December 10 - PUPPY puppy PUPPY!
Wow, I'm so in love. Iggy Iggy Iggy (the name he comes running squealing to) is so so so adorable. Watching a pudgy puggy puppy romp around bouncing and dancing and tail chasing, is pure joy. All I did today, was play, and eat and nap, with my puppy. Which was wonderful, except I forgot my hard to get appointment at the mood disorder clinic completely, when I remembered tonight, several hours too late to do anything about it, even call, the black dog of depression bit me in the butt for an hour while I had a self depreciating cry for forgetting, but I've forgiven myself now. I was very distracted.
He's exhausted now, sleeping on my lap. Wait! I'll grab a snap with the web cam!
A very sleepy Ignatius!I know the lighting's not great, but there you have it, one of many poor quality photos of Ignatius that you will have thrust upon you. Get used to it! Iggy got mail today, well, addressed to me, but about him, and mentioning other dogs, and he was very excited about it. I guess I should really get him his own email address. He's fussy in my lap now, he wants me to lay down so he can sleep by my head, or hold him up, so he can sleep by my head, or bend over, so he can sleep by my head. Are you sensing a theme here? So, I have him in my lap, and every once in a while, he wakes up, and looks up at me and cries (heart breaking) then nods off again. I can't give in, I can't have a dog permanently attached to my head. For one, I'd get a sore neck, unless I got two, to balance things out, hmmm.
I had written a big pre-puppy entry on the weekend, late one night after barbie was sleeping, and lost it in a computer crash right before I was about to save it. So I keep on thinking I've written things here that I haven't (People who have had this happen before with Diary entries will know what I'm talking about). So I need to re-remember that stuff. I forgot it in yesterdays excited puppy post. One of the things I remember I wrote about was that I had a column published in Scarlet Letters, in their Report From the Fields section. The link is right in the side bar for Scarlet Letters, you should ALL be familiar with it by now, so I won't repost it here. It looks like I may be fortunate enough to have future contributions there! So many happy things in my life right now, all I have to do now, is sort my silly brain chemistry out. So I don't have all these wonderful things happen, yet spend an hour in tears over missed appointments, and still not completely forgive myself even all these hours later. Overly sensitive. I think puppy therapy is the way to go though, Ignatius makes me feel fantastic. I forget myself totally in him, he needs constant supervision at this age, for housebreaking, for safety, and also because I don't want to miss a minute right now. I'm so in love. I know, I know I said that already. <grin> I feel guilty about getting him a bit though, with money so tight. Little dogs, puppies, are costly. I worry if something goes wrong with his health, I won't be able to do much. As it is, there's the second set of shots next week, and it's coming out of the grocery budget. Yuck. I guess the worst case scenario is hit the food bank, but I would rather have Iggy and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for Christmas dinner, than no Iggy.
Heather Corinna who owns a pug cross puppy herself, has said she'll send hand-me-downs from her lovely little dog, Sofia (pictured at left) royalty, no less, so Ignatius will be off to a good start. (He seemed to like this picture of her best, I'm not sure whether it's all the tongue, or the flash of heart shaped tag, but we was very wiggly). I'm very excited about that, because you can never have too many dog things. Right now he's playing with some cat toys, and toilet paper rolls, and he seems pretty content, but you know, the urge is really to spoil him. I'll need to get a harness for him eventually, but until his second set of shots he doesn't set foot outside the yard, so there's no rush. If I have to I can always make do with a cat collar and lead. Once we have a regular harness, we can use it as a pattern and when he's grown Wolfe can make him a black leather one (I can feel Heather cringing from here at my casual use of cowhide). Oh, and I think I have some black pvc scraps somewhere, I may end up hand sewing Iggy some punky Iggy Pup clothes. Oh no, it's happening, some of the more evil habits of small dog ownership are starting to infiltrate. Mind you, when I had the pitbulls, I did put Cinder in hats and sweaters. Oh the things I confess here.
Well, it's late, and I should probably be wise, and sleep while the puppy does.
Recommended this week :
Well, my original plan was to do something other than two photograph sites back to back, but I changed my mind. This photographer does some truly amazing work. Captivating photography, with real depth, sometimes with a disturbing and dark element to his work.
XO
Kattclix here to vote for my journal please
Come on.... just a little something, money for tea? for Christmas dinner? for toilet paper? for shaving cream?
for a puppy?for oranges? for tampons? for paper? for Mr. Noodle? hooked on phonics lessons? for anti-depressants? For puppy food?
