So, we were running late for leaving the house this morning by 5 minutes. Then there was all this brake light traffic on the 95. So, we took a detour.
By the time we got to doggie daycare, it was 7:45, which is late for us. There were several other dog parents dropping off their dogs. And of course, Rudy had to bark at every dog and every person when we were walking in. Even after I handed his leash over to the daycare counselor, he still kept barking. The counselor was surprised at this.
When I was walking out, I noticed that someone had peed on the floor. I'm pretty sure that Rudy made the other little dog do it....
For shame. I walked out of there, hangdog expression on my face.
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Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Not Long Enough (that's what she said)
The day, that is.
So, I thought I was going to sleep in a little today. I didn't just drift off to sleep yesterday, and I always need some recovery time after Sunday brunch, because I'm old and not as spry as I used to be.
So, anyhoo, that sleeping in thing didn't happen. The FP called me around 6 am to tell me the news... he lost his iphone!
Can I say, it wasn't a shocker? He most likely left it in the cab or it fell out of the cab or something.
The "funny" (not ha ha funny) is that that guy always had that damn phone in his hand. He probably spent more consecutive hours holding that iphone and the previous iphone than the number of hours he spent holding my hand in his lifetime.
So, needless to say, I was up for the day. I spent a while setting up the AT&T family map, which is free for 30 days. I got it working, and it said that his phone was near the hotel. So, I made him get up and go look on the street for it. He couldn't find it. A while later, the phone had apparently moved north. I texted the phone (which doesn't have passcode security) and said that I have GPS tracker on the phone and the cops would be coming to find it. A little later, the phone was back in the original spot. It could be a coincidence. Some people reported on a forum online how inaccurate the AT&T family map can be. Or someone could have picked up the phone, saw the message and threw it back.
Anyway, after the FP gave up looking for it, I turned it off.
I went to the AT&T site to see what to do. That's when I remembered, there was insurance!!!
So, I went to the link to make a claim. It had a form to fill out and get notarized. So, this could not be taken care of at 7 am...
So, I took Rudy to the park. It was kind of swampy, and that guy did not want to walk!!! So, I let him sniff around on the grass. We meandered for possibly half a mile, which is better than no miles, I guess. But I had so wanted to exercise him, because I needed to do errands. I didn't want to crate up an energetic big puppy. But, I could only take him stopping and sitting or laying down so many times. I'm sure I gave a lot of people at the park a good laugh. If I had seen myself walking Rudy, I probably would have followed us around to see what other funny antic he would pull.
After the park, I decided that I would just bring Rudy to daycare while I ran errands. That would make us both happy. He got half a day of play, and I got to run errands without worrying that I was taking too long.
After I picked him up, I tried to scrub the algae spots off the bottom of the pool. I had bought swim goggles for the task, which, I have never worn in my life. They hurt my face. But I tried them. But the algae scrubbing was a failure. I couldn't gain enough scrubbing strength in my arm without floating back to the surface. Guess I have too much body fat ratio - because they say fat is more buoyant, right?
Anyhoo, instead, I got Rudy to get in the pool. I got a dog treat and floated it on the frisbee. He barked in that whiny voice for a little while, but then he just kind of gave up and went in after it. It was funny because he decided to just take the treat and leave the frisbee. On his turn back, his nails scratched the fuck out of my stomach. Fucker.
I got him to go in again to retrieve the frisbee, but then that was it for him. He did the rolling around in the grass and running around the yard routine for a while. I joined in, but with my house slippers, I was running like an old lady.
When we were about to go back in, I noticed blob on his head. I thought it was leaf particle. I went to grab it and it was soft.
I realized it was.... a big fat bloated tick!!!
Ack!!!
I had to deal with this now. By myself. We haven't had tweezers in ages. So, I got panicky, and I grabbed a paper towel, to see if the thing would just pull off. I guess it had enough to drink, because it came off really easily. It was so bloated and gross. But then I realized, there was a smaller one under it. At first I thought it was the head, but the big bloated one had legs and a head, and this smaller one had legs and a head.
So, then, I had to find the needle nose pliers. I grabbed the toolbox out from under the sink, and all these spiders had to run for cover. The pliers were of course at the bottom. Once I got the tools back in, I tried to coax Rudy. I don't know if he felt uneasy because of the ticks or because he sensed I was trying not to freak out. So, I kept trying to lure him with treats, but I guess the pliers looked menacing to him. But I finally got him. No matter what, the food will eventually lure him, even if it takes time.
Luckily, the thing came right off, and I was pretty sure I got the whole thing. I put it in a ziploc baggie, just in case. Then I called the vet to ask what the deal was. Basically, they said, make sure to get the ticks off asap. They said that flea and tick meds really don't repel ticks. They should eventually die though, but it's better to just get rid of them and treat the yard for them. So, I guess I'm going to have to do a little yard maintenance, even though it wasn't on the agenda for the day.....
even though the thought of going out there gives me the willies and the itchies!
