This pregnancy is different from my first. I don't seem to think about it as much, although I am excited. The further along I get, I do start to realize more and more, "Hey! I'm really pregnant!"
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Silly Dog
Date: Tue, Mar 24, 2009
I have this dog, Pudgie. He drives me crazy sometimes.
Every morning, weather permitting, I let Joanna get two dog treats out of a canister (she gets two, one in each hand, sometimes both in one hand) and we go outside and give Chester and Pudgie a treat.
Chester is usually at the gate by the time we reach the gate, sometimes we get to the gate first, but not always. We go inside the gate and I sometimes either set Joanna down or I just hold her and she gives Chester one treat and he takes it gently from her hand.
Now, Pudgie is another story altogether. He'll stay in his dog house or in his lounging spot in the sun and, acknowledge our presence, but not appear to give one care that we have a treat for him. Maybe it's small dog syndrome, I don't know, but he won't come get the treat. We have to start out toward him and get about half the distance from where we started to him and he'll jump up and bound up to meet us and eagerly take the treat.
It's just fascinatingly irritating.
I have this dog, Pudgie. He drives me crazy sometimes.
Every morning, weather permitting, I let Joanna get two dog treats out of a canister (she gets two, one in each hand, sometimes both in one hand) and we go outside and give Chester and Pudgie a treat.
Chester is usually at the gate by the time we reach the gate, sometimes we get to the gate first, but not always. We go inside the gate and I sometimes either set Joanna down or I just hold her and she gives Chester one treat and he takes it gently from her hand.
Now, Pudgie is another story altogether. He'll stay in his dog house or in his lounging spot in the sun and, acknowledge our presence, but not appear to give one care that we have a treat for him. Maybe it's small dog syndrome, I don't know, but he won't come get the treat. We have to start out toward him and get about half the distance from where we started to him and he'll jump up and bound up to meet us and eagerly take the treat.
It's just fascinatingly irritating.
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