Today was a big day for Naiah, there were a lot of firsts today!
My old co-worker and still current friend (and Michael's coolest faux-aunt) Jessie came over to meet me for lunch. No one has been in my house since I've adopted Naiah, I figure that's one way to keep people away! Anyway Jessie came inside today and Naiah did great, so just to push the issue when we got back from lunch not only did Jessie come in, but her niece did as well! And nobody got their face bit off! Yay, Naiah!!!!
Just to continue to push the issue, Michael asked if one of his friends could stay the night (something else we haven't done since April). After her doing so well with Jessie and her Niece, why not? She did bark at Michael's friend at first (she has man issues) but calmed down and was giving kisses in no time!
I had already planned to take her to a home visit for Virginia German Shepherd Rescue today because the lady I was going with did have a dog that was good with cats, and Naiah is. It's the other things I was worried about her getting along with! These people had 2 other dogs and 5 cats, why 5 cats??? Really? Who the hell would want that many cats to clean up after? Anyway, we get there and they came out to meet us. She was a little growly with the man (again, man issues) but warmed up pretty quickly.
They had an old Rotti mix and a young pitt mix. Naiah liked the rotti mix and they did the obligatory sniffing thing and that was all. The younger dog was a bit much for Naiah, he was hyper and wanted to jump all over her which she took offence to and wasn't hesitant to show him.
After they put the younger dog outside so we could talk, she settled down pretty quickly and did well with the cats and people.
I was very pleasantly surprised with her again today. This dog never ceases to amaze me considering where she came from! We will be doing more home visits, I'm sure. I'm thankful for Naiah and I'm sure she's thankful for me!
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Someone please shoot me!
Sometimes I just want to lock myself in a padded room with no noise and just sit. I don't have a padded room, and no one will send me to one, so I'm stuck.
I work with kids all day. Now, I know many people are thinking "but I thought you worked in a kennel". I do, but I also work with teenagers. One of these teenagers is my son, nothing bad about that he works very hard, but I never get any quiet. It's bla, bla, bla all day long! I'm pretty sure that after today my ears are bleeding! I just need quiet.....non thinking, non responsibility, non talking, non noisy quiet!
Does this sound selfish? Probably, but I don't care.
On another note, Naiah and I have to do our 1st home visit on Sunday. I hope she can do it, I hope I can!
I work with kids all day. Now, I know many people are thinking "but I thought you worked in a kennel". I do, but I also work with teenagers. One of these teenagers is my son, nothing bad about that he works very hard, but I never get any quiet. It's bla, bla, bla all day long! I'm pretty sure that after today my ears are bleeding! I just need quiet.....non thinking, non responsibility, non talking, non noisy quiet!
Does this sound selfish? Probably, but I don't care.
On another note, Naiah and I have to do our 1st home visit on Sunday. I hope she can do it, I hope I can!
Sunday, July 17, 2011
It's a dogs life
Well, maybe it's my life!
Today (as with most Sundays) was my day off. I choose to spend my day off with, of all things, dogs. One would think that I'd be tired of handling dogs and would love to have a break from it, yeah I'm stupid!
Since I adopted Naiah, I've been volunteering with Virginia German Shepherd Rescue at their adoption events. I love going to these events and talking to the other volunteers it's actually kinda fun and gives me actual adults to talk to, which doesn't happen very often. (except with hubby)! I usually find myself handling the same female GSD, which is fine because I like her and shes a good dog.
I sometimes hope that when her foster gets to these events, that she's not with him, not because I dislike her but because he's found her a home. Nothing against Shatzi, but I want all these dogs to find a home like I gave Naiah.
The other thing that strikes me at these events is how stupid people really are about dogs, not just shepherds. People will let their dogs, more often than not on a flexi-leash, just come right up to these dogs that they don't even know. I deal with this at the kennel all the time when people just let their dogs run into the office, off leash, not knowing if there's another dog in there! Of course, they do it with kids too, so why not dogs. This is another good reason that the fosters have the final say in who gets their dogs. I personally stalked Naiah and her foster for a month! Thank god her foster decided I wasn't a crazy person (or maybe she did) and let me have her!
I wonder if Naiah remembers her life before being at our house, and is she glad to be here? I also tell Zoe that she has never known what it's like to have a life like Naiah has had as she has always been with us and has never wanted for anything (in my mind anyway).
