Day 5: The Adventures of Kayla and Lucy
Miss Lucy seems to have finally hit a funk today. She was actually relatively quiet the first four days. Mostly just wanting to cuddle with a bit of playing here and there. Things even went better with her staying in her bed last night. But this morning started the random barking, and whining, and if you knew Lucy you would know that unless playing barking is rare and whining more so. I think she's in a bit of a funk, missing the family, and mad that it's too cold outside to stay out long enough to play. I'm sure only seeing me for the past four of the five days is wearing on her too. If it were spring it would be easier to deal with, but it's been a harsh couple of winter day and it's kept us from having company until later in the week.
If I had any doubt that she was down today, she also managed to put a hole in her bed and pull out some stuffing. Not a lot before I caught her, but enough that she got a time out and I had to put her bed up. Back to square one on the sleeping situation.
I'm hoping this funk will pass quickly for her. But I do have to work the next couple of days. Say a prayer for us?
P.S. On the funnier side of today, I think Season 3 of Once has some of my favourite Hook quotes. Namely: "Actually I quite fancy you sometimes, when you're not yelling at me." and "I take it by your tone perms are bad?"
Monday, 16 February 2015
Sunday, 15 February 2015
Lazy Day
Night 4: The Adventures of Kayla and Lucy
There wasn't much adventuring today I must say. Although our evening was a little more interesting. I finally won the battle of her sleeping in her bed, hoping to forgo the crate. However, the little Miss decided at 1:30am that it was time for breakfast and to play. Needless to say, a 1:30am Kayla is not much for playing... or anything besides sleeping really... so back to the crate it was. She had a little trouble settling down, and when I finally fell asleep an hour later it was to dream about a break in and someone with a gun coming downstairs. Needless to say, Lucy came back out of her crate. :P Then it was up at 5:50 wanting to go out, and again an hour later wanting food. Thus the need for a lazy day.
So we stayed in our pjs. I suppose Lucy always stays in her pjs. A dog's life and all that. Went back to sleep after her breakfast, and when we finally got up, I went to work making French toast and bruleed bananas. Yummy and comforting.
We looked at the laundry in the laundry room a couple of times, and again decided to put off folding it another day. Much to Lucy's dismay I'm sure. She does love those dryer sheets. And trips outside were few and far between with the super cold weather. But we did play some ball, and she finally took an interest in her bone again for a bit.
Perhaps tomorrow will be more eventful for us... assuming we can get some sleep first. :)
There wasn't much adventuring today I must say. Although our evening was a little more interesting. I finally won the battle of her sleeping in her bed, hoping to forgo the crate. However, the little Miss decided at 1:30am that it was time for breakfast and to play. Needless to say, a 1:30am Kayla is not much for playing... or anything besides sleeping really... so back to the crate it was. She had a little trouble settling down, and when I finally fell asleep an hour later it was to dream about a break in and someone with a gun coming downstairs. Needless to say, Lucy came back out of her crate. :P Then it was up at 5:50 wanting to go out, and again an hour later wanting food. Thus the need for a lazy day.
So we stayed in our pjs. I suppose Lucy always stays in her pjs. A dog's life and all that. Went back to sleep after her breakfast, and when we finally got up, I went to work making French toast and bruleed bananas. Yummy and comforting.
We looked at the laundry in the laundry room a couple of times, and again decided to put off folding it another day. Much to Lucy's dismay I'm sure. She does love those dryer sheets. And trips outside were few and far between with the super cold weather. But we did play some ball, and she finally took an interest in her bone again for a bit.
Perhaps tomorrow will be more eventful for us... assuming we can get some sleep first. :)
Saturday, 14 February 2015
Valentine's Day
Day 3: The Adventures of Kayla and Lucy
I'll say it. I don't like Valentine's Day. Growing up, I never did really. I didn't like pink, wear red, or date. Aside from the cinnamon hearts and the chocolate, the day has always seemed a little depressing. But this year is infinitely better than last year already, because I am not in a hospital, waiting for twelve hours for my father to have a stint put in his heart. Ironic on Valentines Day, no? Almost as ironic I suppose as the number of donuts Randy and I ate for "supper" while in the cardiac waiting room.
