Action shots of Payton
Finally switched modes on my camera, so I got some good shots of the puppy in motion today!
The basketball is obviously Auggie’s, but Payton loves this toy. I need to go get him a football one… I’m pretty sure they make one that’s identical but a football instead of a basketball.
One of his ears has come partially undone, I dunno if you can tell in the photos.
It’s funny because the toy is almost as big as he is, LOL. It drags on the ground unless he holds it just right.
And Auggie with his strawberry. He usually has limited interest in the plastic toys. Today he was obsessed with his plastic toys because I’ve been giving them to Payton to play with, and of course he wanted them because Payton had them. (I’m not actually complaining, I would like him to play with these more. They were slightly expensive even though I bought the majority on sale at 50% off.)
Auggie loves strawberries so it’s appropriate.
And Pay inside with the artichoke. The artichoke was the first one I bought because it was just too funny!
Couch Potato
Normally he curls up next to the armrest… not last night. Nope. I came up from taking my shower and walked past the couch to see this.
Spoiled. brat.
(I’m guessing it was cooler to sprawl in the center of the couch, directly under the ceiling fan, instead of curled up by an armrest.)
Agility and Rally weekend
This weekend I took Auggie down to an agility trial. I saw they also had rally, so I went ahead and entered us in both. I would rather do both one weekend than have to travel specifically just for rally, and there’s only a rally trial locally twice a year, so why not?
I blew our Rally Advanced A run on Saturday. I practiced pivots in the hotel room the night before and thought I knew how to signal them, but when I got in the ring the next morning, I decided to tuck my arm in like you do in obedience and forgot that I needed to signal Auggie for the pivot. So he didn’t pivot with me. Also, I forgot when I did the moving call front then forward that even if it’s a moving call front then forward the dog still has to SIT when they front. Durp durp. I was so focused on the moving/forward part I didn’t make him sit. The only thing I can partially blame on Auggie is we had the stand then handler walks around the dog, and when I reached down to give Auggie the signal for stand, he immediately thought I was going to signal “down” and threw himself into a down. I could have backed up and then repeated the sign, but I didn’t think about it, so I just stood him and carried on, which meant I failed the exercise because the dog added an extra “part” into the sign. Oh well. The judge was very nice and gave us a few tips.
We Q’d the next day because I decided to screw having my arm tucked in and handled far differently. He was WAY revved up because we were also doing agility, and the way the timing worked, we basically did agility and then went right over to rally – his brain was definitely not in controlled heeling mode, so it was messy messy messy, but I wanted to at least come home with one Q, so whatever I guess. In November I will probably enter us in the local rally trial (unless it’s the same weekend I’m out of town at agility) where all we do is rally, so hopefully he will be in the right mentality and we can get it done without being so messy. The judge told us afterwards that we did a much better job the second day. I thought it was a better job the first day, LOL, even though it wasn’t a Q. Oh well.
Agility was the most important part of the weekend even though I knew I wasn’t guaranteed any Q’s and sort of doubted if I’d get any. Auggie had a clean jumpers run on Saturday, but didn’t make time because the course was wheeled so tight and he’s not running fast for me right now. He knocked the triple in standard which is my fault. Sunday standard was first and we just barely squeaked by under time, so that’s #2 towards his masters standard title. The mystery is jumpers, where he made time by plenty. We ended up with 7 PACH points. I think the scribe may have recorded our time incorrectly, but I have no way of knowing, because everybody was packing up or had already left so nobody was watching to tell me if he really was running that fast, and of course nobody recorded the run for me so we had no way to look and find out. But the course was a very fun, fast course, so it is possible he really ran it that fast… I just have no idea. But, as we say, the agility gods giveth and they taketh away, so in this case I seem to have gotten a gift.
So Auggie is 2/10 for MXP, 4/10 for MJP, and 1/20 for his PACH. And also he only needs 741 more PACH points. HAHAHAHAHA. Yeah I think we need to just put the PACH dream to bed. We’ll get his masters titles and then run him just for fun. I still fully intend to try and work through his jumping problems and hopefully that will boost his confidence enough that he will start running faster, but who knows what will happen? I suppose if his confidence returns full-force and he starts running courses at trials the way he is capable I might change my mind, but for now, I think it’s just time to put the dream away. The odd thing is, it doesn’t really hurt the way I thought it would. I guess I sort of knew, in the back of my head, that this was coming and have had plenty of time to cope with the reality of it.
