Thursday, October 16, 2008


Why NOT to get a puppy....This is a simple list of reasons




  • poop...everywhere. One day my dog actually pooped in my shoe! If you know me well....shoes are sacred! plus why does the poop stick to her butt?


  • pee....what is it that is so confusing for dog's about potty trainig. I mean do you really need to pee on my foot while I'm making dinner...come on!


  • Chewing.....coffee table, entertainment center, cedar chest, end table, couch , dressers, chloe's bed, barbies...but not her bone!!!!


  • Chewing (I know I already mentioned this...) She ate my pink shoe...enough said!


And last but not least...How Bella got name of "My Retard"



We have had a really hard time with the chewing and the potty training of our puppy, so we couldn't leave her to roam the house while we were gone. We felt really bad leaving her in her tiny kennel all day so we tried to come up with a couple of solutions....none of which worked. We kept her in our upstairs bathroom...until she started pulling the carpet up trying to get out! It's ugly navy blue carpet but it's worse with holes in it! Then we put her under our steps with a baby gate. She climbed over. We put up 2 baby gates. She climbed over. It was time for the kennel. Now let me explain a little about the kennel...it was pricy. It's kind of a canvas with zippers on the top and side and it folds down for easy storage and is nice if you like to take your dog places. Bella went in the kennel and rammed her head at it until she popped the zipper open on the front. So I put it against the wall (ouch) this didn't stop her. I duct taped it shut. Then she proceeded to scratch a hole in the back and weasle herself out of it. More duct tape. Then somehow she rammed her head at the top zipper until it popped open and she got out. Wait it gets better.....



One day before work I put her in there and then put a couple of 12 packs of soda on top of the kennel. My thought was that she would jump up and hit her head....and stop! NO! She jumped up and down until she knocked the soda off....it exploded everywhere! I was telling Grandma this on the phone and she said, "I think your dog is retarded!" I said, "If she wasn't already she is now for bashing her head on the soda boxes!" My little Chloe overheard and soaked in this new word...retard. When we got home that night she was giving Bella loves got right in her face and said, "You're my retard huh Bella?"



I know this picture is sideways...I can't figure out how to change it!

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