So, I thought I was going to sleep in a little today. I didn't just drift off to sleep yesterday, and I always need some recovery time after Sunday brunch, because I'm old and not as spry as I used to be.
So, anyhoo, that sleeping in thing didn't happen. The FP called me around 6 am to tell me the news... he lost his iphone!
Can I say, it wasn't a shocker? He most likely left it in the cab or it fell out of the cab or something.
The "funny" (not ha ha funny) is that that guy always had that damn phone in his hand. He probably spent more consecutive hours holding that iphone and the previous iphone than the number of hours he spent holding my hand in his lifetime.
So, needless to say, I was up for the day. I spent a while setting up the AT&T family map, which is free for 30 days. I got it working, and it said that his phone was near the hotel. So, I made him get up and go look on the street for it. He couldn't find it. A while later, the phone had apparently moved north. I texted the phone (which doesn't have passcode security) and said that I have GPS tracker on the phone and the cops would be coming to find it. A little later, the phone was back in the original spot. It could be a coincidence. Some people reported on a forum online how inaccurate the AT&T family map can be. Or someone could have picked up the phone, saw the message and threw it back.
Anyway, after the FP gave up looking for it, I turned it off.
I went to the AT&T site to see what to do. That's when I remembered, there was insurance!!!
So, I went to the link to make a claim. It had a form to fill out and get notarized. So, this could not be taken care of at 7 am...
So, I took Rudy to the park. It was kind of swampy, and that guy did not want to walk!!! So, I let him sniff around on the grass. We meandered for possibly half a mile, which is better than no miles, I guess. But I had so wanted to exercise him, because I needed to do errands. I didn't want to crate up an energetic big puppy. But, I could only take him stopping and sitting or laying down so many times. I'm sure I gave a lot of people at the park a good laugh. If I had seen myself walking Rudy, I probably would have followed us around to see what other funny antic he would pull.
After the park, I decided that I would just bring Rudy to daycare while I ran errands. That would make us both happy. He got half a day of play, and I got to run errands without worrying that I was taking too long.
After I picked him up, I tried to scrub the algae spots off the bottom of the pool. I had bought swim goggles for the task, which, I have never worn in my life. They hurt my face. But I tried them. But the algae scrubbing was a failure. I couldn't gain enough scrubbing strength in my arm without floating back to the surface. Guess I have too much body fat ratio - because they say fat is more buoyant, right?
Anyhoo, instead, I got Rudy to get in the pool. I got a dog treat and floated it on the frisbee. He barked in that whiny voice for a little while, but then he just kind of gave up and went in after it. It was funny because he decided to just take the treat and leave the frisbee. On his turn back, his nails scratched the fuck out of my stomach. Fucker.
I got him to go in again to retrieve the frisbee, but then that was it for him. He did the rolling around in the grass and running around the yard routine for a while. I joined in, but with my house slippers, I was running like an old lady.
When we were about to go back in, I noticed blob on his head. I thought it was leaf particle. I went to grab it and it was soft.
I realized it was.... a big fat bloated tick!!!
Ack!!!
I had to deal with this now. By myself. We haven't had tweezers in ages. So, I got panicky, and I grabbed a paper towel, to see if the thing would just pull off. I guess it had enough to drink, because it came off really easily. It was so bloated and gross. But then I realized, there was a smaller one under it. At first I thought it was the head, but the big bloated one had legs and a head, and this smaller one had legs and a head.
So, then, I had to find the needle nose pliers. I grabbed the toolbox out from under the sink, and all these spiders had to run for cover. The pliers were of course at the bottom. Once I got the tools back in, I tried to coax Rudy. I don't know if he felt uneasy because of the ticks or because he sensed I was trying not to freak out. So, I kept trying to lure him with treats, but I guess the pliers looked menacing to him. But I finally got him. No matter what, the food will eventually lure him, even if it takes time.
Luckily, the thing came right off, and I was pretty sure I got the whole thing. I put it in a ziploc baggie, just in case. Then I called the vet to ask what the deal was. Basically, they said, make sure to get the ticks off asap. They said that flea and tick meds really don't repel ticks. They should eventually die though, but it's better to just get rid of them and treat the yard for them. So, I guess I'm going to have to do a little yard maintenance, even though it wasn't on the agenda for the day.....
even though the thought of going out there gives me the willies and the itchies!
Sunday, June 3, 2012
comparing doggie daycare
So, I think the whole idea of doggie daycare is pretty interesting. Like the business can try to make an environment that the dogs feel more comfortable with, or one that the parents feel more comfortable with, or hopefully something in between.
So, good ole Rudy is making the tour. He's been to 3 different doggie daycares to date, and I don't necessarily want to take him to many more, but because of location and hours, we've had to try these different ones.
