I have the world's best puppy. Hands down. No argument. It is finalized and settled.
Denali is the bestest man's best friend...ever.
Why now, you ask? Let me recount the past two mornings for you.
When I get up for work at 4 am, I shower, get ready and go down stairs for breakfast. Of course Denali has woken up and is clawing at her crate in her excitement at seeing me. I let her out for a little bit to eat and to play while I have breakfast. I also make time in there to take her out for the elimination phase of eating and drinking.
Now, usually, I do a little Bible study while I eat and then do my JC dailies in WoW. By the time I'm done with the second daily, it's 15 minutes after 5 am and time to start the morning end game, which includes sticking Denali in her kennel, going upstairs to brush my teeth and pray with my wife.
Well, the last two mornings, I did the Bible study, but then took Denali for a walk instead of turning on the computer. After the walk, I thought to myself, I should just throw her in the kennel so I don't have to chase her, but instead, I let her off the leash and finished up getting my stuff together downstairs.
When the time came for my 5:15 routine, Denali decided that that was the perfect time to play the "You chase me; I'll chase you" game, AKA "Can't touch this." I figured I'd let her chill out while I brushed my teeth and prayed with my wife and that I'd just have to catch her after that.
So, I come downstairs, ready to leave and what do I see to my surprise?
Denali is in her kennel!!
She got in there all by herself and was just waiting for me. You can bet your last dollar that I made a BIG deal out of it by praising her and petting her before I shut the crate door.
This morning, I did the same thing with the walk, and she did the same thing with the "Hard to get" game. So I did the same thing with the 5:15 routine, and when I came back downstairs....she was in her kennel! Two times in a row!
I'm kind of disappointed that I'm headed out for vacation tomorrow due to the fact that I'd like to see if this is going to become her normal thing. If it is, I would be ecstatic!
Not only does she have looks.....she has brains as well!!
Showing posts with label Puppy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Puppy. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Da Patio!
Hey, how'd that puppa get in there?? Awww...isn't she cute? Denali had a big day at the day spa (groomer) today, and she's all tuckered out.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Denali's shame
Unsuspecting, trusting little goggie.....
Poor little Denali!
We didn't know we were getting a drowned rat!!!
After all that stress, Denali needed a nap!World Firsts
This weekend was full of World Firsts....for Denali.
Friday, we packed up the pup and headed down to Franklin, IN to see my mother-in-law and the cats. My M-i-L has 6 cats, all of which are currently bigger than Denali, so I wasn't too sure how this particular socialization would go.
It turned out to be sort of anti-climatic. The cats sniffed around Denali; Denali kind of sniffed the cats; and that was that. The cats kept a wide berth, and Denali stayed busy investigating one of their mouse toys. Denali's World First meeting kitties was ho-hum.
Saturday was a recovery day, so no World Firsts for Denali. My wife and I did have another Tango lesson....mmmmm....mmmmm....mmmmm! Still liking this dance!
Later that evening, we took the kids to La Trattoria to celebrate my birthday on the 26th. Yeah, a World First for me, that being 42. I'm officially in my forties...YAY!!!
Then, Sunday, our puppy had TWO world firsts! Number one was....A BATH! I'll be posting pics later tonight, but suffice to say, she was not happy. I got to hold her down while my wife did the shampooing. After her rinsing, I could tell why she wasn't happy....she looked like a drowned rat!! Vanity, thy name is Denali!
We dried her off as best we could and brushed her a little bit. And then we took her on another World First....A WALK! With a leash, even!!
At first, Denali fought with the leash, and we thought we'd end up carrying her, but for whatever reason, she caught on to the idea and started trotting along with us. It helped to have one of us walk ahead of her as she seemed to be trying to catch up with the "lead dog". Of course, she may have just been in survival mode to get through the event - I'll have to check her blog or her diary...
Friday, we packed up the pup and headed down to Franklin, IN to see my mother-in-law and the cats. My M-i-L has 6 cats, all of which are currently bigger than Denali, so I wasn't too sure how this particular socialization would go.
It turned out to be sort of anti-climatic. The cats sniffed around Denali; Denali kind of sniffed the cats; and that was that. The cats kept a wide berth, and Denali stayed busy investigating one of their mouse toys. Denali's World First meeting kitties was ho-hum.
Saturday was a recovery day, so no World Firsts for Denali. My wife and I did have another Tango lesson....mmmmm....mmmmm....mmmmm! Still liking this dance!
Later that evening, we took the kids to La Trattoria to celebrate my birthday on the 26th. Yeah, a World First for me, that being 42. I'm officially in my forties...YAY!!!