Or maybe it just helps that I know there is a puppy baking in the oven, and I may very soon be having a chance to try this all over again. Auggie is a great dog and I love him very much. I’m not going to love him any more or any less if he gets an agility champion title. It’s a little disappointing to not be able to shoot for the moon with him, but I will soon have another one to go after the dream with, so that eases the disappointment. And meanwhile Auggie just gets to be my super special little lovey boy!
I just want to be close to you
Last night we had a thunderstorm so bad it actually woke me up through my earplugs (an unusual occurrence) and Auggie, who sleeps in a bed on my bedroom floor now, asked to climb into my bed. He’s too short to get on my bed unless he gets a really enthusiastic running start, so if Auggie wants in my bed, he hops up and put his front paws on the bed, sticks his face in mine if I’m unlucky enough to be sleeping on my right side, and stares at me.
Auggie is not afraid of thunder – the most he reacts is to bark when the rumbling vibrates the windows, and that’s a reaction to the glass rattling, not the thunder itself. So the thunder was pretty loud to have distressed him enough that he wanted in the bed with me. I picked him up and put him on my bed, and he immediately curled up at the foot of the bed with his chin on my leg. He wanted to be touching me. But this was apparently not enough, because after a few minutes he got up and climbed up to the top of the bed. I rolled over and put my arm around him, and he curled up next to me, snuggled into my belly. I love Auggie and I wish he were a cuddly boy, but on the whole, he’s not cuddly (staying still is boring and being restrained in a cuddle or a hug means he has to stay still; therefore being cuddled is objectionable), so laying down to sleep cuddled into me with my arm around him is definitely not the norm. He wasn’t shaking or anything, but he was definitely an unhappy boy with all the thunder.
Unfortunately, the cuddliness only lasted until the thunder stopped. A few minutes after the thunder stopped, he got up and moved back to the end of the bed and curled up against the wall to sleep. Boo.
He did, however, stay on my bed the rest of the night. Most nights if he starts on my bed, he ends up on the floor after a while – either because he gets too hot, or he starts walking all over me and I put him on the floor because I don’t take well to having him walk all over me while I’m trying to sleep. So he was apparently slightly alarmed and wanted to stay closer to me than usual.
My mom is working early hours in the summer, so she came to get him early in the morning to feed him and play with him before she went to work. I watched him get off my bed and then rolled over to try for another hour or so of sleep, since I hadn’t slept that great. When she left for work, she closed Auggie into the kitchen and the office where his crate is – I just figured he was actually in his crate rather than loose in the other room. So when I got up and went to the bathroom to get ready for work, I was first surprised to hear a scratch on a door across the house… and before I could get to the other side of the house and let him out, I heard a loud WHUMP as he apparently launched himself at the door trying to get to me.
I guess it’s flattering that my dog is so obsessed with being close to me that he tries to bodily break down doors separating us..?
Sock Monkey
Auggie has some kind of infection going on with his foot right now… there’s a nice big swollen bump between two toes on one paw pad. First I coned him. He could still reach his paw even coned. So then I got out a sock and socked him. This worked (although he continued messing with the sock) but my socks are HUGE and he is tiny. We tried one of my mom’s socks and even that was rather large.
So I bought him some toddler socks from Target.
They even match his blue vet wrap that I’m using to keep the sock on.
Also Auggie thinks vet wrap is delicious. He has ripped it off, chewed it into a tiny little ball, and eaten it three times, and was unhappy that I made him throw it up all three times.
Success with the wait command, and family photo attempts
Hurray!! I have started pushing “wait” with Pepper the last week or so (they have to wait before they get released to their bowls) and it looks like it’s starting to pay off! She is still very new to it, I can’t make much noise or anything or she’ll get up and come to me, but she at least has the general idea now. Unfortunately this means I can’t do much to get her to focus on me (she hates the camera and thinks it’s evil) or try to make her look a bit more excited, LOL.
Testing… testing… how far back do I dare go?
