By Moriah on October 13th, 2010

Sooo, we’ve been wanting to re-home Max for a while. I found out (back in the spring when I had some bloodwork done) that I’m technically allergic to dogs, and I’m pretty sure Drew is, too. We put the crate out back when we pretend-sold our house and Arianna started crawling. No way I was going to bring him back into the house, like ever.

Problem was, he was lonely out there and he chewed several shingles off the side of our house. If shoes ever got left out there, they were history. (Including a brand new pair of Adelaide brown fall shoes. Yes, mad.)

Anyway, I had listed him on Craig’s list a while ago but then didn’t follow up with the calls in time and had to re-list him two weeks later. Nothing, then.

Yesterday morning I received a call from a guy wanting more information; he ended up coming over and playing with Max and then took him and all his stuff! He and his wife are in grad school and have one son. I seriously could not have asked for a better solution.

Total God thing.

Well, THAT was an experience.

By Moriah on August 5th, 2009

Oh. MY.

First of all, if you know me in real life, you were probably surprised when we got a dog. My sister even asked “did hell just freeze over?”

Really, it’s been no problem because he stays outside all day, the kids feed him, Andy walks and trains him, and I have to do very little. Which I like.

So today he was scheduled for his little, um, snip.

If you know what I mean.

Unfortunately for me, Andy wrenched his back at the gym yesterday and didn’t feel up to the task of wrestling Max into the car and then into the clinic. Plus sitting and driving is a little painful. So I had to step up to the plate.

The dog also desperately needed a bath. No self-respecting mother would take her child/dog/whatever in for surgery smelling the way he did. I mean he lives outside, for crying out loud.

Which is why I found myself this morning, still in my pajamas, giving our dog a bath with the cold hose (which he has chewed almost through, so basically it sprays in every direction like a bad sprinkler) out on the back deck.

And then halfway through I started getting attacked by the biggest horsefly I’ve ever seen. I think it even may have flown up and bitten my bottom. I am so not kidding.

(Should we recap? I was out washing my dog with a wild sprinkler, ducking from divebomb attacks of an angry horsefly. In my nightgown. With my huge pregnant belly.)

Okay, so I got dressed, let him run around to dry off a bit, got his kennel in my van and grabbed the directions. Somehow managed to get him IN the kennel and locked the door. Mission half accomplished.

I found the clinic easily; it’s not terribly far from our house. I pulled into the parking area and there are people and pets EVERYWHERE. Apparently we ALL were told to be there at 8 a.m. I left Max in the car (per their directions), and went in to fill out the paperwork.

The waiting room was crowded, stunk like cats and dogs, and the line snaked all the way back to the door. Some guy had his bulldog IN the waiting room, and she was loud and smelly.

And then she snorted all over my foot.

Finally it’s my turn to hand in my papers and pay, which I did, and then went back out to get Max. We walked into the building and it’s almost like he could smell what was going to happen because he did NOT want to go in. He just sat and dug in his heels. It was almost comical.

The nurse (is that what they’re called?) put a lead on him and tried to pull him back but he just dug in harder. The last thing I heard her say was “come on Max! Everybody’s doing it!”


Max’s new pastime

By Moriah on June 29th, 2009



(But a little bit funny.)

Our Dumb Dog

By Moriah on May 8th, 2009

I can’t believe I forgot to mention in my Pajama Day post that after I had showered and put on a clean pair of pajamas, I looked outside and noticed Max CHEWING ON DREW’S BRAND SPANKIN’ NEW HELMET!!!

That I had bought THE DAY BEFORE.

I ran out to rescue it and he jumped all over me with his muddy paws. So I actually wore two clean pairs of fresh pajamas yesterday.

And also? There’s a broken part of our fence that he keeps escaping through. Twice he’s appeared on my front porch.

At least… he’s really cute. Otherwise I might have to send him packing.

A bunch of kids and their puppy

By Moriah on March 20th, 2009

So, we’ve been kind of busy.

Andy and I have been talking about getting puppy for months, and some friends of ours have a chocolate lab that had a little bit of an unplanned pregnancy (if you know what I mean), and so they were giving her puppies away for free. We decided it was a great time to get what we wanted without having to pay the big bucks.

Andy went up to “see” the ones that were left yesterday afternoon and, as Dolly said, you can’t go ‘look’ at puppies and be able to say no.

(Or at least he can’t.)

So my afternoon was filled with collar, leash, treats and puppy chow shopping. (Along with the eggs, bread, and bananas.) Then I talked to my aunt who’s raised a few family dogs over the years, and she said we needed a kennel to start crate training Max right away. So back out we went, this time with the whole family AND the dog.

Thankfully Andy’s mom called us with internet prices while we were at the pet store and we hightailed it back to Wal*mart and got a cheaper kennel. And he’s eating cheap food, too. (Wouldn’t do if the dog was eating better than the family, you know.) We came home and gave him his first bath and the kids were beside themselves with excitement. I think they were driving Andy a little nuts. (Oh well, he signed up for it.)

Max did very well for his first night away from his momma. He howled a bit when he had to go outside, but he settled down fairly well and he’s been sleeping a lot. He’s currently snoozing out on the back deck (and the kids are all napping – SCORE!).

We ARE planning on mostly keeping him outside; our backyard is perfect for it. He’ll probably sleep in his kennel in the house, though.

While getting the kennel set up:

…some love from Madeline.

Because we are NUTS

By Moriah on March 19th, 2009

Look who came to live with us today!

Meet Max.

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...