I'm glad to help the fosters and dogs at these events and I wish there was more I could do. The fosters are amazing in that they can take all these dogs into their homes and still give them up, I couldn't do it! I guess we all have our niche, mine is just helping whomever needs it!
And last but not least, when I got home I got to shave Zoes butt......but that's another story! :)
Today (as with most Sundays) was my day off. I choose to spend my day off with, of all things, dogs. One would think that I'd be tired of handling dogs and would love to have a break from it, yeah I'm stupid!
Since I adopted Naiah, I've been volunteering with Virginia German Shepherd Rescue at their adoption events. I love going to these events and talking to the other volunteers it's actually kinda fun and gives me actual adults to talk to, which doesn't happen very often. (except with hubby)! I usually find myself handling the same female GSD, which is fine because I like her and shes a good dog.
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| Shatzi...she's a good girl! |
I sometimes hope that when her foster gets to these events, that she's not with him, not because I dislike her but because he's found her a home. Nothing against Shatzi, but I want all these dogs to find a home like I gave Naiah.
The other thing that strikes me at these events is how stupid people really are about dogs, not just shepherds. People will let their dogs, more often than not on a flexi-leash, just come right up to these dogs that they don't even know. I deal with this at the kennel all the time when people just let their dogs run into the office, off leash, not knowing if there's another dog in there! Of course, they do it with kids too, so why not dogs. This is another good reason that the fosters have the final say in who gets their dogs. I personally stalked Naiah and her foster for a month! Thank god her foster decided I wasn't a crazy person (or maybe she did) and let me have her!
I wonder if Naiah remembers her life before being at our house, and is she glad to be here? I also tell Zoe that she has never known what it's like to have a life like Naiah has had as she has always been with us and has never wanted for anything (in my mind anyway).
I'm glad to help the fosters and dogs at these events and I wish there was more I could do. The fosters are amazing in that they can take all these dogs into their homes and still give them up, I couldn't do it! I guess we all have our niche, mine is just helping whomever needs it!
And last but not least, when I got home I got to shave Zoes butt......but that's another story! :)
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Sometimes you shouldn't laugh at others misfourtune
In the evenings hubby, the boy and I play with the dogs outside. Hubby and I have a beer and we just chill after a long, hot day of work.
I use this opportunity to work on Naiah's training some. I've been letting her off leash sometimes, however in the evenings, when the small woodland creatures are afoot I have her drag a 20ft. line behind her. I do this because although I do trust her training and my ability, when she sees one of these said creatures all bets are off, so I must have some control (in addition to the electronics of course.
So tonight, she's dragging around this line and doing well with "lets go" (this means walk in the same direction as I am, not necessarily beside me), sit/stays etc. So I have my beer, and hubby as his and I put Naiah in a sit/stay where he is standing. I walk about 50 feet away from her to do a recall.
I say "Naiah come" and she takes off toward me......little did I know that the 20ft. line was wrapped around hubby's feet!
The next thing I know, his feet fly out from under him, his beer goes flying through the air end over end and down he goes! He pounded the cement walking stones right on his ribs, it looked much like slow motion!
Both dogs were trying to comfort him while he was down, none of which he wanted a part of.
I ran to his aid, except I was laughing so hard I was crying so I couldn't talk very well! I know what you're thinking, "what a bitch, I can't believe she is laughing while her husband is wreathing on the ground in pain". I can understand that opinion, and I wasn't laughing at HIM I was laughing at how funny the situation was. If it were me, I would laugh at myself, after I recovered of course!
Now, I'm thinking he's broken ribs and maybe other things cuz his legs went pretty high off the ground. He is so damn hardheaded he won't let me take him to the hospital (not to mention the fact that he's pissed that I'm laughing about it).
So due to an unfortunate set of circumstances, this has happened. Yes, he could have broken ribs, internal bleeding and possibly a punctured lung but he has to be hardheaded and stay home.
Part of the reason for me writing this is to share this once in a lifetime Jackass worthy moment with you, another reason is to have proof that I did in fact TRY to get him to seek medical care!
I will try to stop giggling now! (And I strained my calf muscle running to his aid! :-()
I use this opportunity to work on Naiah's training some. I've been letting her off leash sometimes, however in the evenings, when the small woodland creatures are afoot I have her drag a 20ft. line behind her. I do this because although I do trust her training and my ability, when she sees one of these said creatures all bets are off, so I must have some control (in addition to the electronics of course.