I’m maybe ten feet away and kneeling. HURRAY!
Except she’s eating grass.
Grass chew… wait for it…
graceful CHOMP
“Pepper stop eating the gr- crap.”
Okay, so I called Auggie over. He was having NONE of this.
“At least try to look like you like each other,” I said. “No,” said Auggie.
*facepalm*
Pepper is losing interest… Auggie still loathes me for ever bringing this bitch home…
Pepper got up so now it’s Auggie’s turn for solo portraits.
Except he hates me. Hates. me. from the bottom of his soul. (This one cracks me up.)
Sigh…
Grudgingly looks at me…
One nice shot, aaaand-
now he’s done.
Try #2 with them both. Uhhh…
“Pepper don’t eat the-
– crap!!!”
Auggie then took pity on me, or decided to show off. I’m not sure which.
Lookin’ at the flower…
Obviously weighing in his mind how much he hates me versus how much he loves me.
Oh, be still my heart. He can be a handsome little monster when he wants to be.
Or a big cutie!
And then I had to ruin it all by bringing Pepper over.
Ummm… can we both look in the same direction?
oh LOL Auggie and your stinkeye.
Then Pepper had to blink, apparently.
Semi-nice… the focus is not very sharp but it’s close…
aaaand then Pepper makes a ridiculous face that looks like somebody drew on her with marker…
Aaaaaand Pepper’s outta here! Game over.
Good boy Auggie sat there until I said “good boy, come here.” He’s a very good little monster who will hopefully not kill me in my sleep.
How’s this for adorable?
Pepper was in the kitchen looking down the stairs (my dad was down there and she wanted to make sure he didn’t come upstairs and surprise her.) There was an empty plastic bag on the kitchen counter and it blew onto the floor.
Pepper jumped and came in here all “Waaah! A bag fell!! It’s scary!”
Auggie was laying next to my chair and he got up, walked into the kitchen, sniffed the bag, then stood there looking over at Pepper.
She went back in the kitchen and looked at the bag, then went back to stand at the top of the stairs again.
It’s like he was all “DON’T WORRY… I shall check out the big scary bag for you!”
I do think he helps her sometimes learn to relax about things… she sees him go up to something and smell it and she feels more comfortable smelling it herself.
Auggie is a good big brother.
Moar Panties
Baaaahahahahaha…
Playin’ in panties…
Auggie does not want the panties.
Pepper likee. Apparently she thinks Auggie is sexy in his panties. Flirt flirt!
Here she goes again. Dang it all Pepper STOP FLIRTING.
They were playing in the other room and I hear “Auggie… Auggie you can’t hump her… AUGGIE… ….ummmm…”
So I go in there and there’s PEE on the floor. But Pepper is wearing her diaper, so it HAD to have been Auggie. I thought this might have happened last time but it made more sense to have been Pepper, but now I know for sure. Auggie is trying to hump her and then pee on her like he used to do with his puppy bed. That all stopped after he was neutered but now that Pepper is around with all her girly hormones going, I guess we’re back to square one.
Freaking. hornball.
More photos from today (sans derpy Pepper)
Auggie and his RIDICULOUS coat that I still can’t figure out where it came from.
Seriously, WTF. Apparently Pepper gets the testosterone rolling for Auggie even though he has no balls and then this happened? That’s all I can think.
Pepper thinks it’s hilaaaarious.
This is the look she usually gives me.
Squintyfaec.
Lookin’ in the garden. Some of my co-workers told me they can’t tell the difference between Auggie and Pepper. How can you NOT tell the difference?! LOL. They are almost literally like night and day…
Photo Attempts
I have a pretty girl dog so I should be able to take pretty, girly photos now… right?
Uhhh…
Dang it all.
Auggie would like to demonstrate how you do this whole “pretty photo” thing.
And I mean he was pullin’ out the big guns and everything. Sheesh.
I gave up on trying to get pretty photos and just started throwing the tennis ball instead. She has her very own pink tennis ball but I left it in the house (I don’t want it to get gross), and I was kind of surprised she was fetching this one for me. It’s nasty and gross and I’m sure it tastes of Auggie slobber and outside-ickiness. But she was game, so we kept playing with it until it started thundering and I packed it in to go back to work.
