Christmas 2013

I should have been writing this blog for the past several days as I have been experiencing Christmas from a dogs point of view. Well actually it is if it is on the floor it is fair game. It started with me wrapping presents and bows disappearing. I had to keep finding ways to wrestle them back from her. Needless to say when you wrestle a bow back from a dog you do not wish to put it on a package, but I did not want her to ingest the glue of the back of the tab. The second problem came when I started to put up our tree. I am allergic to pine so I have an artificial tree, with lights already strung. First I had to get it in the door, while Kai jumped all over the bag trying to bite it. Then it was putting the three pieces together and connecting the lights while Kai crawled under the tree with me. Once I got all connected and started fluffing the branches Kai started helping by biting them. I finally got her to stop and I plugged in the lights, a couple of head turns and ear perks, and she went straight for a blue light. I got her before she chomped. Tree skirt down and then back up again. Kai found out that not only could she pull it away from the tree but she could run and slide on the tree skirt and go under the tree. Several times at this game and the tree skirt was put away. I decided to wait to put the ornaments on. Third problem, ornaments finally on the tree. I thought she would be all over them, but she is only really interested in what we have deemed evil Santa. It is a Santa ornament that I forgot about and when I pulled it out we were instantly thinking there is a problem with this Santa. Kai must think so to because it is the only ornament peaking her interest. She goes up and pokes at it with her nose. Actually, there is another ornament that has feathers and I have found several on the floor. Since she has a problem with anything hanging I thought the tree would be on the floor but she has kept a good distance away from the tree. Maybe she actually learned a lesson when I told her no. Christmas morning, Kai gets treats from an Aunt and a stocking from us, she is very content with all her things and is quite happy sharing in our morning. She has decided that the ribbons and bows are for her to take apart as well as any boxes left too long on the floor. She still has not taken the tree on and she has left everyone's gifts alone. She has finally pooped out and is lying on my back after she kicked me out of my chair and I sat back down in front of her. I really love this dog.

Clumsy Human

We were out on a walk one drizzly day when quite to my surprise a mud puddle lay. Me in my cold weather gear and Kai on her leash were strolling along at our usual pace. When up went my legs and down to the ground I fell with a whoosh, will my dog be found. I rolled over onto my back to see my dog hovering over my nose, she looked quite shocked, "Get up clumsy human we haven't finished our walk." I told her it was time to go home, realized my ankle was not very happy, though I hobbled quite gracefully. The bridge of my nose betrayed me, as my glasses had pounded into my face, and blood trickled down like lace. I had mud on my legs and looked quite weird, all the cars that went by kept moving don't blame them. My husband said I must have looked like the homeless, but that made me sad why judge by my mudness. My dog stayed beside me and didn't bother the squirrels, we arrived to my house, I did my assessment, no broken bones, just sore in some places, though I look like some boxers who got punched in their faces. Kai does not care she has let me be and occasionally licks my sore knee. Though she I am sure she has in her head, "Clumsy Human go to bed."

Kai the Christmas Tooth Monster

How do you get your dog to stop destroying things you are trying to do? I started pulling out my Christmas decorations yesterday, the next thing I know my dog is in the middle of the wreaths. Now I use fake wreaths so I do not et pine needles everywhere and also because I have pine allergies. So now I have a mess of fake pine needles all over my floor. She has also grabbed my bows and nicely deconstructed them. Every time I find myself occupied, she finds something to tear up. Now I do not mind her tearing up my bills, but only after I have paid them. Nothing escapes the Christmas tooth monster, bills, bow, fake flowers, wrapping paper, and the usual things she likes to tear up. Now she is after my camera. I know she is bored and usually we take a walk but it is freezing outside. What is going to happen when I put up the tree, utter chaos is my guess. I think I will wait until Christmas Eve, or just put unbreakable ornaments, because while visions of sugar plums should dance in my head, I have visions of a falling tree. Can anyone say TIMBER?