Baa Baa Knit Stitch

>Puppy Kindergarten, that is. 🙂Here is Penny getting her diploma from Susan of K9U. After a rigorous 7 week class, she has mastered socializing with other puppies, people, and various commands, including “come when called”, “sit”, “stay”, and the ever difficult “leave it” and “drop it”. She will also walk on a leash and seems to look forward to going out for walks and on car rides. All in all we think she did really well.

Meet Penny’s classmates…June is an All-American Breed dog who seems to have a bit of hound in her. Although she’s a good bit larger than Penny, she and Penny were playmates, and Penny delighted in doing everything the “big dog” did.Hayley is another All-American Breed dog who had a rough start in life. Her person found her at the age of about 3 weeks, abandoned and starving. With a lot of love and a lot of attention, she’s thriving, and she’s quite the star student in the class.Little Lita belongs to Susan’s assistant… you know I have a soft spot for red, smooth dachshunds, and Lita did not disappoint. She reminded me so much of Oscar, because she just wasn’t sure about all these dogs. Didn’t want to participate in all this puppy play — she’d rather hang there with her person and be fed the occasional treat, thankyouverymuch. And she always had such a concerned look on her face. It was like she was peering over her glasses as if to say “Are you sure you should be doing all that foolishness?” Ah yes, Lita. We’ll rely on you to keep all of them in line. 🙂

So, we’ll miss Penny’s classmates, but we wish all of them well. We know all of them will have happy lives with their people and will be well cared for and have bellies full of good food and good treats. And they may end up just a tiny bit spoiled.

As it should be.

>…so that must mean an update on The Princess (who is currently on my list, considering she wouldn’t settle down to go to sleep last night… I fear she spent the night in her private den in the master bath because she just wouldn’t lie down and rest… and yeah, I feel bad about it and didn’t sleep either).Penny is now 23 weeks old. On Saturday, she graduates from puppy kindergarten. We have a spot ready on our diploma wall, where her diploma will join mine, Richard’s and Oscar’s. She’s done very well and has mastered come when called (she even ran up a hill last Saturday and did everything the Big Dogs did) as well as Sit. She’s working on Stay, Leave It, and Drop It. Those last two are a little more difficult because they involve ignoring stuff she really wants but can’t have.

We’re working on walking on a leash. She’s come a long way from June, when she would just lay in the yard in her harness, not moving. We’ve gotten her to walk down the road on the leash and it seems like she’s actually enjoying getting out and about. She likes greeting other people who give her the proper amount of adoration, and she doesn’t shy away from other dogs.

We haven’t decided yet whether or not to enroll her in basic obedience, because we think we’ve gotten a lot of it in the puppy kindergarten class. We think that right now the important thing is to keep working on the things she’s learned and to keep reinforcing them.

We’re considering a short weekend trip with her to see how she does. She hasn’t ridden in the stroller yet — we may try to get it out around town here and get her used to it before she does a big shopping adventure to an outlet mall.I think this photo reflects Penny’s overall opinion on clicker training. If she could, she’d use the clicker to get us to bring her treats on demand!

>Penny and I will now be a regular contributors to Dogs on Thursday, a blog where, interestingly enough, people talk about their dog every Thursday. 🙂 Our intro is up there today. Our regularly scheduled blog time will be the 4th Thursday of each month, so check there for what I hope will be amusing anecdotes on The Princess.

So since it’s Thursday… and The Princess is allegedly a dog… I’ll share a story here. This past weekend we went to Costco and they had bags of 12 inch bully sticks for $20. Now, if you have a dog, you know that bully sticks are wonderful chew toys. We refer to them as “dead animals”, because that’s what they are. They’re some part of a cow, and frankly, I don’t want to know what part they are. The 6″ bullys I had bought for her on sale were about $2.50 a pop, so I figured we could buy the bag and cut them in half and be golden for a bit.