Easter Egg Hunt 2011
Auggie: EASTER EGGS YEAH
Pepper: I have no idea what we are doing wheeee!
Step 1: Find the egg
Step 2: Grab egg in mouth and squeeze gently to open
Step 3: Eat treat that emerges from opened egg
oh hay Auggie what you smellin over here
what is that
I think I want it but I have no idea what to do.
Auggie shows Pepper how it’s done… I think that was the only treat he let her eat. The rest he gobbled up and completely ignored her.
Auggie is ALL about this game. He rocks at it at this point.
Such a smart little man!
The other one, though… um… LOL
WHERE IS THE NEXT EGG GOTTA GET IT
Pepper saw this egg while Auggie was opening one on the opposite end and she was SO EXCITED! She ran up to it all “OMG I FOUND ONE!!”
…and then promptly was like “now what I do?”
Can eats the empty eggs? She picked up an empty egg half and brought it to me while Auggie was zooming around finding all the eggs and opening them and I told her she was a very good girl, and then she thought THAT was the game: retrieving the empty egg halves. *facepalm*
Auggie and I (okay I did) felt bad for her so I put one back together and threw it for her like a tennis ball, thinking it might excite her enough she would pick it up and maybe accidentally open it and get the cookie. This was HER egg. All hers.
She still never figured it out.
Auggie says “Dis my basket. No stinky girls ‘lowed.”
Allllll my eggs!
Please forgive the fact that he needs to be groomed a bit… he’s got his mustache kinda goin’ on here…
“Okay, now you can dump them all out,” I told him.
Dividing the Bed
I saw on a dog forum an equation for how to divide up the amount of space you get on the bed when you share with your dog.
First you add up the total number of feet. Four on Auggie and two on me. That’s six!
Next, you take the number of feet you have – so two – and the percentage of feet that you have of the total number is the percentage of the bed you get.
Therefore I get 1/3rd of the bed.
This sounds about right.
Auggie has been doing SO good sharing the bed with me at hotels and stuff that I decided to give him another shot at sharing the bed with me at home. He has been sleeping on my bed all week, and he only starts stepping on me at about 5:30am – which is when other people in the house wake up, so he takes this as his cue to start walking all over me and sticking his face approximately an inch from mine and giving me kisses and generally being very annoying for any time of day, let alone 5:30am.
The only downside to this is that my bed is hardly large enough for the two of us. I’m not supremely tall but I am 5’9, so there’s really no room for him to lay down at the foot of the bed. This leaves space for him to lay next to me, and of course when Auggie is in deep sleep he has his legs stretched out… last night he stretched his legs out and I could hear his toenails scraping up against my wall. He was literally wedged in there with no room to spare, back shoved against me and his feet against my wall. And I was laying on my side. If I try to lay on my back it’s not very comfortable, for either of us, I’m sure.
So I’ve decided once I get my own place I’m probably going to buy a King bed. I was thinking a Queen would be nice, but if all I get is 33% of the bed, suddenly 33% of a Queen doesn’t sound like enough room.
I’m going to be in even more trouble if I start sharing the bed with TWO dogs… then I only get 20% of the bed… wah!
Go to your ROOOOOOOMS
We had the canine equivalent of this last night. Auggie would NOT stop terrorizing Pepper… chasing her all around the house, cornering her if he could, and then humping her.
Well, this all came to an end when he was humping her, and she finally completely freaked out…
and peed on the rug in my room.
After having been telling them to knock it off all night long, this was the last straw, and I crated them both. Auggie found this immensely unfair. It’s not like HE peed on the carpet. Why does HE have to go in the crate. Normally we get one-on-one time at night after I crate her because he’s SPECIAL. Now he had to sit in his crate and pout next to that crazy girl because SHE peed on the floor and we didn’t GET our special time.
They were right back at it again this morning with the pouncing back and forth and play-bows until I ended the game by putting Auggie on my bed, because he kept turning around and diving into my legs, and he HURTS. Probably why she still can’t decide if she really wants to commit to playing with him. He’s kind of like a miniature cannon ball.
