Dawn and the Remote

So.. we are watching TV last night and as usual there is NOTHING on. When this happens I get a little frustrated because we end up watching some sporting event, which most times doesn't bother me, but after all day of basketball, really how much can we really watch. So, I say (very nicely) is there what we have decided to watch? That usually gets me the remote. Well, last night was a revelation. Evidently, according to him, I am the worst controller of the remote. He said he sometimes wants to come over and strangle me. Now, according to him, this is what I do. We start to watch something, usually on Bravo (like the housewives or top chef) or reruns of law and order and than the commercial comes on. Than I begin to surf, ultimately stumbling on something else that I might find interesting, maybe a cooking show or a rerun of NCIS. So we stop there until that commercial comes on when I begin my surfing again. Never returning to the original show, which he says he was interested in in the first place. Well, EXCUSE ME!!! So.. that is when the remote goes back to him and we than watch the basketball game and I go to bed.. This is about 7:30 pm. And you wonder why I drink wine. When I drink wine, I really don't care what we watch. See, be careful what you wish for...

My morning routine

So each morning I am awakened around 5 am to the howls of Delia my 3 month old Berner. She needs to go out. I lay in bed thinking, "do I let her cry or do I go down and save myself the extra work of cleaning out her crate?" I usually get up. Well, once that happens, everyone has to go out. So out goes Fiona and Kendra ( who the last two nights has pooped in her crate) Roxie who barks at everyone, Willow, Frieda and Shiloh. (Shiloh is visiting for Tanner).. So Tanner has to wait to go outside until Shiloh comes back in. While they are out, I begin the puppy process. I make their bowl. Than I move 7 puppies into the clean xpen where they eat. While they are eating, I clean up their box and put down new papers and start the laundry. I let all the girls back in and Tanner goes out. I make up the big dog bowls and begin to feed them. TAnner in the kitchen, Roxie in the puppy room, Delia in her crate. Kendra, Fiona and Shiloh in their crates in the garage and Willow and FRieda outside on the porch. I gather up the bowls and wash them out. By that time the puppies have finished their meal and have (hopefully) pooped. I put them back into the clean box, where they will poop again. ( It is like their deal, they have to poop on the clean bedding) than I clean up their xpen to make it ready for them to go back in. 7 puppies out, 7 puppies in.. all day.. The washer never stops, the washing of the dishes never stops. Hopefully I can soon put them outside where some of the pooping will occur. This is why I don't go away and travel.. I could never explain this process to anyone..

700 poops and counting

So.. we have 7 puppies who poop 5 times a day.. That is 35 poops a day.. And they have three weeks to go that is 21 days. So you do the math.. We have at least 700 more poops to go before they leave. And that doesn't even count the big dogs. I am way over the poops.

So much easier

Well, I spent the better part of last week de-pooping my yard. With all of the snow and ice, it was just pretty much a mess. And than last night another 8 inches. Well, it is just plain easier to deal with a million dogs when there is not tons of snow outside. The little one was nearly lost in the drifts. But she plowed through and made it back. She of course was the only one that ran out and did her stuff to get back in. I like her. Kendra and Fiona just ran and plowed and had a ball. I went inside and said let me know when you are done. I am ready for spring.

Back in Business

So, I have been away for a week. Started off in NY with the Garden. We picked up our new puppy Delia and had a great visit with Tuuli.. The Garden was fairly disappointing in terms of the show, but both Mere and Andrew, Leslie and Tyler came up and we celebrated my birthday and that was wonderful. The week flew by and then the Regional Specialty on Saturday where FINALLY Tanner won the breed. It was very exiting and the best was that Tuuli was there to see it. We said goodbye to her on Sunday.. We hope to see her this summer in France. In the middle of all of this we had some really warm temperatures and the snow in the backyard melted leaving a backyard full of poop. I mean FULL OF POOP. It took me two full days and a big wheelbarrow to clean up the backyard. Wow.. it was overwhelming. Now the babies are almost 5 weeks, and hopefully we get back on a regular routine. Hopefully working out and losing weight.

Lost Again

So.. another week and I lost another 2 pounds. So maybe this no drinking wine thing really does work. This week will be a challenge though. Monday we leave for the Garden. We'll eat out Monday night, and Tuesday ( the big day) I mean my birthday, not the dog show, although it is the dog show day as well, than Tuuli comes in for the weekend. So, the challenge will be to try to stay on track and not eat myself into the weight gain department again. We'll see.

Chew Toys

So, if you come to my house and didn't know any better you would think that a two year old toddler lives here. We are covered in chew toys. Every toy known is strewn over my house. We even have a toy basket that the dogs go over to all night as they pull the toys out and distribute them around the house. Then why O why do they continue to chew on my things?? I have two bad dogs, I won't name names. ( Kendra and Fiona) Kendra more than Fiona.. I think Fiona just goes along for the ride, but Kendra.. OMG. In the last several weeks she has eaten the inside of my work shoes. This is where my 400.oo orthodics are, she has eaten my snow boots. she has eaten the rings off the pool cover and the worst is, she ate the wiring that connects the pump to the pool filter and nearly dislodged the pump. We were so upset with her, that we put her in the crate in the garage, where she proceeded to eat a hole in the dog food bag above her and pretty much free fed herself like a goldfish. Now, you might say all of this is my fault. I am clearly leaving my things around the house for her to chew on and am not keeping a close enough eye on her, and I accept that. But really, the pool pump wire? Why in the world would that even be appealing to her. Well, what can I say. She is a challenge, and I am sure that if she doesn't kill herself by eating something toxic she will turn out to be just a wonderful dog. Getting from here to there though may be the question.