What dogs are good for?
Yeah, so long time no see! How have y'all been??
I've been rather dandy. Lots of stuff has been going down. Failed a few classes, parents found out, were angry at me and didn't talk to me for a few weeks (which is normal anyway), got a puppy under said parents' nose since they wouldn't let me bring my previous pet to college with me (for those of you who know me in RL that still do the eljay, they really don't know about it so please don't bring it up).
Friends, companions, exercise partners, instigators, destroyers, miscreants, devious, adorable...
...and I'm sure my list can go on and on.
My first dog, a German-Husky mix, God bless his soul, is running in the Big Field in the Sky. My previous dog, a Hound mix, is well on his way there (his 13yr old self probably won't see the end of the year).
My newest splurge of money....well...
I have no words for how angry at him I am at the moment. Yes I know he's a puppy, albeit he's almost 8 months old. Yes, I know huskies are most mischievous than other breeds (see said first dog and I'm sure other posts have him in there somewhere), yes I know they're predisposed to chewing.
So dogs, other than what they were designed for, are good for instigating a cleaning spree. My lovely husky (see picture here) has been the epitome of good behaviour since he was 10 weeks old. Today, for the first time since then, the little adorable pretty DESTROYER OF ALL THAT IS GOOD, went through my garbage in my room that I haven't gone through in 2+ weeks (read stuff that I've found among my school bags and computer desk and shelves and thrown away in a slow effort to clean my room) and decided to eat it all over the clothes that he pulled out of my hamper of Somewhat-Clean-Clothes. My room smells like rotten beans. =_=
On top of that, I have a carpet in my room.
So I have the musty, slimy rotten beans smell lingering in my room. It's cold and raining outside so I can't open my windows, he chewed up one of my sketchbooks, shoes--although those managed to escape with only some teeth marks and the sole to one of my soccer cleats was ripped out but easily replaced, the box my singing balls (those ones you roll about in your hands to supposedly soothe you) were in, and I haven't even gotten under my bed yet.
Why under the bed? you ask.
Well, let me tell you!
That's his "den" you see. Most things that I find missing that could hold any interest to a dog with the mind equivalent to that of a 4 yr old sugar high kleptomaniac and as intelligent as a kindergartner, are most likely there. There are more cans on the floor of my room that I don't know where he got them from. I haven't fed my animals wet food in a good month and a half.
There was also a shoe that wasn't mine and 4 coke cans. I don't even like coca-cola.
I don't know why he did this, since he has, easily, $150 worth of chew toys and rawhide, but since my room smells like barf, I'm going to have to do laundry on the morrow since we only have a washer in the house and the laundromat closes soon, and light incense to try and alleviate the smell.
I love my life.
Other than that, life has been good. Working part-time and going to school. Attempting to eat, but that doesn't always work out so well. Right now, my staple has been apples and peanut butter, but I am currently out of apples (since I realized I'm in PA and they don't have Empire apples here *EPIC SADFACE*), and I'm pretty sure I don't have much money if any in my bank account--bought some food today and spirits the other day and haven't deposited paycheques the last two weeks.
I have to go through steps to annul the lease I have at my other place; myself and a buncha friends moved out
Ugh, I almost wish I could take a nap, but the smell of rotten beans will waft into my nose. *is angry again* I'm just glad the adorable little monster didn't chew up my soccer cleats.
Off to clean I guess.
Hugs and Kisses~!
"This cruel, uncaring, callous world may betray you all one day, but here's one thing to keep in mind should disaster come your way;
When made with love and tender care by man or beast or fish or clam, the one delight to always please is freshly made raspberry jam." J:KoB; book 4
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I've been rather dandy. Lots of stuff has been going down. Failed a few classes, parents found out, were angry at me and didn't talk to me for a few weeks (which is normal anyway), got a puppy under said parents' nose since they wouldn't let me bring my previous pet to college with me (for those of you who know me in RL that still do the eljay, they really don't know about it so please don't bring it up).
Friends, companions, exercise partners, instigators, destroyers, miscreants, devious, adorable...
...and I'm sure my list can go on and on.
My first dog, a German-Husky mix, God bless his soul, is running in the Big Field in the Sky. My previous dog, a Hound mix, is well on his way there (his 13yr old self probably won't see the end of the year).
My newest splurge of money....well...
I have no words for how angry at him I am at the moment. Yes I know he's a puppy, albeit he's almost 8 months old. Yes, I know huskies are most mischievous than other breeds (see said first dog and I'm sure other posts have him in there somewhere), yes I know they're predisposed to chewing.
So dogs, other than what they were designed for, are good for instigating a cleaning spree. My lovely husky (see picture here) has been the epitome of good behaviour since he was 10 weeks old. Today, for the first time since then, the little adorable pretty DESTROYER OF ALL THAT IS GOOD, went through my garbage in my room that I haven't gone through in 2+ weeks (read stuff that I've found among my school bags and computer desk and shelves and thrown away in a slow effort to clean my room) and decided to eat it all over the clothes that he pulled out of my hamper of Somewhat-Clean-Clothes. My room smells like rotten beans. =_=
On top of that, I have a carpet in my room.
So I have the musty, slimy rotten beans smell lingering in my room. It's cold and raining outside so I can't open my windows, he chewed up one of my sketchbooks, shoes--although those managed to escape with only some teeth marks and the sole to one of my soccer cleats was ripped out but easily replaced, the box my singing balls (those ones you roll about in your hands to supposedly soothe you) were in, and I haven't even gotten under my bed yet.
Why under the bed? you ask.
Well, let me tell you!
That's his "den" you see. Most things that I find missing that could hold any interest to a dog with the mind equivalent to that of a 4 yr old sugar high kleptomaniac and as intelligent as a kindergartner, are most likely there. There are more cans on the floor of my room that I don't know where he got them from. I haven't fed my animals wet food in a good month and a half.
There was also a shoe that wasn't mine and 4 coke cans. I don't even like coca-cola.
I don't know why he did this, since he has, easily, $150 worth of chew toys and rawhide, but since my room smells like barf, I'm going to have to do laundry on the morrow since we only have a washer in the house and the laundromat closes soon, and light incense to try and alleviate the smell.
I love my life.
Other than that, life has been good. Working part-time and going to school. Attempting to eat, but that doesn't always work out so well. Right now, my staple has been apples and peanut butter, but I am currently out of apples (since I realized I'm in PA and they don't have Empire apples here *EPIC SADFACE*), and I'm pretty sure I don't have much money if any in my bank account--bought some food today and spirits the other day and haven't deposited paycheques the last two weeks.
I have to go through steps to annul the lease I have at my other place; myself and a buncha friends moved out
Ugh, I almost wish I could take a nap, but the smell of rotten beans will waft into my nose. *is angry again* I'm just glad the adorable little monster didn't chew up my soccer cleats.
Off to clean I guess.
Hugs and Kisses~!
"This cruel, uncaring, callous world may betray you all one day, but here's one thing to keep in mind should disaster come your way;
When made with love and tender care by man or beast or fish or clam, the one delight to always please is freshly made raspberry jam." J:KoB; book 4
[Fir-kun's Writing Journal] [ Fir-kun] [Eri Kitsune] [The Smears of Roadkill]