Archive for the ‘Owen (the dog)’ Category

Sit. Heel. Aw Hell.
September 22, 2010

Monday night was Owen’s first official obedience class.

*dramatic pause*

Nah, he did really well. He made an effort to say hello to eeeeeeeeeeeeeveryone and most of them said hello back. I expected him to be noisy since he talks NON-STOP at home, but much like my friends who have rowdy kids and are shocked at how well they behave at school, Owen was relatively calm. He only whined when the other twelve dogs did and I don’t think he barked more than once.

Once he realized there was a never-ending supply of treats he was putty in my hand. He sat. He laid down. He sat.

Then we tried to heel.

Prior to class I knew heeling involved walking but I assumed it was the command to stop, when it’s actually the command to go. The dog is supposed to sit on your left, which he sort of did, then walk on your left until you stop, when they’re supposed to sit. On your left.

Well he sat, but directly in front of me — facing me — with that big dopey grin (see above) on his face. Someone pointed out that at least he was SITTING and it was only the first class, but I’m determined to correct this before next week.

Owen better realize now that I am a perfectionist and I will not fail.


I’ve Gone Crazy. Again.
August 25, 2010

Seems I didn’t have enough to do last weekend, what with finishing my edits and all. I decided to do a few things for Owen as well.

He’s now the proud owner of a Facebook Fan Page called Super Owen.

In keeping with that theme, I’ve also revamped his blog. Yeah, I know I changed his header a couple weeks ago, but I’ve been really tired of the whole What Am I Doing in Michigan? thing and decided it was time for a change. That’s now Super Owen as well. The blog address hasn’t changed — it’s still — but the title has changed.

Now go check it out!

And, you know, follow and like him and stuff so I feel like my insanity is good for something.

Snip Snip, Part Two
August 13, 2010

I didn’t intend for this to be a series, but there’s been more snipping in my life. First, I believe I spoke too soon when I said that Owen was recovering well from his surgery last Friday. Wednesday morning he had to go back to the vet to have a suture restitched and now… you guessed it! He’s wearing a cone.

See his blog for pictures.

Next, I gave into an urge I’ve had for quite some time and finally chopped my hair. Five inches be gone!

I’m visiting my grandmother this weekend and I can’t wait to hear what she thinks!

The Fixer
August 9, 2010

I spent a lot of time this weekend fixing things. My wip, my closet, my dog… as well as a couple things that I’ll get into at another time. It’s nice being able to look around after a couple days and see the results of your efforts, don’t you agree?

First, my wip. Despite the fact that it was Coast Guard weekend (if you’re unfamiliar, it’s a BIG deal here), I managed to edit close to fifty pages in my wip. And I passed the halfway mark! Of course I joked on Facebook that it’s all downhill from here. I’m still happy with my progress and hope I can sustain my motivation for the next 148 pages.

Next, my closet. Early last Monday morning (we’re talking 4:30am) the portable wardrobe thing that holds my hanging clothes collapsed. On my bed. While I was sleeping in it. For the past week my clothes have been all over the place, and Sunday I finally bought a replacement. Yay for neat and organized belongings.

Finally, my dog. Owen’s surgery went very well. So well, in fact, that I was denied the one joy I’ve been looking forward to since we picked out a male puppy: the cone. He has no cone. Fer serious. I’m sorely tempted to fashion one out of things we have around the house just so I can watch him try to function with it. Yes I realize that’s wrong.

But seriously, Owen is doing well and aside from being groggy and wobbly Friday night, he’s been his normal self. Just a little lighter. (No joke. The vet told me his test…les (I’m not writing it out because I don’t want that spam) were HUGE! Way to go Owen!)

After a busy weekend I’m kinda looking forward to a regular week. And yes I realize I probably just jinxed myself.

Snip, Snip
August 6, 2010

By mid-day today, Owen will be less two round objects and sporting a cone. I’m a little nervous because he has to have actual surgery. Seems his little buggers didn’t want to drop, and now they have to cut him open.

I’m sure he’ll be fine, but feel free to share your animal-in-a-cone stories in the meantime. Pictures to come next week…

Have You Seen My Mama?
June 18, 2010

*rustling and crashing*

*sniffling and snuffling*


I can’t find my mama anywhere! Do you know where she is? Is she ever coming back?

I looked all over the place and I can’t find her.


I’ll Never Learn
June 14, 2010

Saturday I brought Owen to the vet for his one-year rabies shot (that’s right, he’s got a big day coming up) and I asked the vet about obedience classes. He knows basic commands but he’s STILL super excited all the time and I’d like him to greet people without climbing all over them.

(I know some people who greet others this way, but that’s a story for another post…)

Check this out for an example of what I’m talking about.

Despite all this, silly me thought it would be a good idea to stop by the church garage sale with Owen in tow. I managed to walk away with four glass tumblers intact, but I don’t think I’ll be stopping by there again anytime soon…

Look Out Below
May 5, 2010

For those of you who read Owen’s blog (or are friends with me on Facebook), you may already know what this is about.

See, I brought Owen to the vet last weekend and we were informed that Owen’s, um…

… haven’t dropped. And odds are, they won’t.

Which means he’ll have to have surgery to remove them. Apparently if we leave them in there he could eventually develop cancerous tumors since there would be things in his abdomen that don’t belong. So… his snip & clip has turned into a much bigger process.

We haven’t scheduled it yet, but I’ll be sure to post the cone pictures when we do.

Dashing & Prancing & Bounding & Slipping
February 25, 2010

Did you know there’s SNOW here? I saw a few flurries while I was in Michigan in December, but this is the first time in three years I’ve seen actual accumulation and it’s the very first time our puppy, Owen, has seen snow.

(Okay, I know I have a whole blog just for Owen and I didn’t intend to start the new blog with a post about him, but the move has dominated the past couple days.)

Everything about the trip went very smoothly, but of course I didn’t know that until I finally saw him in Chicago. We had a two hour layover in Mexico City — where I was NOT allowed to see him — and I got myself so worked up that I was nearly doubled over in pain. Fortunately the people working for the airline took pity on me and ran all over making sure Owen a) was there, and b) was on the plane.

We arrived in Chicago early Wednesday morning and Owen seemed pretty freaked out. He perked up a little once I brought him outside but kept looking at me like I’d tricked him or something. He gingerly pranced over the snow and seemed a uncertain about the white stuff — until today.

On the way to Michigan I stopped to let Owen run around, but it wasn’t until we got to my parents’ place that he really let loose. He sprinted with the reckless abandonment only puppies have — straight into a snowbank. He froze for a moment, then looked over his shoulder with a panicked look in his eye, but before I could rescue him he wiggled free.

Then did it again.

The driveway is plowed so there wasn’t too much ice, but he did manage to find the same piece over and over again. He slid on his butt, his side, his belly… and kept getting up and doing it again.

I WISH I had the camera so I can show you all how absolutely gleeful he looks. I was worried about how he’d transition from the Mexican heat but aside from a few shivers, he seems to be in his element.

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