Then, Sunday, our puppy had TWO world firsts! Number one was....A BATH! I'll be posting pics later tonight, but suffice to say, she was not happy. I got to hold her down while my wife did the shampooing. After her rinsing, I could tell why she wasn't happy....she looked like a drowned rat!! Vanity, thy name is Denali!
We dried her off as best we could and brushed her a little bit. And then we took her on another World First....A WALK! With a leash, even!!
At first, Denali fought with the leash, and we thought we'd end up carrying her, but for whatever reason, she caught on to the idea and started trotting along with us. It helped to have one of us walk ahead of her as she seemed to be trying to catch up with the "lead dog". Of course, she may have just been in survival mode to get through the event - I'll have to check her blog or her diary...
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
PICTURES!!!!!11!!!!
Daddy teaching Denali how to be a slob.
Denali and her favorite...well, only...toys!
Two cuties!!Monday, April 20, 2009
Denali comes Home
YAY!!! We have our new puppy! I'll be uploading some more pics but you'll have to deal with prose for now.
So far, we have had almost all of her waste products delivered outside...yes, OUTSIDE! On Sunday morning, I didn't see the warning signs, and she left a lake in the hallway, but other than that, pretty much all liquid has been peed outside.
The solids are a somewhat different matter as she was able to squeeze out a partial before we could catch her, but the larger balance was always done on the grass...outside. I don't have any illusions that she's anywhere near potty trained, but I am seeing some encouraging behavior...mostly on our part for catching her.....but I'm encouraged nonetheless.
Ok, with the crap out of the way (pun inten....uh, nevermind), let me tell you I think we got the pick of the litter. No, really!
She doesn't whine for her mommy or siblings.
She is engaging and playful.
She (mostly) chews on her toys with our hands/feet being the big exceptions.
SHE'S SOOOOO DARN CUTE!!!!
She loves to cuddle (and bite my beard...hmmm.....).
She sleeps through the night!
And, the biggest thing of all....I think that I'll be able to mount some 50 cal machine guns on her when she's older!! Of course, I'll have to fit her for ear protection and some goggles/tracking H.U.D....
So far, we have had almost all of her waste products delivered outside...yes, OUTSIDE! On Sunday morning, I didn't see the warning signs, and she left a lake in the hallway, but other than that, pretty much all liquid has been peed outside.
The solids are a somewhat different matter as she was able to squeeze out a partial before we could catch her, but the larger balance was always done on the grass...outside. I don't have any illusions that she's anywhere near potty trained, but I am seeing some encouraging behavior...mostly on our part for catching her.....but I'm encouraged nonetheless.
Ok, with the crap out of the way (pun inten....uh, nevermind), let me tell you I think we got the pick of the litter. No, really!
She doesn't whine for her mommy or siblings.
She is engaging and playful.
She (mostly) chews on her toys with our hands/feet being the big exceptions.
SHE'S SOOOOO DARN CUTE!!!!
She loves to cuddle (and bite my beard...hmmm.....).
She sleeps through the night!
And, the biggest thing of all....I think that I'll be able to mount some 50 cal machine guns on her when she's older!! Of course, I'll have to fit her for ear protection and some goggles/tracking H.U.D....
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
/sigh....this is what happens...
....when WoW falls off the table.
I'm tired of EVE; I'm not going to play it any more. Period. Done.
NEXT!
I picked up Fable: The Lost Chapters. I'm almost halfway through it and am not really thrilled with any replayablility that it might offer. It is an enjoyable game...I'm just not sure if I'll be replaying it.
Ok, so that's not what happened; allow me to ramble more before I tell you what DID happen.
Saturday, my youngest son and I went to the Indianapolis Children's Museum to see the Star Wars: The Clone Wars exhibit.
What....a....waste! Sure, the display had a couple of cool things like two outfits from the new movies and a couple of lightsabers. I also realized that the exhibit was based on the cartoon series on TV (and the animated movie), so I didn't expect a lot of the movie paraphernalia.
BUT!!, I did expect more than two hallways of displays that were tucked away in the bottom floor of the museum...I mean, if you advertise something on billboards, shouldn't you be putting it in a readily accessible area? We ended up going through the whole museum before we found the stupid thing! grrr...
As an aside, the comic book collection was better than the Star Wars collection, imo.
Ok, and now for WHAT HAPPENED!!! So, because I wasn't sucked into WoW, I agreed to go down to Martinsville (IN) with my wife to see her Paternal Grandfather and to see her Great Aunt on her mother's side.