So, the first one is the one in Fort Lauderdale, which is on the way to work. Camp Canine. He went there 3 days in a row, and he loved it. This one smelled like dog pee and deodorizer. We didn't get to see the outside area because you would have to go through the big dog room to go out, but, you know, it had these fancy kennel areas and these rooms with lots o dogs playing with the "camp counselors." There was also a cat room where they would let cats roam out of the kennel one at a time.
The one in Hollywood, he's been to once. Camp Canine Hollywood. So, this one smells cleaner. The kennel area seems more.. SPCAish. Old SPCAish, not like the fancy ones that have doggie and kitty condos with cool furniture, more like cages. This one was smaller, but less dogs go here.
So, the new place that we took him to today was called Petropolis. It is off of Dixie Highway, which is a more shady area. So it's in this nondescript building with no windows. When you walk in, you are hit with the smell of dog and piss and more piss. The small dog enclosure is right there in the front room and they are all really barky and there is like used dog beds and stuff.
The outside area though, was better than the Camp Canine outside area that we saw in Hollywood. The Camp Canine had astroturf and it wasn't very big. The Petropolis outside area was fairly big. It was like a dog park in the backyard. It had lots of grass, chairs and enrichment structures and a fire hydrant on the top of a little hill. It was... earthy. The owner is this shaggy hippie looking soft spoken guy. When we brought Rudy in to see how he would fare, it was like an episode of the Dog Whisperer. We took him to the outside area, and then the owner introduced one dog, then another, then a few more, then some more. Pretty soon, there were a bunch of big dogs all chasing him and smelling him. He definitely got a little overwhelmed. One big dog started getting a little rough with him, and the owner had to pull him off and put him back in. He didn't look like he was going to actually hurt Rudy, I don't think, he just was trying to show him that he was boss, I think.
Anyway, we took him back today for the longest daycare ever. from 7 am to 5:20 pm. He was in with the little dogs. When the counselor opened the gate, he ran out. I don't know if he actually knew we were there or he was ready to get out of dodge. There were still a lot of dogs there - I don't know if they were staying for the weekend or if they were rescue dogs, but there seemed to be a lot of them from the day before. And they were all so rambunctious.
So, Petropolis seems a little weird, but he seems just as happy (from what we see) at that one as at the others. Although, I don't think we will be taking him here unless we need to on Sundays, because they open earlier. This place is the most inconvenient because of it's location, and we already bought several day passes for the other two places as well...
I never thought I would necessarily be one of those people who brought their dogs to daycare. I mean, it's not cheap, and tons of people have dogs that they just leave at home all day to roam free.
I can't ever imagine this guy being trustworthy enough to be able to stay home out of the crate alone!
So, good ole Rudy is making the tour. He's been to 3 different doggie daycares to date, and I don't necessarily want to take him to many more, but because of location and hours, we've had to try these different ones.
So, the first one is the one in Fort Lauderdale, which is on the way to work. Camp Canine. He went there 3 days in a row, and he loved it. This one smelled like dog pee and deodorizer. We didn't get to see the outside area because you would have to go through the big dog room to go out, but, you know, it had these fancy kennel areas and these rooms with lots o dogs playing with the "camp counselors." There was also a cat room where they would let cats roam out of the kennel one at a time.
The one in Hollywood, he's been to once. Camp Canine Hollywood. So, this one smells cleaner. The kennel area seems more.. SPCAish. Old SPCAish, not like the fancy ones that have doggie and kitty condos with cool furniture, more like cages. This one was smaller, but less dogs go here.
So, the new place that we took him to today was called Petropolis. It is off of Dixie Highway, which is a more shady area. So it's in this nondescript building with no windows. When you walk in, you are hit with the smell of dog and piss and more piss. The small dog enclosure is right there in the front room and they are all really barky and there is like used dog beds and stuff.
The outside area though, was better than the Camp Canine outside area that we saw in Hollywood. The Camp Canine had astroturf and it wasn't very big. The Petropolis outside area was fairly big. It was like a dog park in the backyard. It had lots of grass, chairs and enrichment structures and a fire hydrant on the top of a little hill. It was... earthy. The owner is this shaggy hippie looking soft spoken guy. When we brought Rudy in to see how he would fare, it was like an episode of the Dog Whisperer. We took him to the outside area, and then the owner introduced one dog, then another, then a few more, then some more. Pretty soon, there were a bunch of big dogs all chasing him and smelling him. He definitely got a little overwhelmed. One big dog started getting a little rough with him, and the owner had to pull him off and put him back in. He didn't look like he was going to actually hurt Rudy, I don't think, he just was trying to show him that he was boss, I think.
