…throwing himself onto the footstool, which carries him to the sofa where he screeches to a halt before he ends up doing a Garfield on the window, barking like crazy, whining and whimpering…
Tag Archives: Puppy
The Very Crappy Day
Why on earth would he want to pee on the potty pad when he can wait five minutes until he’s back in the car and pee all over me.?! Which he did, spectacularly.
Bear, Drax & My Fucked-Up Arm
Drax, is very much like his human Daddy, in that he doesn’t bother to think things through before doing them. Yesterday evening he decided his dinner time was at 6.30pm, when in fact it’s at 8pm.
Plague, GEDcoms & An Intelligent Puppy
Over the past few days I’ve been working on and trying to sort out my GEDcom files for my genealogy. A distant relative on my father’s side asked for a copy if I had one (which I do) and when I checked I realised it badly needed updating as it hadn’t been done since 2014.
Causing Harm, Total Isolation & Being The Last To Know
Last night I called my eldest son back after missing two of his calls and spent just over 4 hours chatting and entertaining him with tales of the mad pup.
5am, Dead Birds & Mascarpone Cheese
Today is day 42 of lockdown… and I haven’t killed anyone yet… I’d say that was quite an accomplishment. Mascarpone cheese is bloody hard to come by… nowhere around here has it… anyone got an explanation for that.?
A Pet Store Visit & A Teacher Named Pain
If a puppy could get cabin fever, I’d say he has it. Two weeks stuck indoors with only a patio area to explore and the same two humans to look at day in and day out… boring.!!
Whiners, Rabble Rousing & Crate Training
Tough shit really… she has a bedroom, she could have gone up there, but no, she chooses to whine about it and turn on the tears… so Bear took them home.
Why Is He Not Doing Anything.?
Poor Bear is bored, he was so excited about the new puppy and now he’s doing exactly the same thing he always does… sitting on his butt living on the Internet, waiting for the pup to wake up and be curious.
Insignificant Days, Drax The Destroyer & Mahoosive Burgers
So then I shut my stupid brain up by browsing the ‘Net for beds and collars and leashes and harnesses and puppy toys and training equipment and puppy friendly, eco-friendly shampoo’s and conditioners and bath toys and towels and rope chews and squeaky toys and glow in the dark jingly things and stuff that would keep a nine week old puppy entertained and happy, so it didn’t think about chewing on stuff I’d rather it didn’t.
Dear Diary... 