Cone Head
My poor little cone head:
I swear she wandered around the house like a depressed Pixar lamp. We got her spayed on Friday and thus I've spent the weekend following her around like a worried mommy... err... calm, dominant pack leader. *nod*
It was exceptionally cute tonight. After wandering around with the cone on her head (tonight was the first we put it on her), she came up to me while I was laying on the couch and started licking my face. The next thing I know, the pup who has never tried to get on the couch, was on it and collapsed in my arms. I didn't have the heart to kick her off. It was the sweetest, "LOVE ME!!" moment.
I curled up on her dog bed with her Friday night when we got her home and cuddled, then later fell asleep beside her kennel (until Clint came and got me up). I know she's just a dog and all that... but she's my first dog! And she's just a puppy! And... and... and...
As a side note, it cracked me up on Friday how each of the vet techs came out to let me know she was going to be a big dog -- as if I didn't know. "Ma'am... do you realize that you're dog isn't finished growing?" .... heh. Yup... Even the lady at PetSmart today let us know that her paws and legs weren't proportionate to the rest of her and that's she's hiding a horse in there. It made me smile.
I heart my puppeh.
-K-
PS. Yeah, yeah, I know... this has become the Emma journal, but whatever! Suck it! It's my puppy and I'll ramble if I want to! hehe
I swear she wandered around the house like a depressed Pixar lamp. We got her spayed on Friday and thus I've spent the weekend following her around like a worried mommy... err... calm, dominant pack leader. *nod*
It was exceptionally cute tonight. After wandering around with the cone on her head (tonight was the first we put it on her), she came up to me while I was laying on the couch and started licking my face. The next thing I know, the pup who has never tried to get on the couch, was on it and collapsed in my arms. I didn't have the heart to kick her off. It was the sweetest, "LOVE ME!!" moment.
I curled up on her dog bed with her Friday night when we got her home and cuddled, then later fell asleep beside her kennel (until Clint came and got me up). I know she's just a dog and all that... but she's my first dog! And she's just a puppy! And... and... and...
As a side note, it cracked me up on Friday how each of the vet techs came out to let me know she was going to be a big dog -- as if I didn't know. "Ma'am... do you realize that you're dog isn't finished growing?" .... heh. Yup... Even the lady at PetSmart today let us know that her paws and legs weren't proportionate to the rest of her and that's she's hiding a horse in there. It made me smile.
I heart my puppeh.
-K-
PS. Yeah, yeah, I know... this has become the Emma journal, but whatever! Suck it! It's my puppy and I'll ramble if I want to! hehe