Except… The Princess had other plans. She took the 12 inch bully, which frankly is just about as long as she is, and ran through the house with it. Then she took it up on the sofa and settled in for a chew. In three days she had whittled it down to about half size. So much for the cutting it in half plans. The big dog needs a big bully stick, right??

At least it’s keeping her from gnawing on our hands…

Edited to add the picture of The Princess… isn’t she just the cutest when she’s napping?

>… I married the most wonderful man in the world.

Today is our silver wedding anniversary. Truly doesn’t seem as if 25 years have passed. Seems like just yesterday we were just getting out of Georgia Tech and starting our life together.

We’ve been through a lot… We’ve built two houses. Been through stressful jobs… the loss of a couple of them… and job changes that go along with building a career. Been through the loss of my dad and his mom. Started my business. Decided along the way that our family would be the two of us and whatever pet we had at the time, because that was what was right for us.

We’ve been blessed… we haven’t faced the challenges a lot of other couples have. I hope that it’s because we’ve kept our marriage God-centered and focused on Him and each other.

I know that I love my husband more now than I did 25 years ago when we got married, and I didn’t think that was possible.

Happy anniversary Richard. I love you, and I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you.

>It was bath day for the Drama Queen. Took her in 9 ish this morning. The cheerful folks at Dr. Weaver’s, no doubt not having heard about the events of Wednesday, said it would only take a couple of hours and they’d call when she was ready.

At 11 I called to see how she was doing and how many people she’d bitten. Oh, she’s fine, they said. Just a little squirmy, but she’s giving us kisses. We’ll call you when she’s ready.

What? Giving us kisses? Excuse me? What happened to little miss “Oh you’re touching me I think I’m going to die!” that appeared a mere two days ago?

At 1 I started getting a little antsy and called again to discover she was just finishing up her spa visit, so I jumped in the Hummer and drove up to get her. They brought her out complete with little pink gingham bandanna around her neck.

Little snot ignored me. Pretended she didn’t even know who I was. Didn’t want to leave the tech. I was crushed.

Got her in the car and headed for Chick-Fil-A, where the Magic Window produced a box of nuggets that we took home. She inhaled them and has been sleeping off her experience for the rest of the afternoon.

Silly dog.

>So Penny has to go see Dr. Weaver for a nail trim (known here as a mani-pedi… we want The Princess to think she is only getting the Royal Treatment she deserves). We also needed to get her weighed to get the proper dose of Advantage Multi, which is what we’re using for flea/heartworm prevention.

The good news: She continues to grow and is up to 8 pounds of dachshund fury. At five months, Dr. Weaver says she’ll probably add about 10 to 20% more body weight when she’s full grown… so we’re probably looking at a petite flower of 9 to 10 pounds when she’s full grown.

The bad news: She can put on a drama scene worthy of Camille. She began screaming when we got in the room at the vet’s office. She continued screaming and brought it to a crescendo when the vet tech picked her up for Dr. Weaver to begin trimming her nails.

Then she bit the vet tech. I was mortified.

They switched places. Dr. Weaver held, while the tech trimmed nails.

Penny bit Dr. Weaver. I wanted to drop through the floor.

I don’t think I’ve apologized so much in so short a period of time in my life. Of course, they laughed it off and said it was part of the job. Dr. Weaver spoke sternly to Penny and everything ended with Penny giving Dr. Weaver kisses…. but still.

Now, Penny still hasn’t had the dreaded bath. We put her in an empty tub the other night, and you’d have thought we were killing her… so we’ve decided to wimp out and let the pros do it. I’m taking her back to the vet’s office on Friday for a trip to the beauty salon.

Pray for them.

>I enjoy Twitter. It helps me keep track of a number of friends of mine, both in real life and my cyber friends. I get a lot of NASCAR news updates from a lot of writers I follow, as well as several drivers and crew members (I won’t deny that a bunch of us were squeeing like 14 year old fangirls when Michael Waltrip actually tweeted back to our friend Jen, but that’s another matter entirely).

