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Ryder’s First Two Weeks

As much as this was supposed to be a post about Ryder, it is also a post about reality biting me in the butt.  Remember I mentioned in the first Ryder post how puppies are worse than human babies?  Bringing a puppy into the house for the first time in over 30 years (my youngest in the past 30 some years was 6 months) was a major shock to the system.  I’m a night person.  I perk right up at about 10 or 11 p.m. But the Husband has to go to work in the a.m.  So the puppy has to go to bed at a reasonable hour so that he is up with the Husband and getting fed the same time as the cats.  He certainly isn’t going to go back to sleep and he can’t be left running around unsupervised.  And it wouldn’t be fair leaving him in his crate for hours more waiting for me to crawl out of bed. And that certainly wouldn’t help his sleep schedule any.  So that translates into mom, here, having to get up at what, for me, is an ungodly hour of the morning.

Getting a dog sooner than planned meant I hadn’t adjusted my sleep schedule back to a more day oriented routine.  It was like getting thrown into rough water without a life jacket.  I am a light sleeper and thus have a very low tolerance level for sleep deprivation.   My inability to adjust quickly (i.e. go to f@#king sleep at night!!!) that first week was killing me.  I couldn’t function.  And I was getting mad at the dog for existing.  I was ready to just give him away.  I didn’t want him anymore. The hell with having a dog.  I was shocked at how angry I was and how willing I was to consider getting rid of the dog.  I was not in a good place.

As a result, the Husband is going into work an hour later at a more normal time so that I have extra time for sleep. (He normally likes to get in before anyone else so that he has peace and quiet to work undisturbed.)  He is also handling the middle of the night trip to potty.  Unlike me, he can fall back asleep in like 2 minutes and said it made no sense for me to keep trying to handle the potty trips.  Which made me feel bad ’cause I’m the one who brought the dog home out of the blue with no prior setup for it.  But, he was right.  I’m still not sleeping well but the extra I get has taken me from insane to somewhat functional.

Something I’m sure everyone appreciates.

Despite the insanity, some things have gotten done and this second week I have been actually falling asleep by 12:30.  Fingers crossed for continued improvement and attitude adjustment.  It’s been really, really hard giving up my evenings.  Here are some pictures from our first two weeks:

It's hard to be angry with someone who curls up to sleep at your feet even when the floor is hard.

It’s hard to be angry with someone who curls up to sleep at your feet even when the floor is hard.

We've learned that walking on a leash can lead to many interesting places.  Unfortunately, mom is a buzzkill.  She keeps sticking her fingers in my mouth and taking away the rocks I want to eat.

I’ve learned that walking on a leash can lead to many interesting places. 

First bath.  But since puppies get cold easily, I was wrapped up in a towel and rubbed dry and cuddled till I fell asleep.   Nap time!

First bath. But since puppies get cold easily, I was wrapped up in a towel and rubbed dry and cuddled till I fell asleep. Nap time!

I now pee outside when asked except when I'm nervous or scared. Mom wishes this meant no more accidents in the house.  I'm working on it!

I now pee outside when asked except when I’m nervous or scared. Mom wishes this meant no more accidents in the house. I’m working on it!

I like my chewy and my basket of toys.

I like my chewy and my basket of toys.

Dad got out that monster thing that sucks the carpet.  I ran and hid in mom's lap.

Dad got out that monster thing that sucks the carpet. I ran and hid in mom’s lap.

Mom eventually left me to go pat that noisy monster.  I was waiting for it to eat her.

Mom eventually left me to go pat that noisy monster. I was waiting for it to eat her.

I eventually came over to take a look, but I don't think I want to be friends.

I eventually came over to take a look, but I don’t think I want to be friends.

Tired puppies hate missing anything.  But they are no match for the sandman. (Puppies can sleep in the darndest positions!)

Tired puppies hate missing anything. But they are no match for the Sandman. (Puppies can sleep in the darndest positions!)

Mom says it's important for me to stand still while I get my feet wiped off.  I can do this on the porch now, too!

Mom says it’s important for me to stand still while I get my feet wiped off. I can do this on the porch now, too!

I'm learning to play on my tie!  There are lots of good things to eat out here.  Unfortunately, mom is a buzzkill. She keeps sticking her fingers in my mouth and taking away the rocks 'n things I want to eat.

I’m learning to play on my tie! There are lots of good things to eat out here. Unfortunately, mom is a buzz kill. She keeps sticking her fingers in my mouth and taking away the rocks ‘n things I want to eat.

I have a ball to herd. It rattles!

I have a ball to herd. It rattles!

This one bounces funny, but I can drag it around!