Pepper has been living in the smaller crate that I use for agility trials. I am going to one this weekend and am actually leaving right after work, and I like to load up whatever I can in the car the night before… so I got out the HUGE crate I bought for Happy when they were living here and was going to switch Pepper into that and fold up the agility crate. So I had my mom holding Pepper while I tore down the agility crate before I could set up the giant crate, took the agility crate and set it by the door (where it always sits when I am getting stuff ready to load into the car) and looked over at Auggie in his crate and said “There. Do you know what that means?”
Mom: “He’s smiling.”
Me: “He knows that means he’s going with me.”
Mom: “I think he thinks it means Pepper’s going away.”
Little sisters are soooooo annoying.
Auggie with sheep
It might seem like Pepper is dominating the blog right now, but that’s just because she is new and most of the annoying things Auggie is doing relate to her anyway.
HOWEVER… we are entered in our very first herding trial soon – we’re going to take a shot at herding at Sheltie Nationals 2011!
I took some photos while out at his breeder’s house while she was working him, but they are not very good – the sun was setting by the time we got to work so I didn’t have much light to take good action photos. The sheep are in focus more than Auggie.
And here is a link to a short video my mom took.
Crazy Banzai Twins, Part 2
I want to teach Auggie to jump over Pepper. She doesn’t find this highly amusing, but AUGGIE AND I SURE DO!! Actually he did it by accident but it cracked me up so I asked if he’d do it again, and he did, and ohhhh it’s so funny, and Auggie looks so proud of himself after jumping over her back too! Now I want it to be a trick.
And all it requires of Pepper is teaching her to stand still, which might be easier said than done.
I talked to Auggie’s breeder and she thinks Pepper might be coming into season. This would explain why she suddenly and randomly loses interest in food, some of her bizarre behaviour (like suddenly becoming terrified of a photo of Auggie I have sitting down near the floor that has been there ever since she arrived…) and Auggie’s determination to hump her. So we will have to just keep an eye on her and see if things start to change.
Also, at the time of writing this, she is ASLEEP under my desk. Head down on the floor and everything, not sitting or laying there with her head up like a tightly wound rubber band, but actually zzzzz-ing away. FINALLY!
The Crazy Banzai Twins
We are continuing to ruin Pepper’s life. (I like to imagine her as Lindsay Lohan in Freaky Friday. “You’re ruining my liiiiiife-uh!”)
First of all, she is finally starting to seriously think about playing and has even grabbed toys a few times… but the games never last very long and she doesn’t seem to want to actually grab a toy while Auggie has ahold of it (and definitely no tug games.) Auggie thinks the answer to this is to run after her and throw toys at her, and when she still won’t bite, bark in her face and pounce at her and sometimes hump her.
This does not amuse the Pepper.
In fact she seems distressed at the thought that she may want to play with Auggie. She play bows at him, and then immediately looks confused. She grabs at a toy he has, then drops it immediately and looks confused. It’s not really funny but at the same time it is also hilarious. INCREASING DESIRES TO PLAY WITH THE CRAZY AUGGIE IS CAUSE FOR ALARM.
Second, I STILL can’t get it through my thick skull that she is not Auggie and I can’t play with her the way I play with Auggie… She was getting a drink in the other room but I got up to make sure that was all she was doing, and when I walked behind her she startled. My response to this was to make it into a game, so I started jumping at her, all “IIIIII’M gonna getcha!!!!” She was game to hop around and let me chase her, but the game took a terrible turn when our chase led into my bedroom, she realized she was cornered at a dead end, and she then flattened herself to the floor like I was going to murder her. *beats head against wall* So… no chasing games, unless we’re outside most likely where she isn’t likely to end up cornered. (Auggie’s response when cornered, just for comparison, is to turn into wiggly giggly puppy and do his best to squirm past me so we can resume the chase.) Derp derp.
I said I’d give her two weeks to learn to play with Auggie, and this Saturday will have been two weeks. Mom is voting one more week, or at least that’s what she said yesterday. I haven’t asked for Dad’s vote yet. Next Thursday night Auggie and I are packing up to go to an agility trial for the weekend and I’m worried about what to do with her while I’m gone if she’s still here. I don’t know if I want to take her. For one thing I’m looking forward to one-on-one time, just Auggie and me. For another I don’t know if she would do okay being at an agility trial all day, and we’re inside so it will be LOUD… and of course Sunday we are supposed to go do herding so… what to do with her? I don’t know if I want to leave her here or take her to her breeder’s for the weekend or what.