Penny has her own Twitter account, and she routinely tweets and sends pictures commenting on life as a dachshund puppy. Turns out she’s not alone. There’s several other dachshunds on Twitter who are also very communicative and a number of other dogs who are following her. Penny actually has tweet conversations with a couple of dachshunds on a regular basis. They don’t like thunder, vacuum cleaners, or baths either.

What irritates me about Twitter is the inevitable appearance of spammers. No, I don’t smoke cigars. No, I don’t want to buy steaks. Thank you, but I’m not really in debt over my head, and even if I were, I don’t think I’d need your help to get out.

I’ve been trying to figure out if there’s a pattern to what I post that might make me more appealing to these dweebs, but for the life of me I can’t.

And no, frankly I don’t want to see your sexxxxxxy pictures, either. Neither does Penny.

I’m wondering if any of these porn spammers know they’re really following a 20 week old dachshund puppy??

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>Well, it’s been about three weeks since my last post. I can now tell you that I’m no longer contracting at the audit client. In the process, I’ve discovered that there are people in the world that you can’t trust who will stab you in the back. I’ve eliminated them from my life and I’m working through some anger right now. Even though I no longer have that contract that was a base of my business, I know that everything will be fine — even before the contract ended my phone was ringing with other clients who needed additional work… God’s way of taking care of me. I have no concerns, because I’ve turned them over to Him and I’ll just let Him handle it from there.

At any rate, it was an ugly, exhausting process. I’ve just been bone tired and really not excited about doing much of anything to be honest. I’m looking to the future to get back to normal — whatever passes for normal in anybody’s life these days. 🙂

My comings and goings have been somewhat hampered by the fact that I’m now in an air cast to try to calm down the case of plantar fasciitis that I have. The night splint wasn’t working, so I’m hobbling around in this to try to heal the ligament where it’s tearing and get the bones realigned properly. We’re hoping that the inconvenience of the cast will keep me from having go to through the inconvenience of surgery on my foot.

Penny continues to grow and thrive. She’ll be 20 weeks old this week, and she’s a charmer! We’re starting to see some adult teeth coming in even though those ultra-sharp puppy canines are still there. She’s been in Puppy Kindergarten for three weeks now. We’re making progress with socialization, but she doesn’t like big groups of dogs and prefers one on one interaction. I completely understand! A couple of the more rowdy dogs graduated from kindergarten this week, so I’m hoping that it’ll be a bit quieter for her in the coming weeks. We learned the hard was to take “people food” like chicken or cheese or roast beef last week as treats when Penny completely ignored our perfectly acceptable dog treats and mooched off other puppy parents. How embarassing! This week she got her own cooked hamburger.

We had our annual ornament exchange weekend:
In the picture are most of the group with yours truly front and center in the Ravelry t-shirt. 🙂 Linda and Laura elected to be photographers and weren’t in the group shot. The red tote bags on the table were made by DF Vicky for each of us to put our ornament kits in. Judy and Ann graciously helped me finish my kits in time for the exchange; with having Penny in the house, my stitching time was limited, so my fiber totals for each ornament were admittedly estimated this year. I’m hoping that I overestimated so that nobody will run out of anything. At any rate, it was a great weekend and I got to visit extra with Judy, Ann, and Teresa who spent the night at my house during their visit. It’s always a treat to be able to spend time with my out of town buds. 🙂

Not much else going on. I’m still working on the Garter Toes socks that I showed you in the last post. I’m almost finished with the first one. I started stitching a relatively simple piece, “The Branch” by Bent Creek, but I haven’t made a lot of progress to show. And I took out an ornament kit that I’ve put exactly 12 stitches in so far. Maybe I’ll have pictures next time.

Have a good week everyone! Take time to do something nice for yourself.

>A belated happy 4th of July to everyone in the US! I hope you took some time to ponder the freedoms we enjoy and to thank the people in our military who keep those freedoms safe for us.

