mountain air in the middle of the night to watch the mother roll around in the grass, try to crawl under the porch and try to sneak eating her own poop when you're not looking. Pretty sure...
5. And finally, I doubt that new mothers of infant children interrupt blog posts by standing behind a baby gate (that is in place for their and their offspring's well-being) and whine because they are bored or because they have to go to the bathroom or because they want to go eat dead things in the backyard rather than care for said offspring. Can you all think of any others?
And now... gratuitous puppy pictures.
Sometimes life is just too much... you have to roll over on your back and play dead!
And I just thought this was adorable... kissing siblings! Won't they be embarrassed when their friends see this picture later in life? :) That is twin girl and twin boy... and you can see that they now don't look much alike, do they?
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
They are definitely growing... and becoming more and more vocal. I think I'm beginning to suffer a bit from sleep deprivation from both the high pitched squeals that happen throughout the night and Glory's need/desire to go outside multiple times a night to go potty and then enjoy the cool night air (last night we also added, enjoying the cool night air under the bedroom porch, which is supposed to be a "no go" place for dogs- I forsee latice in our future).
And that's about it. I'm going to be working on my Civil War Prison Camp Theatre paper the next couple of days... hopefully by the end of it I'll have something that I'm not too embarassed to submit for potential publication.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
We also splurged and went to see the new Indiana Jones movie... it was a lot of fun. I don't think it was as much fun as the last one, but Reid really enjoyed it. We were talking afterwards. It's funny because Indiana Jones shaped Reid's life and yet we don't own any of the movies... maybe a future Christmas present?