The pup I cared for yesterday, and my husband, display similar qualities and differences. First I must say that several hours with the pup sent me to nap from dinner-time until 1:00 in the morning! I laid down for a few minutes, my husband came in and placed a blanket over me and I crashed for hours.
He also is perfecting spaghetti with meat sauce. Yes, this from a guy who can’t make a grilled cheese sandwich. It’s pasta from a box, good sauce from a jar and lately summer sausage, He is called the Human Tornado because of the mess he makes everywhere he goes. But after puppy terror he learned to do the dishes, wipe up, and even run the dishwasher, first time in 14 years! Thanks, pup!
I do have great hopes for Mr. H, the pup. He has potential to be a fantastic dog if his folks take a firm hand and turn his headstrong nature to learning and being useful. One year our old Zoe was barking at a female parking attendant below our loft. We got her a backpack and my husband had it tailored for her unique frame. Then we loaded it with 8 oz. water bottles and walked out to the parking lot attendant and gave her a bottle of water. Three days in a row. Zoe never barked at her again. She is a herder. We gave her a job.
Learning from errors. Hard-headedness has its place, so does the ability to learn new ways and learn from mistakes. He ruined my new sweater. Can I take these teeny bandages off the needle-teeth marks now? H is going to be nearly twice the size of Zoe, who is now her “great Aunt,” and needs a firm hand (leash control and responding to NO) and training so he doesn’t pull his owners around the block when he’s 50 lbs.
That’s all from Camp Dee, Canine Station 101. Dee
ps Thanks to the miracle workers at Nature’s Miracle. No, they don’t give me anything but are wonderful for occasional pet clean-ups. I only use it on the bed for Zoe every couple of years when she eats something icky from the sidewalk, but five pees in four hours was amazing as H kept looking at where he’d gone before and couldn’t smell it. Perhaps he was just marking territory and I kept erasing it……
Cooking with Dee 
Demolishing
We’ve found that there are housing opportunities at the Grand Canyon. Yes, we will have public hearings and never listen, then we’ll blow it up, use the rock for a base and build McMansions. We’ll blast out the sides to allow Hummers, Caddies, Mercedes and even the occasional Rolls Royce to go to their multiple garages.
Don’t think of it as destroying a national treasure, it’s progress. What else are the people of the USA going to do with it? Just look, take pictures and ride a mule and camp? There will be no camping here, nor photos. Our security staff will make sure no-one takes a photo of our kids swimming in our pool.
Now yada yada yada we have to listen to a bunch of people who think they care about the Grand Canyon. Please don’t get anywhere near my suit or tie. That little baby just threw up on me! Arrest that baby! This is an Armani suit. Who are these Americans obsessed with natural and other treasures, anyway? Just give me three garages, six bedrooms, seven baths and a wine cave. Blow up the Grand Canyon and I’ll have my home built right away. Enough of “public comment.”
It’s going down. My people say it’s a lock. If we have to kill a few more (in the press), just do it!
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So goes it for items on the list to retain via the National Trust for Historic Preservation. Hopefully last thought of the day, except perhaps speaking with my husband who is miles away. Not so Cheery, Dee
Here’s to Teddy Roosevelt, National Parks. Dee
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