Revenge of the Turds

I know, it’s not a very desirable title but it’s honestly the most appropriate.

I have cleaned up more poop in the last week than I ever cared to. I have smelled more poop than I ever thought I would before having an infant to care for. I have even smelled it on my dog’s breath…

When a dog jumps into your lap and licks your face and all you smell is doggie doo – you know you’ve hit an all-time low.

I’m not sure what is going on with Miss Ruth, but she poops about once an hour and then, if I don’t clean it up quickly, she attempts to eat the poop. The stairs are her “secret” hiding place. I think I could smell dog poop from about a mile away. I wake up, fearful that there’s some awful pile of brown stink lying somewhere in the apartment. This dog may be a year old, but she’s definitely behind in maturity. She doesn’t even come and tell me that she needs to go out, she just hides and poops. It’s about to drive me crazy.

Instead, I’ve decided to post some pictures of the puppies being cute. Oh, and also of my husband being cute. So, there you go. Happy pooping.

Happy Valentine’s Day

This was our second married Valentine’s Day and we can’t wait to spend many more together! This year, we enjoyed a lovely dinner at Del Frisco’s Steakhouse thanks to a gift card we received for Christmas. Thank you Lance & Jackie! It was a wonderful gift and a very nice night. We don’t have the chance to get a little dressed up very often, so it was really a treat.

We don’t get gifts for each other for Valentine’s Day but we did exchange cards and Blake bought be some very nice red tulips! We also did a little shopping at the outlet mall today, which I think is much better than chocolate anyway!

Callie’s Vet Pharmacy

That’s what I feel like I’m running now, Callie’s Vet Pharmacy.

Not only did Ruthie girl have tapeworms and needed medication but now she’s home from her spay and of course, she has pain meds. Funny thing, she didn’t come home with a cone. She did, though, come home with instructions to not climb any stairs for three days. What do we have right as you walk in our front door? Yep, stairs.

Scooter has been on medication for over a week now for both a cough and some scabbing that popped up on his back paw after a trip to the dog park. If that wasn’t enough medication, I got a call tonight from the vet saying that Ruthie’s sample from Tuesday came back positive for other intestinal parasites and she has two more medications for me to pick up as soon as possible.

I just hope the dogs get better soon and that neither Blake nor I come down with anything ourselves.

So Many Costumes!

Today, we began the process of organizing all of the recital costumes so the teachers can begin passing them out to the students next week. With over 700 students, it’s a huge undertaking but also very exciting! I know the kids will be thrilled to get their costumes. They should be either finished or nearly finished learning their recital dances and having the costumes just makes recital feel even more real for them. In honor of all this costume sorting, here is a picture of me in my tap costume from my very first recital back in 1991. I was 4 years old and we danced to You’re a Grand Old Flag. It’s a little special because this year, I’m using the same song for my own kindergarten tap class. What’s sad is that I still have this costume in a box in my mom’s storage unit…

A Haircut & A Surprise

Ruthie is scheduled for her spay appointment tomorrow but I decided that I wanted to go ahead and get her a haircut before the surgery. I figured she’ll be wearing the cone of shame for several days and I just didn’t think I can handle her long hair for another 10-14 days. I think she’s cute as all get-out with longer fur, but it feels really oily. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m terrible at giving doggie baths or because her fur is just too long. Either way, I decided to go ahead and get it cut. It’s the surprise that I didn’t see coming…

At 3:30 this morning, the dogs woke me up while playing. I thought that since they were fully awake, it would probably be safe to take them for a potty break. Even though it was early, and I was tired, and it was fah-reeezing outside. Everything was going fine until, at the last minute, Ruthie decided she needed to go poopie. Now, it was definitely dark out and I wasn’t fully awake, but a person knows little white worms when they see them. Yep, Ruthie has tapeworms.

My first thought was, “Ahh! Maggots!” I know, I know, stupid thought, but it was really gross. I went back upstairs and immediately confined poor Ruthie to the crate. I didn’t want her bottom touching anything else that would need to be washed later. Then, I spent the next 30 minutes researching the different types of worms that dogs can contract. I decided that in my unprofessional opinion, she had tapeworms and the vet was able to confirm when I took Ruthie in for her grooming appointment. The worst part was that I had to make sure she went poopie again before I took her to the vet so that I could take a lovely sample with me. Luckily, the cure is a one-time dose of medication and it shouldn’t interfere at all with her spay tomorrow. One early morning down, four more to go!