So tonight, she's dragging around this line and doing well with "lets go" (this means walk in the same direction as I am, not necessarily beside me), sit/stays etc. So I have my beer, and hubby as his and I put Naiah in a sit/stay where he is standing. I walk about 50 feet away from her to do a recall.
I say "Naiah come" and she takes off toward me......little did I know that the 20ft. line was wrapped around hubby's feet!
The next thing I know, his feet fly out from under him, his beer goes flying through the air end over end and down he goes! He pounded the cement walking stones right on his ribs, it looked much like slow motion!
Both dogs were trying to comfort him while he was down, none of which he wanted a part of.
I ran to his aid, except I was laughing so hard I was crying so I couldn't talk very well! I know what you're thinking, "what a bitch, I can't believe she is laughing while her husband is wreathing on the ground in pain". I can understand that opinion, and I wasn't laughing at HIM I was laughing at how funny the situation was. If it were me, I would laugh at myself, after I recovered of course!
Now, I'm thinking he's broken ribs and maybe other things cuz his legs went pretty high off the ground. He is so damn hardheaded he won't let me take him to the hospital (not to mention the fact that he's pissed that I'm laughing about it).
So due to an unfortunate set of circumstances, this has happened. Yes, he could have broken ribs, internal bleeding and possibly a punctured lung but he has to be hardheaded and stay home.
Part of the reason for me writing this is to share this once in a lifetime Jackass worthy moment with you, another reason is to have proof that I did in fact TRY to get him to seek medical care!
I will try to stop giggling now! (And I strained my calf muscle running to his aid! :-()
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Save the Drama for your Mamma
Actually, don't even save them for your Mama because she probably doesn't want to hear it either.
DRAMA QUEEN
People (mostly girls - but boys play their part) who like to blow everything totally out of proportion because they either;
a) Want to seek attention
b) Have some emotional dysfunction and it's their duty to make life harder for everyone around them
c) Just simple can't get over it.
These people need to realise that nobody cares about their fucking episodes or what they have to say --- life is hard enough without all the added bullshit drama on top.
So all of us know one of these people, maybe two (if you're unlucky enough) why do these people insist on sharing all their drama on a social networking page? Yeah, you could block them but then you wouldn't get your daily or even hourly giggle at their expense.
Maybe they think you care about their snide remarks and life filled with drama, maybe you do, but really since they have nothing really interesting to say and everything they ever post is nonsense it just makes them look like a tool.
So I say, stop bringing the drama and maybe your life will be better and drama free!
DRAMA QUEEN
People (mostly girls - but boys play their part) who like to blow everything totally out of proportion because they either;
a) Want to seek attention
b) Have some emotional dysfunction and it's their duty to make life harder for everyone around them
c) Just simple can't get over it.
These people need to realise that nobody cares about their fucking episodes or what they have to say --- life is hard enough without all the added bullshit drama on top.
So all of us know one of these people, maybe two (if you're unlucky enough) why do these people insist on sharing all their drama on a social networking page? Yeah, you could block them but then you wouldn't get your daily or even hourly giggle at their expense.
Maybe they think you care about their snide remarks and life filled with drama, maybe you do, but really since they have nothing really interesting to say and everything they ever post is nonsense it just makes them look like a tool.
So I say, stop bringing the drama and maybe your life will be better and drama free!
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
What happened to Customer Service?
Maybe I just don't go to places that have impeccable customer service (it might be the town I live in).
My morning starts with coffee, well if you drink coffee you know that if you get a crappy cup of coffee it f's up your whole day! Even after I've told myself that I'm never going to my corner 7-11 again because they only ever have one person on the register and a line with 10 people in it. There are more employees there, however they are making pizza, stocking the soda cooler, you know shit that doesn't matter when you are in a hurry and trying to get your friggin coffee so you can go to work! But, I continue to go there because when I go through the McDonalds drive through for coffee they always fuck it up.
How do you fuck up black coffee??? Somehow I feel I have to check my coffee to make sure before I pull away to make sure there's not cream and/or sugar in it. I guess they don't agree with me drinking black coffee. At least as I'm standing in line behind 9 other people at 7-11 I know for a fact that my coffee is black, and I can refill it while I'm waiting! ;-D
So that brings me to tonight's McDonalds debauchery. I wish sometimes that I was "undercover boss" or some shit. Hubby and I are going through the drive-thru because to be honest, we are both exhausted and it was hotter than Satan's taint today. Neither one of us wanted to deal with making dinner. Anyway, I place my order making sure I'm perfectly clear on what I want and that it's correct on the screen before I pull to the first window to pay. Pay, move to the next window....then.....