I don’t know what to do about her. She drives me batty by not letting me out of her sight. I’ve stepped on her and tripped over her probably fifty or sixty times just this week because she is always glued so tightly to me (if I step on her enough times she’ll eventually figure out to not stick to me so closely, right? Right..?) She is in so many ways the exact opposite of Auggie and the opposite of the kind of dog I want.
But I love her.
If you didn’t know better, it might look like they’re playing
Hurray!
She’s too slow – and if you only knew the struggles Auggie & I have been having you would think it very funny that Pepper is too slow for Auggie…
PEPPER DERPFACE
What you don’t see is that Auggie actually turned around and ran the other direction around the jump chute to me after this because he finally realized tearing after her at top speed wasn’t actually going to influence her to play with him.
She did actually grab the tennis ball in her mouth ONCE and took a few steps towards me with it in her mouth. Unfortunately as a result of seeing her actually grab the tennis ball in her mouth I started throwing a “OH GOOD GIRL PEPPER!!” party and I think that terrified her, LOL. *facepalm*
Between Auggie, who apparently thinks the best way to initiate play is to divebomb her at top speed from across the yard, and me, who hasn’t yet learned that when she does something slightly brave that loud and exciting is probably NOT the best way to encourage her, I’m pretty sure she’s right – she IS living in a horror movie, and the Crazy Banzai Twins are ruining her life…
Somebody’s in the wrong bed, and More Pepper
The bed with peppers on it and the pink toys would suggest this is not the correct bed for my bad monster. Auggie disagrees and submits the argument that technically EVERYTHING in this house is his therefore this is also his bed.
Somehow I can’t quite dismiss his argument.
Photographic evidence that she HAS slept in this house… this was taken her first night here when she finally settled in her crate and fell asleep.
This is typically the shot I get of her, LOL. I can’t get much further back.
So then I took the same shot of Auggie, LOL.
Monster man <3
She walked away from me for a second. Whoo! Standing by the jump chute (she won’t actually take any of the jumps even though they’re only 4″.)
Comin’ back to me.
Ahhh! They’re standing next to each other!!
Standing next to each other again!!
I tried to get a nice one of her and Auggie together but she doesn’t really listen to sit and she DEFINITELY doesn’t listen to stay so it wasn’t happening. Auggie sat there patiently and waited and finally I just told him he was a good boy, forget it, and he could go play now. Sometimes I think he must be sitting there next to me and Pepper, watching her, and thinking “Gosh, it’s just SIT. It’s not like it’s hard. Just SIT!”
She is settling down faster when I sit down somewhere instead of pacing around like something terrible is about to happen… the first couple of days, if I sat down at the computer or sat down to flip through channels on the TV, I ended up stuck there for a while because I wanted to wait for her to settle down before I got back up. Now she seems to have learned that, okay, if somebody has sat down, we’re going to be here for a bit so lay down and take a break! But she still won’t settle enough to take any naps outside of her crate (and even inside her crate, if people are around, she’s awake and alert)… and she still won’t play with anybody, including Auggie. Sigh.
Two Dogs, One Walk
(Two walks, actually – I took one, then the other, but it was the same route.)
Put Pepper on leash and head out for a quiet, relaxing walk.
Boys playing basketball = OMG. What is that. OMG. That is terrifying. OMG. That is the most horrifying thing I have ever seen in my life. OMG. IT KEEPS MAKING NOISE. WTF.
Dog barks from inside house = IT’S GOING TO GET ME.
Man using power saw in his garage = HE IS GOING TO SLICE US UP WITH THAT THING.
Car parked on street = OMG WHAT IS THAT. THIS IS THE MOST HORRIFYING THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE.
Black man wearing white hoodie = HE IS GOING TO END US BOTH.
Cars on street a quarter of a mile away = THOSE ARE CLEARLY GOING TO COME KILL US.
Back home, get Auggie. Take Auggie out for a walk.