Anyway, I digress. Instead of ignoring the day altogether, I decided I should do something. So I took a Disney quiz on what kind of Valentine's date I should have. And I took it again, and again, until it told me to have a Lady and the Tramp date. Seeing as I was already planning on having spaghetti and my date just happens to be of the canine persuasion, I found this option most fitting, and it causes the least imposition. Plus it's cold out and Lucy and I don't want to walk anywhere. Well I don't anyway. And decided it was best not to give her the option. She seems quite content standing at the back door watching the neighbour shovel their deck, while smoking... Perhaps I should tell him about my dad :P
The day is pretty perfect so far. Aside from constantly having a certain someone try to shove me off of my couch while keeping the blankets to herself... I won't mention any names... Ucy-Lay... Shhh! It's a code!
But all the meals today are of the comfort variety. Nutella at breakfast. (I promise there was toast involved...) Lunch is a ricotta and feta filled twister with arguably the BEST mushroom soup from a little place in my hometown. And then of course shrimp spaghetti for supper and chocolate cake for dessert. I'm thinking I'll give Miss Lucy some peanut butter as a treat tonight.
Well the dog of the hour is waiting at the basement door for me. I guess she's excited since I told her that she'd be meeting a certain charming pirate on Once today. Perhaps then she will be hooked... (Pun 100% intended!) May you feel as loved today as I always do. Sending love your way from a chocolate brown puppy and a small town girl. <3
I'll say it. I don't like Valentine's Day. Growing up, I never did really. I didn't like pink, wear red, or date. Aside from the cinnamon hearts and the chocolate, the day has always seemed a little depressing. But this year is infinitely better than last year already, because I am not in a hospital, waiting for twelve hours for my father to have a stint put in his heart. Ironic on Valentines Day, no? Almost as ironic I suppose as the number of donuts Randy and I ate for "supper" while in the cardiac waiting room.
Anyway, I digress. Instead of ignoring the day altogether, I decided I should do something. So I took a Disney quiz on what kind of Valentine's date I should have. And I took it again, and again, until it told me to have a Lady and the Tramp date. Seeing as I was already planning on having spaghetti and my date just happens to be of the canine persuasion, I found this option most fitting, and it causes the least imposition. Plus it's cold out and Lucy and I don't want to walk anywhere. Well I don't anyway. And decided it was best not to give her the option. She seems quite content standing at the back door watching the neighbour shovel their deck, while smoking... Perhaps I should tell him about my dad :P
The day is pretty perfect so far. Aside from constantly having a certain someone try to shove me off of my couch while keeping the blankets to herself... I won't mention any names... Ucy-Lay... Shhh! It's a code!
But all the meals today are of the comfort variety. Nutella at breakfast. (I promise there was toast involved...) Lunch is a ricotta and feta filled twister with arguably the BEST mushroom soup from a little place in my hometown. And then of course shrimp spaghetti for supper and chocolate cake for dessert. I'm thinking I'll give Miss Lucy some peanut butter as a treat tonight.
Well the dog of the hour is waiting at the basement door for me. I guess she's excited since I told her that she'd be meeting a certain charming pirate on Once today. Perhaps then she will be hooked... (Pun 100% intended!) May you feel as loved today as I always do. Sending love your way from a chocolate brown puppy and a small town girl. <3
Friday, 13 February 2015
A Little Less Quiet
Night Two: The Adventures of Kayla and Lucy
I am sad to say that even after finishing Season One of Once, Lucy has yet to take an interest. Although Ruby as the wolf, and the dragon did peak her interest for a moment or two. Mostly she enjoys hogging as much of my blankets as she can. She seems to go from lap dog to ball of energy with a snap of her fingers. We did enjoy a game of fetch for a little while. She was not interested when I offered rousing game of checkers. But that is probably best as she might have tried to eat the pieces.
It was around lunch time that our quiet day got a little less quiet. Lucy became irrevocably convinced that it was time to eat. I guess she figured if I get three meals a day, then she must too. Back and forth she paced from me to the door where her food is kept. And nothing I said could convince her that supper time wasn't for another three and a half hours. It probably didn't help that I slipped and said the word "supper". Silly of me really. You think I would have learned with my own dog that there are just some words that you can not say. Or eventually spell. Must remember to say dinner until she catches on to the word switch.
Anyway, we both ended up eating super early. Or what I like to call, Bonnie time. Basically 4. But Lucy did enjoy dancing with me while I made my own food. Sorry Mindy, but she seems to enjoy country music. ;)
Sometimes I think she has already acclimated quite well. She even runs downstairs first when she wants a treat for coming inside. And she has basically claimed my chair and couch as her own. We'll have to see if she can manage to find her own bed to sleep in tonight though. But sometimes I think she's a bit sad not having more hustle and bustle in the house to distract her. We're sitting upstairs currently, letting her wander to see that we're the only ones home. I'm pretty sure she's laying on the landing on the stairs; either staring at the door, waiting for another treat... or as the loud noise of incoming puppy just informed me, is ready to play with the one ball we haven't seemed to stockpile in the basement. It always amuses me when she can pick up two balls at once. Now if only she'd find an interest in her bone again...