How the hell do these people expect you to carry 3 large teas and drive? I only have 2 cup holders, granted hubby was with me and he has 2 hands, but that's not the point. I shouldn't have to ask for a friggen cardboard tray, it's not metal or plastic or even carbon fiber, it's CARDBOARD! I shouldn't have to beg for it! So I pull up and the girl at the window starts to hand me the 1st tea, which is mine because it's unsweet (that's a whole other issue right there). I ask her for a tray, she retreats back into the window with my tea and then tries to hand it to me again explaining that she doesn't want me to get it mixed up with the others. (isn't this what the little dots are for on the lid?) I tell her that I think I can figure it out and please put it in the tray. So she slams the window back open and out comes my teas. Thank you very much. Hubby said she just didn't want to waddle her fat ass around the corner to get a tray (we are too much alike) ;)
I get home with my food (and teas) and one of the lids have all the dots pressed down, what would you think? WRONG!!! The fat, stupid, inbred, redneck bitch poked the dots on one of the sweet teas! I'm sure she did it on purpose which is fine, as long as it made her feel better about working at McDonalds! Next time I will bring my own tray!
My morning starts with coffee, well if you drink coffee you know that if you get a crappy cup of coffee it f's up your whole day! Even after I've told myself that I'm never going to my corner 7-11 again because they only ever have one person on the register and a line with 10 people in it. There are more employees there, however they are making pizza, stocking the soda cooler, you know shit that doesn't matter when you are in a hurry and trying to get your friggin coffee so you can go to work! But, I continue to go there because when I go through the McDonalds drive through for coffee they always fuck it up.
How do you fuck up black coffee??? Somehow I feel I have to check my coffee to make sure before I pull away to make sure there's not cream and/or sugar in it. I guess they don't agree with me drinking black coffee. At least as I'm standing in line behind 9 other people at 7-11 I know for a fact that my coffee is black, and I can refill it while I'm waiting! ;-D
So that brings me to tonight's McDonalds debauchery. I wish sometimes that I was "undercover boss" or some shit. Hubby and I are going through the drive-thru because to be honest, we are both exhausted and it was hotter than Satan's taint today. Neither one of us wanted to deal with making dinner. Anyway, I place my order making sure I'm perfectly clear on what I want and that it's correct on the screen before I pull to the first window to pay. Pay, move to the next window....then.....
How the hell do these people expect you to carry 3 large teas and drive? I only have 2 cup holders, granted hubby was with me and he has 2 hands, but that's not the point. I shouldn't have to ask for a friggen cardboard tray, it's not metal or plastic or even carbon fiber, it's CARDBOARD! I shouldn't have to beg for it! So I pull up and the girl at the window starts to hand me the 1st tea, which is mine because it's unsweet (that's a whole other issue right there). I ask her for a tray, she retreats back into the window with my tea and then tries to hand it to me again explaining that she doesn't want me to get it mixed up with the others. (isn't this what the little dots are for on the lid?) I tell her that I think I can figure it out and please put it in the tray. So she slams the window back open and out comes my teas. Thank you very much. Hubby said she just didn't want to waddle her fat ass around the corner to get a tray (we are too much alike) ;)
I get home with my food (and teas) and one of the lids have all the dots pressed down, what would you think? WRONG!!! The fat, stupid, inbred, redneck bitch poked the dots on one of the sweet teas! I'm sure she did it on purpose which is fine, as long as it made her feel better about working at McDonalds! Next time I will bring my own tray!
Monday, July 4, 2011
Speak English Please....Happy 4th of July!
Why do the news crews always choose someone out of the crowd that hardly speaks English to interview? I don't mean that they aren't from this country, or they are of foreign decent....nope, they always pick some moron that sat on the dictionary when in school rather than opening it to actually learn to speak proper English!
Makes no sense to me really.....thank god they are in DC and not in my town, it doesn't take the news crews to make the locals around here look anymore inbred than they already are.
Speaking of inbred, let this be a warning to those idiots at the campground tonight....if you decide to let off fireworks until 1am, I will personally come down there and shove them straight up your ass! HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!
Makes no sense to me really.....thank god they are in DC and not in my town, it doesn't take the news crews to make the locals around here look anymore inbred than they already are.
Speaking of inbred, let this be a warning to those idiots at the campground tonight....if you decide to let off fireworks until 1am, I will personally come down there and shove them straight up your ass! HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Go ahead and let your kid get bit!