Anyway, we took him back today for the longest daycare ever. from 7 am to 5:20 pm. He was in with the little dogs. When the counselor opened the gate, he ran out. I don't know if he actually knew we were there or he was ready to get out of dodge. There were still a lot of dogs there - I don't know if they were staying for the weekend or if they were rescue dogs, but there seemed to be a lot of them from the day before. And they were all so rambunctious.
So, Petropolis seems a little weird, but he seems just as happy (from what we see) at that one as at the others. Although, I don't think we will be taking him here unless we need to on Sundays, because they open earlier. This place is the most inconvenient because of it's location, and we already bought several day passes for the other two places as well...
I never thought I would necessarily be one of those people who brought their dogs to daycare. I mean, it's not cheap, and tons of people have dogs that they just leave at home all day to roam free.
I can't ever imagine this guy being trustworthy enough to be able to stay home out of the crate alone!
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Hmmm...
I guess I didn't post yesterday! I don't recall... I do recall that the FP had to get a last minute trip to his sister's. His mom is there and they got a lot of drama going on, so they pretty much made him go. So, I guess I was helping him find a flight or something.
Anyway, today was a big day.
The first day that the FP left me with just the four legged friends overnight.
The first day the pup went to daycare.
So, being the first day, it was half price - a test run. It's not cheap, but I think it may be a lifesaver, unless we get friends with dogs who want to take him when we can't be home all day with him.
I gotta say, it was nice to unload him for a while. I was nervous. Yesterday, we took him to the dog park. It was earlier than usual and it was sunny and muggy and there were all different dogs and people.
There was one guy with scruffy looking dogs. He had his backpack there on the bench next to him. All the dogs kept sniffing the backpack. Then Rudy noticed it. And he was all trying to get at some food in a pouch, along with other dogs. But, he started to bark and was getting aggressive. So I had to pull him off by his collar and pull him away to calm him down. One guy called, "Put him down, show him who's boss." We just walked it off instead. I wouldn't be told by some guy I didn't know what to do.
What was the guy doing bringing food into the park anyway? You aren't supposed to bring food into the park for the exact reason that dogs may get aggressive. I don't know if he was homeless or what, but he should have known better. But then we felt like we should leave.
So, we went to walk around the park. And then we found the dog swim, which was pretty cool There was a little black dog who looked older, but she was the same size as Rudy. Then there was a big pretty black Newfoundland. They were chasing Rudy, and he kept hiding under our bench, which was scary with a big huge wet black furry dog coming bounding at us. So, at least the day was somewhat redeemed, although when we were walking back to the car he was biting the leash.
So, you can see why I was a little nervous bringing him to the doggie daycare. When the woman took him in, he kept jumping up at her, which was disheartening. And then she put an ID band on him, and he whined when she did it. At least he didn't bite her.
Anyway, needless to say, he probably had a ball. Well, I know he did, probably literally and figuratively. He was so hungry that he didn't want to eat during lunchtime. That never happens!
So, hopefully it will go well tomorrow when I drop him off before work!
Anyway, today was a big day.
The first day that the FP left me with just the four legged friends overnight.
The first day the pup went to daycare.
So, being the first day, it was half price - a test run. It's not cheap, but I think it may be a lifesaver, unless we get friends with dogs who want to take him when we can't be home all day with him.
I gotta say, it was nice to unload him for a while. I was nervous. Yesterday, we took him to the dog park. It was earlier than usual and it was sunny and muggy and there were all different dogs and people.
There was one guy with scruffy looking dogs. He had his backpack there on the bench next to him. All the dogs kept sniffing the backpack. Then Rudy noticed it. And he was all trying to get at some food in a pouch, along with other dogs. But, he started to bark and was getting aggressive. So I had to pull him off by his collar and pull him away to calm him down. One guy called, "Put him down, show him who's boss." We just walked it off instead. I wouldn't be told by some guy I didn't know what to do.
What was the guy doing bringing food into the park anyway? You aren't supposed to bring food into the park for the exact reason that dogs may get aggressive. I don't know if he was homeless or what, but he should have known better. But then we felt like we should leave.
So, we went to walk around the park. And then we found the dog swim, which was pretty cool There was a little black dog who looked older, but she was the same size as Rudy. Then there was a big pretty black Newfoundland. They were chasing Rudy, and he kept hiding under our bench, which was scary with a big huge wet black furry dog coming bounding at us. So, at least the day was somewhat redeemed, although when we were walking back to the car he was biting the leash.
So, you can see why I was a little nervous bringing him to the doggie daycare. When the woman took him in, he kept jumping up at her, which was disheartening. And then she put an ID band on him, and he whined when she did it. At least he didn't bite her.
Anyway, needless to say, he probably had a ball. Well, I know he did, probably literally and figuratively. He was so hungry that he didn't want to eat during lunchtime. That never happens!
So, hopefully it will go well tomorrow when I drop him off before work!
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