Well her long trek outside in the snow, playing with a blade of tall grass she pulled earlier in the week should tire her out. And she managed to hang up the phone on Dad which I found very impressive. After such an eventful evening she just may want to sleep... in her bed. But first I must bring in the snow bird and see if I can find her under all that misty white stuff. And explain to her that scratch all she might, she doesn't get to bring the grass inside. Night all!
I am sad to say that even after finishing Season One of Once, Lucy has yet to take an interest. Although Ruby as the wolf, and the dragon did peak her interest for a moment or two. Mostly she enjoys hogging as much of my blankets as she can. She seems to go from lap dog to ball of energy with a snap of her fingers. We did enjoy a game of fetch for a little while. She was not interested when I offered rousing game of checkers. But that is probably best as she might have tried to eat the pieces.
It was around lunch time that our quiet day got a little less quiet. Lucy became irrevocably convinced that it was time to eat. I guess she figured if I get three meals a day, then she must too. Back and forth she paced from me to the door where her food is kept. And nothing I said could convince her that supper time wasn't for another three and a half hours. It probably didn't help that I slipped and said the word "supper". Silly of me really. You think I would have learned with my own dog that there are just some words that you can not say. Or eventually spell. Must remember to say dinner until she catches on to the word switch.
Anyway, we both ended up eating super early. Or what I like to call, Bonnie time. Basically 4. But Lucy did enjoy dancing with me while I made my own food. Sorry Mindy, but she seems to enjoy country music. ;)
Sometimes I think she has already acclimated quite well. She even runs downstairs first when she wants a treat for coming inside. And she has basically claimed my chair and couch as her own. We'll have to see if she can manage to find her own bed to sleep in tonight though. But sometimes I think she's a bit sad not having more hustle and bustle in the house to distract her. We're sitting upstairs currently, letting her wander to see that we're the only ones home. I'm pretty sure she's laying on the landing on the stairs; either staring at the door, waiting for another treat... or as the loud noise of incoming puppy just informed me, is ready to play with the one ball we haven't seemed to stockpile in the basement. It always amuses me when she can pick up two balls at once. Now if only she'd find an interest in her bone again...
Well her long trek outside in the snow, playing with a blade of tall grass she pulled earlier in the week should tire her out. And she managed to hang up the phone on Dad which I found very impressive. After such an eventful evening she just may want to sleep... in her bed. But first I must bring in the snow bird and see if I can find her under all that misty white stuff. And explain to her that scratch all she might, she doesn't get to bring the grass inside. Night all!
Comfort Level
Day Two: The Adventures of Kayla and Lucy
Lucy and I bid you good morning! And Happy Friday :D Especially if you have the day off like we do. We are spending the day finding our comfort levels it seems. Really it started last night. Bed time was a stand off. With my repeating and clarifying the term, "your bed" several times before realizing that in Miss Lucy's mind, my couch and blankets were her bed and neither of us were going to cave in our stubbornness. Even with her puppy dog eyes looking up from my lap, and her affectionate nuzzling. So sleeping in the crate was a must... hopefully just for the first night.
We've been fairly productive already this morning. Lucy even helped me with the folding and putting away of laundry. Well, she supervised. I suspect she had ulterior motives. Namely stealing my dryer sheet when I wasn't looking, and exploring the back of my closet.
She had mixed feelings about getting ready for the day. Body spray: good. Hair straightener: bad. But at least now she also smells like Red Velvet cake. It may be a day of conversations. Like the one we just had about my glasses not being toys. She may or may not be sulking at the other end of the couch. Not sure if that's about not being allowed to play with my glasses, or if she's just a little sad about the missing family members. Learning curve for both of us for sure. Lets see what the day holds.
P.S. I remembered to put the blue boxes out! One less thing. :D
Lucy and I bid you good morning! And Happy Friday :D Especially if you have the day off like we do. We are spending the day finding our comfort levels it seems. Really it started last night. Bed time was a stand off. With my repeating and clarifying the term, "your bed" several times before realizing that in Miss Lucy's mind, my couch and blankets were her bed and neither of us were going to cave in our stubbornness. Even with her puppy dog eyes looking up from my lap, and her affectionate nuzzling. So sleeping in the crate was a must... hopefully just for the first night.