24 Hours

We have now had our sweet Ruth with us for a full day. It’s been a very eventful day with lots of licking, snarling, playing and eating. We love her, but sister needs to go on a diet! Apparently, her foster family had two larger dogs so we’re thinking that she managed to get more food than she should have. We also took both doggies out to Petsmart for the first time together and they did very well. They both ate a treat from the cashier and we got Ruth her own food bowl. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but it’s actually easier to shop for boys than girls. The bowl we got for her was the best “girl” bowl they had, but it’s not my favorite. Not that I should really be picky about dog bowls but…

We were awoken at 7:30 a.m. this morning with the dogs playing, so we’ll see how they do tomorrow. They both were very happy sleeping on top of our bed – I can’t say that I was so happy about it but Scooter eats dog beds so I’m not really sure there’s anything to be done about it for now. The Superbowl is over, so time to watch Downton Abbey! Goodnight all!

Welcome Home, Ruth!

Yesterday, we brought home our newest little ball of fur, Ruth! You can blame me all you want, but it’s really Blake’s fault that we suddenly became a family of four : )

The day began like any other normal day. We left our apartment around 1:30 p.m. and the plan was to run a few errands before heading to the studio where I was to teach a private lesson before ending the day with yummy fajitas at Lupe Tortilla.

While we were driving from one place to another, Blake made a comment about the picture of a doggie I had sent him last week that looked a lot like Scooter. I thought he was referring to the most recent picture, so I went online and sent the adoption agency an e-mail asking if that particular dog was still available for adoption. That’s when I realized the dog was actually located in Connecticut but would be available for transport to Texas if we decided to adopt. When I told Blake, he said, “No, what about that other dog that looked exactly like Scooter.” Well…I thought the dog I had just inquired about was the one that looked like Scooter. So, I started digging through old text messages to try and find the link and I couldn’t find it. That’s when we realized that I had shared the dog’s profile through Facebook, not text. Blake pulled up the profile and and I noticed that the dog, Ariel, was still available. I was shocked, because she was so cute and seemed so sweet, so I sent that agency a message through their website. After sending the message, I received a return message stating that they had an adoption center open on Saturdays until 6:00 p.m. off Weslayan. We decided that since my private lesson was to be finished at 5:00 p.m., we would have just enough time to run over to the adoption center and see if Ariel was still without a forever family.

As we were pulling up to the shopping center where the K-9 Angels adoption center is located, I was so excited! I just love puppies, and I had really convinced myself that a little sister was just what Scooter needed. When we walked in the front doors, I saw lots of adorable puppies ready for adoption. I scanned the room until I saw a crate with the name “Ariel” posted…and the crate was empty. I walked over to the desk set up near the back of the room, scared that she may have just been adopted and we were too late. As I was speaking to an employee, Ariel came walking from the back door where she had just been given a potty break! I immediately saw just how sweet and docile she was but was still trying not to get my hopes up. Especially because the woman was explaining to us that Ariel’s foster mom was very protective of her and they had already turned down one family who had applied for her adoption. They then led us into a private room and handed me a three-page application. Ariel immediately climbed up on the sofa next to Blake and I got started on the application. It was very thorough, and even stated that they would want to conduct a home visit. In my mind, we were not going home with a new puppy that night.

After I had finished filling out the application, I brought it back to the woman who told me that since we already have a dog, they are usually required to call the vet to make sure that we take Scooter for regular visits, immunizations and flea/tick prevention. At first, I was worried because it was after hours but then I realized that because Scooter is on a CareClub Plan with the vet and because we have his Comboguard auto-shipped to our apartment, I have proof of monthly payments on the bank account app on my phone. Luckily, she was thrilled to see this proof and before I knew it, she was on the phone to the foster parents. “We have a winner!” she said into the phone. I was shocked. As it turned out, the issue the fosters had with the previous applicants was that they would be leaving the dog alone for several hours at a time each day. When the employee saw that Blake and I work opposite schedules and the dog would only be alone for 3-4 hours each day, she decided we were the family for Ariel! Blake ran across the street to the ATM and I finished up the rest of the paperwork and we took our new little girl dog home!

So, you can blame me all you want, but if it weren’t for Blake, we wouldn’t have our Ruthie girl : )

K-9 Angels                                                           https://www.facebook.com/k9angelsrescue/                                                              Adoption Center: 5533 Weslayan, Houston, TX 77005                                             Saturdays: 10:00 a.m. – 6:00 p.m.                                                                                 Sundays: 11:00 a.m. – 3:30 p.m.