Now, my wife's "cousin" (the Great Aunt's son) raises wolves (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111!!!!!) and American Eskimo dogs. So, we were going down to see the wolves, their two pups, and a batch of five week old Eskimo puppies.
The wolves were...AWESOME! Oh, boy!! The male must have weighed in at 200 pounds and stood well over 6 feet tall (on his hind legs). He was HUGE!! He also allowed us to (somewhat) pet him through the fence; in fact, my wife was able to scratch and rub him around his neck, which it seemed he enjoyed.
The female was really stand offish, so we didn't get to pet her.
We did, however, get to hold and play with the wolf pups! They were sooooooo cute!! They were about the size of a full grown pomerainian, but they weighed in about 10 pounds heavier! Talk about solid!! And, we were able to get them howling!! Talk about cute, overload! lol.
And then we saw the Eskimo puppies.....Hole.....E......Crap!!! They were adorable!!! There were four of them - two bigger ones and two smaller ones, three girls and one boy. My wife started...getting attached.
Now, I've known for a while that my wife has been wanting a dog, but our oldest son (who is 19) has asthma, so getting a dog (or any other pet) always been a mote point because of him. Well, I guess my wife thinks our son can handle being around the dog because....We agreed to buy one.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE????", I jokingly asked my wife on the way home. Of course, I'm knee deep in this right along with her because we both were on the same page in getting the dog. We've had the conversation over and over again in the past, so when she decided that the asthma wouldn't be an issue (she's an RN, ya know), I was ready to give the OK.
So, we have to wait about two weeks for Denali (yes, we named her already) to be fully weaned; after that, we'll be able to pick her up and start our new life as dog people.
We are in for a world of hurt....
I'm tired of EVE; I'm not going to play it any more. Period. Done.
NEXT!
I picked up Fable: The Lost Chapters. I'm almost halfway through it and am not really thrilled with any replayablility that it might offer. It is an enjoyable game...I'm just not sure if I'll be replaying it.
Ok, so that's not what happened; allow me to ramble more before I tell you what DID happen.
Saturday, my youngest son and I went to the Indianapolis Children's Museum to see the Star Wars: The Clone Wars exhibit.
What....a....waste! Sure, the display had a couple of cool things like two outfits from the new movies and a couple of lightsabers. I also realized that the exhibit was based on the cartoon series on TV (and the animated movie), so I didn't expect a lot of the movie paraphernalia.
BUT!!, I did expect more than two hallways of displays that were tucked away in the bottom floor of the museum...I mean, if you advertise something on billboards, shouldn't you be putting it in a readily accessible area? We ended up going through the whole museum before we found the stupid thing! grrr...
As an aside, the comic book collection was better than the Star Wars collection, imo.
Ok, and now for WHAT HAPPENED!!! So, because I wasn't sucked into WoW, I agreed to go down to Martinsville (IN) with my wife to see her Paternal Grandfather and to see her Great Aunt on her mother's side.
Now, my wife's "cousin" (the Great Aunt's son) raises wolves (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111!!!!!) and American Eskimo dogs. So, we were going down to see the wolves, their two pups, and a batch of five week old Eskimo puppies.
The wolves were...AWESOME! Oh, boy!! The male must have weighed in at 200 pounds and stood well over 6 feet tall (on his hind legs). He was HUGE!! He also allowed us to (somewhat) pet him through the fence; in fact, my wife was able to scratch and rub him around his neck, which it seemed he enjoyed.
The female was really stand offish, so we didn't get to pet her.
We did, however, get to hold and play with the wolf pups! They were sooooooo cute!! They were about the size of a full grown pomerainian, but they weighed in about 10 pounds heavier! Talk about solid!! And, we were able to get them howling!! Talk about cute, overload! lol.
And then we saw the Eskimo puppies.....Hole.....E......Crap!!! They were adorable!!! There were four of them - two bigger ones and two smaller ones, three girls and one boy. My wife started...getting attached.
Now, I've known for a while that my wife has been wanting a dog, but our oldest son (who is 19) has asthma, so getting a dog (or any other pet) always been a mote point because of him. Well, I guess my wife thinks our son can handle being around the dog because....We agreed to buy one.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE????", I jokingly asked my wife on the way home. Of course, I'm knee deep in this right along with her because we both were on the same page in getting the dog. We've had the conversation over and over again in the past, so when she decided that the asthma wouldn't be an issue (she's an RN, ya know), I was ready to give the OK.
So, we have to wait about two weeks for Denali (yes, we named her already) to be fully weaned; after that, we'll be able to pick her up and start our new life as dog people.
We are in for a world of hurt....
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