Boys playing basketball = BASKETBALL YAY!!
Man getting bags out of back of car = WHAT’D YOU BUY IS THAT FOR ME?
Dobermans in house barking = HI FRIENDS LET’S PLAY!!
Man using power saw in his garage = WHAT ARE YOU MAKING IS THAT FOR ME?
Car parked on street = I’M GONNA GO THIS WAY AROUND IT, YOU GO THAT WAY, IT’LL BE FUN!!
Asian woman power-walking = YOU HAVE FABULOUS SHOES!!
Cars on street a quarter of a mile away = CAN WE GET ONE OF THOSE I LIKE THE RED ONE!!
Dad vacuuming out truck when we get home = HURRAY LET’S GO FOR A RIDE!!
Choose your moral:
To Pepper, everything is TERRIBLE. To Auggie, everything is AWESOME.
or
Pepper lives in a horror movie. Auggie lives in Teletubby Land.
Needs More Pepper
I purchased… some things.
Pink things.
In preparation for this:
Pepper has returned for Attempt #2.
She is pretty much stuck like glue to me so I couldn’t get far enough away to take many photos of her. I took a few that would have been great if they weren’t overexposed, because like a moron I started shooting based off my settings from a previous overcast day, so I lost about 15 photos before I realized I was off. And yeah, I realize even some of these are overexposed too.
My dog is incredibly undignified.
These were after I took some shots and told Pepper “You’re so pretty!” I guess he wanted to prove how un-pretty he is.
And seriously. Can you blame her for not wanting to play with this thing? I mean really.
Attempt at a pretty Auggie…
Auggie and I have decided we are going to basically carry on our lives as though she is no big deal, and she’s just going to have to deal with it. If she won’t play with him, too bad… we are going to play and she can just sit and watch!
BALL
Ball is smelly (and also it needs some more air put in it.)
Auggie is perhaps a little unimpressed with all this, but he’s being a good sport.
Kinda.
Awkward expressions brought to you by… Pepper!
Another attempt at pretty Auggie.
MOAR BALL
Pepper thought she MIGHT want to play… then changed her mind.
Auggie: YAAAAAAAAAAAAY
Pepper: God you are so weird.
This is just how it is, LOL.
I love that she has white whiskers.
If Auggie were a show dog…
and got his coat all floofy dried out, I guess it might look like this.
Except slightly less deranged looking. Well, maybe not.
Can you see this?? His hair is EVERYWHERE. He slobbered all over the place playing with his ball, then got out his giant sheep and started throwing it around, and his mane went *KER-POOF!* I had to take a picture but maybe you can’t see it very well in photos.
He looks like a moron.
Auggie + Kong = ANNOYING.
It’s not like I call him The Annoying Thing for no reason.
Every night this week Auggie has gone into his crate and lay down to lick and chew his Kong. He spends maybe an hour with it and then he falls asleep.
Now, this is nice. He gets out of my hair and leaves me alone.
What’s NOT nice is the slurping, the squeaking, the terribly disgusting, annoying sounds.
AUGH. SQUEAK-SLURP… slurp slurp slurp… SQUEAKEDY SQUEAKY… slosh slosh slurp slosh… SQUEAK… slurp slurp… SQUEAK-A SQUEAK-A SQUEAK SQUEAK… slurp squeak slurp squeak…
I even put a squeaky tennis ball into his crate hoping he’d start obsessively squeaking it instead, because that would at least be a positive change. NOPE. Still licking and slobbering all over the Kong.
I don’t want to take it away from him because this is the entire point of the Kong, he’s supposed to lick it and keep himself occupied… but UGH.
I’m pretty sure he knows it disgusts me and that’s why he’s doing it. “Don’t want to play with me? Okay. I’m going to go be noisy and gross! Enjoy!” Sometimes he follows me around making these nasty slopping and slurping noises just to annoy me, without even having eaten anything, so that’s why I’m pretty sure he is doing this on purpose too.
The other day I told him I’m going to get a terrorist puppy and make it bother him all day long and THEN he’ll be sorry.
What Auggie really thinks of Valentine’s Day
Valentine’s Day sux.
This holiday is sooooooo boring. More candy plz.
