I am having much fun painting Christmas ornaments. It is totally absorbing so helps with my therapy too. I need therapy because of work. I can not write about it publicly but suffice it to say bad things are happening there and have been since June. These tiny little canvases are golden for stopping obsessive worry. Thanks Trisha for the inspiration and encouragement! I am out of canvases again so now I guess I really should clean the house. bah. It's probably good tiny canvases are 45 minutes away or I never would clean house again.
Been wrangling dogs all day. The pups know the sit command now and we've only had one accident in the house. Jojo actually scratched on the door to indicate she needed to go! Yea. I am tired of house training. Katie called me the dog whisperer. I feel like I may be... until the next puppy fight. It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt. Then they are just like kids, when one goes to far their anger gets the best of them and it turns into a puppy brawl.
That's about two miles! Her little legs worked hard. Livi and I rode back ahead of Dylan and Carl and I didn't realize Dylan was upset about that until they got home, so it wasn't a totally happy experience for her but she can do it.
So our puppy was diagnosed with an odd disease called puppy strangles. It is an immune dysfunction, probably inherited, but they aren't really sure what causes it. I've never heard of it and no one I have told about it has ever heard of it. Ithink we caught Jojo's early enough that she won't have severe scarring but it breaks my heart to see her little face messed up. It doesn't seem to be slowing her down much and she doesn't seem to feel bad any more. She is gaining weight and doing normal puppy stuff so I think we are through the worse of it. She will be on steroids for six weeks. We may not have any furniture left by then. She knows her name and comes when called - when she wants to.
The new puppy ( Banjo AKA JoJo AKA NoJo) tried to climb up the stairs all afternoon. I thnk she was trying to find Carl. She couldn't pull herself up that high so she gave up and took a nap. When she woke up Nollie was napping at the foot of the stairs. She ran over, jumped on Nollie's back and catipolted to her goal. She was so proud of herself. Luckily Nollie was too startled to react quickly. She allowed the little trouble-maker to live another day.