People are retarded....
I took my German Shepherd to the campground last night for the fireworks. We go down every year with the fire department to sit at Ground Zero and watch and protect the drunks in their pimped out golf carts from imminent danger. Yay for us....
For those of you who don't know, I adopted Naiah from Virginia German Shepherd Rescue on my Birthday in April. So I've had her 2 months now. Three days after I brought her home, I brought her to my bosses at work to have her evaluated to see what they thought of her. They've been training dogs forever and they bred GSD so who better? Well, my wonderfully spooked out girl bit my boss.....not a good plan Naiah, thanks for flushing any hope of summer bonuses down the shitter!!
Anyhooo, for the first month I had her I had to keep her on a leash in the house because my husband and the boy couldn't come home without her getting aggressive....good planning on my part? ;-)
So, I've been training her the whole time I've had her and she's been doing great with strangers as long as I'm handling her.
So back to the campground: Naiah was doing a great job, in fact at one point she was lying on her side in the middle of 5 or 6 people and I looked down at her in amazement! This is the same dog that I never thought I'd be able to have in public! Cool....the only problem she has was with one drunk guy on a bike, he rolled up (kinda) and I looked down at my chilled out dog and she was staring a hole through this guy. He asked me "does you're dog bite" what I wanted to say was "no, but this isn't my dog" but I took one look at her and said yes! (he waited for that to sink in, and rolled his happy ass away).
This brings me to the point of this post, never thought I'd get there right? Why in gods name would anyone allow their child to approach a strange dog without asking if they can pet it? Why do people think that all dogs want to be petted by total strangers?
This is the breed standard for a German Shepherd: The characteristic expression of the German Shepherd Dog gives the impression of perpetual vigilance, fidelity, liveliness and watchfulness, alert to every sight and sound, with nothing escaping attention; fearless, but with decided suspiciousness of strangers - as opposed to the immediate friendliness of some breeds.
This means they are not Labs or Golden Retrievers people they are friggin German Shepherds, they don't want to be your friend LEAVE THEM ALONE!
That being said, there are some people who have trained thier children to ask before approching any dog, thank you parents for that (I trained my own children to do this) but they are still some idiots out there you can tell which ones because thier kids are missing fingers!
I took my German Shepherd to the campground last night for the fireworks. We go down every year with the fire department to sit at Ground Zero and watch and protect the drunks in their pimped out golf carts from imminent danger. Yay for us....
For those of you who don't know, I adopted Naiah from Virginia German Shepherd Rescue on my Birthday in April. So I've had her 2 months now. Three days after I brought her home, I brought her to my bosses at work to have her evaluated to see what they thought of her. They've been training dogs forever and they bred GSD so who better? Well, my wonderfully spooked out girl bit my boss.....not a good plan Naiah, thanks for flushing any hope of summer bonuses down the shitter!!
Anyhooo, for the first month I had her I had to keep her on a leash in the house because my husband and the boy couldn't come home without her getting aggressive....good planning on my part? ;-)
So, I've been training her the whole time I've had her and she's been doing great with strangers as long as I'm handling her.
So back to the campground: Naiah was doing a great job, in fact at one point she was lying on her side in the middle of 5 or 6 people and I looked down at her in amazement! This is the same dog that I never thought I'd be able to have in public! Cool....the only problem she has was with one drunk guy on a bike, he rolled up (kinda) and I looked down at my chilled out dog and she was staring a hole through this guy. He asked me "does you're dog bite" what I wanted to say was "no, but this isn't my dog" but I took one look at her and said yes! (he waited for that to sink in, and rolled his happy ass away).
This brings me to the point of this post, never thought I'd get there right? Why in gods name would anyone allow their child to approach a strange dog without asking if they can pet it? Why do people think that all dogs want to be petted by total strangers?
This is the breed standard for a German Shepherd: The characteristic expression of the German Shepherd Dog gives the impression of perpetual vigilance, fidelity, liveliness and watchfulness, alert to every sight and sound, with nothing escaping attention; fearless, but with decided suspiciousness of strangers - as opposed to the immediate friendliness of some breeds.
This means they are not Labs or Golden Retrievers people they are friggin German Shepherds, they don't want to be your friend LEAVE THEM ALONE!
That being said, there are some people who have trained thier children to ask before approching any dog, thank you parents for that (I trained my own children to do this) but they are still some idiots out there you can tell which ones because thier kids are missing fingers!
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