Ringin' in my head

OMFG it's fucking spring already. Our 2am dog walk was made more interesting than I really like by unbelievably loud unearthly tortured screeching coming from the Big Park direction - February's first fox fuckfest. And there are fucking crocuses in bloom. Where was my fucking WINTER, you bastards? WHERE'S MY SNOW?

*sulks*

I've noticed something about Squish. When I hand out sausage (for the random sits and recalls and Watch Mes that I do all the time) he not only keeps track of how many pieces he's had vs. how many pieces Spike has had (and gives me a Squishy heartbroken look if he feels he's been shorted), but he does not count pieces that get dropped on the floor. He always eats them, but evidently if he's hoovered it off the floor it's forage and not a reward, and therefore means he's entitled to another piece. I am harbouring a cute spotted barrack-room lawyer.

Ringin' in my head

OMFG it's fucking spring already. Our 2am dog walk was made more interesting than I really like by unbelievably loud unearthly tortured screeching coming from the Big Park direction - February's first fox fuckfest. And there are fucking crocuses in bloom. Where was my fucking WINTER, you bastards? WHERE'S MY SNOW?

*sulks*

I've noticed something about Squish. When I hand out sausage (for the random sits and recalls and Watch Mes that I do all the time) he not only keeps track of how many pieces he's had vs. how many pieces Spike has had (and gives me a Squishy heartbroken look if he feels he's been shorted), but he does not count pieces that get dropped on the floor. He always eats them, but evidently if he's hoovered it off the floor it's forage and not a reward, and therefore means he's entitled to another piece. I am harbouring a cute spotted barrack-room lawyer.

Love hurts, love scars; love wounds and marks

Ow. Spike bites are usually crushing bruising injuries without breaking the skin, on account of his blunted teeth, but I guess he caught my thumb with one of the sharp edges. Bleeding like a very bleedy thing and hurts to type.

I wonder how many repetitions of "squeal like a scalded pig and immediately become very boring" it will actually take to get him to be a bit more fucking careful? Four years on, he's only marginally better than the obnoxious mouthy puppy I adopted. I look down at my hands and I can see physical evidence of four different tuggy errors just from the past week.

I love that dog so fucking much :D

In other news, my neighbours are smoking weed again and I am fighting the urge to go knock on the door and beg them for some. If I had any money left I might knock and ask to buy enough for a joint (I never want more than that anyway) but I won't ask people for something for nothing, even if I thought they'd say yes - especially if I thought they'd say yes. I have my pride.

...maybe I'll go lie on the floor in the hallway at the bottom of their door and just take deep breaths...

Love hurts, love scars; love wounds and marks

Ow. Spike bites are usually crushing bruising injuries without breaking the skin, on account of his blunted teeth, but I guess he caught my thumb with one of the sharp edges. Bleeding like a very bleedy thing and hurts to type.

I wonder how many repetitions of "squeal like a scalded pig and immediately become very boring" it will actually take to get him to be a bit more fucking careful? Four years on, he's only marginally better than the obnoxious mouthy puppy I adopted. I look down at my hands and I can see physical evidence of four different tuggy errors just from the past week.

I love that dog so fucking much :D

In other news, my neighbours are smoking weed again and I am fighting the urge to go knock on the door and beg them for some. If I had any money left I might knock and ask to buy enough for a joint (I never want more than that anyway) but I won't ask people for something for nothing, even if I thought they'd say yes - especially if I thought they'd say yes. I have my pride.

...maybe I'll go lie on the floor in the hallway at the bottom of their door and just take deep breaths...