We've been fairly productive already this morning. Lucy even helped me with the folding and putting away of laundry. Well, she supervised. I suspect she had ulterior motives. Namely stealing my dryer sheet when I wasn't looking, and exploring the back of my closet.
She had mixed feelings about getting ready for the day. Body spray: good. Hair straightener: bad. But at least now she also smells like Red Velvet cake. It may be a day of conversations. Like the one we just had about my glasses not being toys. She may or may not be sulking at the other end of the couch. Not sure if that's about not being allowed to play with my glasses, or if she's just a little sad about the missing family members. Learning curve for both of us for sure. Lets see what the day holds.
P.S. I remembered to put the blue boxes out! One less thing. :D
Thursday, 12 February 2015
The Adjustment
Night One: The Adventures of Kayla and Lucy
I'm sure it's not a huge deal for most people, but I have the house to myself for a week. Aside from my brief time at University, where I still technically had a roommate and no stove to cook on, this is sincerely a first for me.
I'm not entirely alone of course. Lucy has kindly volunteered to be my trusty sidekick. Well, mostly, since she's a puppy, she didn't have much of a choice but to stay behind with me while the family is on vacation. Although I can already see that she may take some liberties with my sympathetic nature and obvious affection for her. Case and point, she is currently hogging my pillow.
We're both doing our best to adjust as quickly as possibly to our new arrangement. Lucy is a little confused as to why her crate and bed are in the basement with me. And the noises on the TV occasionally make her think that everyone is home upstairs and we should investigate that possibility. I am trying to catch her up on what is going on in Once Upon a Time (which can be very difficult even if you're only half way through re-watching season one) and doing my best to learn to trust her to wander where I can't see her. So far she has yet to devour any of the basement baseboards, or fall in love with Prince Charming, like she did with Sam on Flashpoint. But the week is young, and I have high hopes for her. When it comes to Charming anyway. I'm pretty sure she knows to leave the baseboards alone.
It is a night of comfy pajamas, quiet time, and a mug of "Tall, Dark and Handsome" hot chocolate. Just the kind of night I need after a long week at work. And the perfect start to the long weekend. After all, when you have a Captain Hook t-shirt to cozy up in, laundry can just wait until tomorrow. Hmmm... perhaps Lucy will have an affinity for pirates. We girls do love our pirates. And Hook and hot chocolate are the only things tall, dark or handsome in my immediate future.
Lets see what the week holds. :) I'm off to fit in a couple more episodes of Once before trying to figure out how to either share my pillow with a puppy, or move her to her own bed.
P.S. Mindy, remind me to restock your marshmallows...
I'm sure it's not a huge deal for most people, but I have the house to myself for a week. Aside from my brief time at University, where I still technically had a roommate and no stove to cook on, this is sincerely a first for me.
I'm not entirely alone of course. Lucy has kindly volunteered to be my trusty sidekick. Well, mostly, since she's a puppy, she didn't have much of a choice but to stay behind with me while the family is on vacation. Although I can already see that she may take some liberties with my sympathetic nature and obvious affection for her. Case and point, she is currently hogging my pillow.
We're both doing our best to adjust as quickly as possibly to our new arrangement. Lucy is a little confused as to why her crate and bed are in the basement with me. And the noises on the TV occasionally make her think that everyone is home upstairs and we should investigate that possibility. I am trying to catch her up on what is going on in Once Upon a Time (which can be very difficult even if you're only half way through re-watching season one) and doing my best to learn to trust her to wander where I can't see her. So far she has yet to devour any of the basement baseboards, or fall in love with Prince Charming, like she did with Sam on Flashpoint. But the week is young, and I have high hopes for her. When it comes to Charming anyway. I'm pretty sure she knows to leave the baseboards alone.
It is a night of comfy pajamas, quiet time, and a mug of "Tall, Dark and Handsome" hot chocolate. Just the kind of night I need after a long week at work. And the perfect start to the long weekend. After all, when you have a Captain Hook t-shirt to cozy up in, laundry can just wait until tomorrow. Hmmm... perhaps Lucy will have an affinity for pirates. We girls do love our pirates. And Hook and hot chocolate are the only things tall, dark or handsome in my immediate future.
Lets see what the week holds. :) I'm off to fit in a couple more episodes of Once before trying to figure out how to either share my pillow with a puppy, or move her to her own bed.
P.S. Mindy, remind me to restock your marshmallows...
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