It’s been a stressful couple of weeks here. I’ve been involved in an internal audit at my big client. There’s some internal politics going on, and I hate stuff like that. At any rate, the internal auditors from corporate came in and went through stuff with a fine toothed comb… problem is, the main auditor is accustomed to auditing government contracts and procedures in a large company, not what is essentially a small retail business. Top it off with the fact that, to put it politely, she’s “confused”… can’t keep bank accounts straight, keeps asking for duplicates of documents she already has… and I’m seriously questioning her competence. Unfortunately, I think someone’s job is on the line here. I’m not denying that there’s record keeping issues, because there were, and I had cautioned about them numerous times. But those have been compounded by the auditor’s incompetence. I think something ugly’s going to happen within the next couple of weeks, and to be frank, my trust level for everyone there is currently at zero. I’m currently deciding if I can continue to contract for them. It’s a difficult decision, because they’re my biggest client, but I’m not sure I can keep working in that environment. Sad, because I’ve been with them for ten years now.

In the middle of all that, we’ve been trying to keep up with training Penny. She’ll be 17 weeks old this week, and she’s going through all the predictable puppy stuff. Teething is a big issue, as is housetraining. She’s finished her puppy shots so she’s free to mingle with other dogs. Tomorrow night she has her first session with a trainer here at the house, and then this coming Saturday she’s scheduled to start Puppy Kindergarten. Good news with her is that she’s now walking on a leash, thanks to Kim at Dr. Weaver’s office (I had a small meltdown there when we went for her last shots about all the problems we’ve been having with her. Our frustration level is high.). That means she’s been able to get outside, and she loves it. Keeping in the great dachshund tradition though, she completely ignores the geese and ducks who frequent our front yard.Here we are in a quiet moment on a Sunday afternoon. I’m in mid-summer allergy attack.

For the 4th, we went to Rome for Penny’s first overnight visit to Mom’s. It went ok…. we had a couple of potty accidents, and we had one unfortunate incident where Mom and Penny were playing and Penny got a little overzealous and nipped. On the bright side, Penny did find a chipmunk hole and actually started digging at it! We may have a little earthdog here after all. 🙂

In the middle of all this, we had Vacation Bible School at our church, and once again I was the Snack Lady. Attendance was down slightly this year due to the fact that we had to postpone our school to accomodate a teacher (who ultimately couldn’t attend due to a death in the family) and we were competing against several other churches in the area. But we managed to attract over 50 kids. Snacks were uneventful for the most part. I’ll admit one day was particularly lame (although I like Twizzlers), and two four year olds rebelled. They informed me they didn’t want the snack, and they knew I had other stuff because they’d seen it. Couldn’t argue with that, because it was right out in the open. So I relied on the old “well, this is what we have for today and if you don’t want it, you’re welcome to sit quietly at the table and have some water” which is what they ultimately did when they realized they weren’t going to get their way. As I told one of the teachers, it must be a shock to find out you’re not really that special when you’ve been told all your life that you were…

In a vivid demonstration of “keep me away from the internet when my stress level is high”, Amazon politely offered to ship me a Kindle 2 via ovenight shipping and I accepted. I must say that I love it so far! I’ve downloaded two books I wanted (haven’t updated the reading on the side of the blog yet), but I can see where the downloads can quickly become addictive (and expensive).

Knitting and stitching, you ask?? Well, I do try to sneak some in around the puppy. No real pictures tho. I’m frantically working on ornaments for the annual exchange. It’s time to start making the kits so I’ve got to order stuff (Drema at Needlecraft Corner, are you listening?? :)) As for knitting, my DF Sara from Ravelry sent me some wonderful Mirasol Hacho merino wool that screamed to be a pair of socks. I obliged them and started knitting during the Sprint Cup race this past Saturday night.The color is much bluer than it appears in the picture. Beautiful stuff and so soft!

That catches you up with us. Hope all of you are having a good summer. Take some time to be good to yourselves.