This one bounces funny, but I can drag it around!

After all that work, I need another nap.  And this is a really great place to do it!

After all that work, I need another nap. And this is a really great place to do it!

Hope you enjoyed the pictures!

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A New Puppy. What Was I Thinking?

Ryder: Day One

Full Disclosure:  I have a very low tolerance for sleep deprivation.  I have tried to make this coherent.  If I have failed, sorry! 😀

Last fall we lost our dog to cancer.  I knew eventually I would want another dog, but I was planning to wait till better weather. And I usually do shelter dogs, save a life.  But this time I wanted a puppy, not a half-grown or grown dog.  I have been dealing with abused animals literally for decades and this once I wanted to start from scratch and not be cleaning up other people’s messes.  Jake, our last dog, took years to fix and I just didn’t want to risk going down that road again.  Don’t get me wrong, Jake was a sweet and wonderful dog.  But he was a ton of work with a lot of issues that had to be addressed.

So I wanted a clean (ish) slate.  Something along the lines of a Shepherd/Lab cross or a Standard Poodle cross.  Uh, huh.  As I was looking around I discovered puppies from shelters were pricey.  $150 to $300 depending on where you got them.  Wow.  And it was going to be tough to find a Shepherd/Lab cross at a shelter now.  Why?  Get this – they’re designer dogs now!  Shepradors they’re called.  And they are not cheap either.  Who knew?

In the meantime, a friend had decided she wanted a Border Collie.  She knew someone who had one and was put in touch with the breeder.  Finally the pups were born and she went to check them out and pick one.  She showed me pictures of a bunch of really sweet puppies.   I noticed a reddish guy.  She got a cutey with a half black / half white face.

Earlier last week I received a text from her.  Apparently the reddish pup was returned (don’t ask – craziness) and couldn’t he find a home with me?  I hemmed and hawed, should I or shouldn’t I,  I wouldn’t be rescuing anyone, I was going to wait till later, I wanted a bigger dog, etc…  I was going to say “no” but then I asked myself, “A month from now are you going to look back and regret not at least going to look at him?”  So I caved and went to see him.

What did I find?  Border Collies outside, Mom dog and 3? 4? Jack Russell Terriers, and a couple of preschool aged kids sharing space.  Bedlam.  Sort of.  No one was causing trouble, just a lot of noise and activity.  And a little puppy just doing his thing around everyone else.  Mom was delighted to have company, i.e. a new play buddy.  She danced up to me with her preferred fetch item and threw it for me to catch. And even though we were playing fetch in the livingroom, no furniture or people were knocked over. And mom had no problem with a complete stranger handling her.  Eventually I got down on the floor and started playing with the puppy; and handled and pushed and pulled.  He’s definitely going to be an independent little cuss, but he was a good guy.  So I sucked in a deep breath and said I’d take him.  *head desk*

"I don't have time for this!"  I took 6 pictures of this rascal while the Husband struggled to get him to hold still.  This was the only one that wasn't blurry!

“I don’t have time for this! And what is that ‘thing’ you’re pointing at my face?” I took 6 pictures of this rascal while the Husband struggled to get him to hold still. This was the only one that wasn’t blurry!

Did you know that I haven’t had any dogs under 6 months of age since my teens? That’s more than one or two decades ago.  And having baby critters is worse than having baby humans around.  Baby humans can’t squeeze themselves into impossibly tiny places.  And baby humans don’t have the ‘tooth power’ that baby critters have.  So when baby critters put things in their mouth, they tend to shred them.

So many toys! I want them all!  Hey, Saver! Remember that sewing job you did on the octopus toy there after Jake tore it open?  Took Ryder about 5 minutes to find the repair and rip it back open! :D

“So many toys! I want them all!”  Hey, Saver! Remember that sewing job you did on the octopus toy there after Jake tore it open? Took Ryder about 5 minutes to find the repair and rip it back open! 😀

All babies have a tendency to over extend themselves.  Wouldn’t it be wonderful to still have all that excess energy?!

I'm too tired to eat my supper.  A new home is very tiring.

“I’m too tired to eat my supper. A new home is very tiring.”  Ryder takes an evening nap so that he can resume exploring and chewing.

"Mom, he's making banging noises up there.  It's scary!"

“Mom, he’s making banging noises up there. It’s scary!”

"But maybe something interesting is going on."

“But maybe something interesting is going on.”

Future Disc Dog?

Future Disc Dog?

The best toys are free!

The best toys are free!

Nap time.  In the middle of the livingroom floor!

Nap time. In the middle of the livingroom floor!  I wish I still slept that well!

That’s all for now.  It’s been a long six days.  Reality has jumped up and bit me on the butt. Did I mention I don’t do mornings?  *head desk* But I’ll post about that later. Yaaaaawwwn.

A Little Catch-Up

Random Thoughts

The past week and a half has been one of sleep deprivation.  Life has not been cooperating.  It has felt as though the sleep gremlins have been conspiring against me.  I do not function well without sleep.  I can lose whole days to the haze.  I won’t bore you with a litany of all the fun I’ve had.  I’ll just give you the top three: 1)  Weird dream.  I spent an entire night in a kayak on a creek that wound through houses and trees and restaurants.  The really weird part was a strange guy who appeared on the back of the kayak and kept falling asleep and falling forward to lean on me.  I was exhausted by the time I woke up.  2)  Frustration.  Going to the bathroom at ten till four am and seeing my cat shooting out of my room away from me.  I turned my flashlight on to see what was going on and found that the cat had puked all over the bed.  Lights! Action! My rushing to strip the heavily winter dressed bed before the puke made it to the mattress didn’t do much for the rest of the sleeping household.  Later that morning after washing the sheets and pad I went in to make the bed back up and found someone had puked on the blankets while I ate breakfast.  And 3)  Anger.  Somehow, without heavy lifting or slipping or falling I have managed to hurt my back.  I’m sucking on the Motrin bottle, popping muscle relaxants, and walking around with my Tens unit stuck to my back.  If there is no improvement by Monday I’ll be heading back to the doctor’s office.  ARGH!

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As I was sorting through a pile of papers I found this quote from my calendar and it just struck a note.  “Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.” — Henry Miller  It  has just seemed totally topsy-turvy around here.

I decided to take a look at Henry Miller as I’m not very familiar with his work.  I found many useful quotes but this one just fit in with what I’m trying to do this year (attitude adjustment).  And after basically losing a week and a half doing nothing more than just barely what needed done I needed the reminder.

“Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heroes.  Life has no other discipline to impose, if we would but realize it, than to accept life unquestioningly.  Everything we shut our eyes to, everything we run away from, everything we deny, denigrate or despise, serves to defeat us in the end.  What seems nasty, painful, evil, can become a source of beauty, joy, strength, if faced with an open mind.  Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such.” — Henry Miller

Now if I could just get some sleep!

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My son has set up a folder of beautiful pictures he thinks I will like and has set them up to rotate every so many hours as my background on the computer.  When I finished reading my blogs this morning and shut down the internet, this bright and beautiful flower plus bees popped up.  It made me smile and feel good for the first time in days.   I live for summer.  And I haven’t planted sunflowers in years.  I think they need to go on my ‘to do’ list for the garden.

wwww

Life At Our House

I had to take Saver back to school back on the 13th.  You’ll just have to take my word for it when I say her room was a mess and that we did eventually find her floor.  (shaking head)  She wouldn’t let me take pictures of her room so I’ll give you pictures of our trip out instead.  It got interesting for a little while.

Note:  Saver took these pictures.  I was driving.  Actually she took about 76 of them which I weeded down to about 20ish.  I’m giving you 8.

It was overcast but clear.  I love looking at cuttings.

It was overcast but clear. I love looking at cuttings.

Then we came up over the hill and saw this.

Then we came up over the hill and saw this.

And then it got like this.

And then it got like this.

And this!

And this!

Then it started to clear.

Then it started to clear.

I really liked the shot of this tree.

I really liked this gnarly shrub.

And then we could see again.  Sort of.

And then we could see again. Sort of.

My daughter said this picture HAD to be put up.

My daughter said this picture HAD to be put up.

Fur Babies and Other Friends

My son took this picture around Thanksgiving I think.  This is my little food thief.

Me too!

I want some too!

I managed to get a picture or two of my Hermies hanging together.  An almost large Hermie with a smalll Hermie.  Ignore the reflections of Christmas tree lights.

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All together now...

All together now…

Out in the Yard

In keeping with the sunflower, I went in and found some summer pics I hadn’t used.

That's a butterfly bush with a Hummingbird Moth coming in.  I just could not get a good picture of them.

That’s a butterfly bush with a Hummingbird Moth coming in. I just could not get a good picture of that moth.

And one of our summer denizens.

And one of our summer denizens.

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I’m going to leave you with the…

Mug of the Day

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Note:  In keeping with this screwed up week and a half, I have had to edit this post I think 4 times now.  Pictures were added from my media file (WTF?) that I didn’t choose and words/sentences/paragraphs/titles/pictures were randomly being eaten (how many times do I have to put this mug back in?).  Sooooo, let’s try this again.  (Dammit I have to be up at 6 am!!!)