It's a Dog Tag Wife Life

The musings of a non-conventional, soon-to-be Army Wife

I Laughed so Hard I Cried November 18, 2010

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Seriously.  This is for you dog lovers out there.  Occasionally I read Hyperbole and a Half.  I don’t even know how to describe her blog, except that it makes me chuckle every time I read it.

Her latest entry is about her two dogs and a move that they made.  It involved high-pitched noises that her dog makes, snow, dog’s being sick, booties, and squeaky toys. It doesn’t sound that funny, but trust me, it is.  I laughed and laughed.  Especially if you have dogs, you should absolutely read this.  Even if you don’t have dogs, it’s funny.  All I could do was picture my animals doing this.

Speaking of animals…I came out of my bathroom the last two mornings after getting ready to find Little Girl & Little D snuggling on his bed.  I’m amazed that they like each other this much so early.  And I need to bring my camera upstairs to take a picture, it’s so darn cute.


Weekend Recap (just what you want to read on Monday) November 15, 2010

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Ok, so I would rather be snoozing on the couch with my puppies right now.  But alas, got to work on earning the Benjamins.

Yesterday was sort of exciting.  So, I work in social media.  I’m still relatively new at it, but so is the given career options.  And yes, I get to play on Facebook, Twitter, and blog for my career.  Not where I started out (considering it was in statistics and market research) but you work with what you have.  Anyways, I had my first consultation yesterday, with my very own client.  It was kinda cool.  Instead of having these massive restrictions on how I do things, I got to tell other people what I think would be best for them.  Consultation in my future? Maybe.  I’m still working on that sleep lingerie thing though.

The puppies are still doing well.  I still have to work on learning Little Girl’s schedule.  I took the kids to doggie daycare (don’t judge) this morning and although she is housetrained, she had an accident in her run.  I tried taking her out, stubborn girl.  Eh, like mother like furkid, right?

I also went baby clothes shopping with a friend.  It almost makes me want one.  Almost.  Almost.  Maybe in a few years.  I’ll stick to the furry kids that crap outside for the time being.

But now, I really wish I were in my pjs, under a blanket with the furkids (I know I already said this).  But the weekends are just not long enough!


She’s Here! November 14, 2010

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Little Girl (I think that’s what I’ll refer to the new pup as on my blog) made it back here safely yesterday.  She did great in the car and actually slept most of the way.  When she wasn’t sleeping and I was petting her, she was pushing her head into my hand.  She’s unbelievably sweet!

She’s doing great with Little D, they have new friends, but friends with boundaries.  Both of them have grumbled a little when the other has done something they don’t like, so I’m glad to see that she stands up for herself.  Little D is pretty dominant and she’s not taking it.  She might not be top dog, but she’s not a walkover either.

They played in the yard and just hung around the house last night.  She’s already learning her new name and some of the rules (like you must sit before you go outside or come back in).  She hasn’t chased Little C (the cat) and seems to be ignoring him for the most part.    He doesn’t seem to mind her either.  The best part, they let me sleep in until 7:15!  That doesn’t sound like much, but when we fostered a dog earlier this year, she had us up before 6 am, everyday!  No matter what time we went to bed, we felt like we had a baby in the house.

As I write this, both pups are lying at my feet nicely.  I’ll post more pictures later, but wanted to let you know that she is settling nicely into her new home and we’re thrilled to have her here!

Here they are playing.  Little D is on the left and Little Girl is on the right.  This was after they just hopped out of the pool.


EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! November 12, 2010

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Ok, the title was obnoxious, I know.  But I am so excited, that’s just how I feel. In about 10 hours, I will be leaving to pick up the Little Girl.  Everyone at the shelter is really excited that she is being adopted.  They told me when I visited last week that she doesn’t belong there.  I thought they meant it was because she was depressed or weird, or something.  But they said it’s because she’s so sweet they just don’t understand how someone could give up such a sweet dog.  I got an e-mail from them today and they are happy I’m coming for her.

I can’t wait until Little D and her play.  He loves to play and I’m hoping she will too.  I’ll definitely post some pictures of them.  I keep telling myself that Little D is excited about getting a little sister, especially since I ask him if he’s excited and his tail goes nuts.  Since tonight is his last night as an only dog-child, we’re letting him sleep on the big bed.  Although, it may be a little hard to go to bed, he’s lying next to me on the couch with his head in my lap.  I love my snuggle bug, he makes life so much better.  Hopefully tomorrow night I’ll have two fuzzy heads in my lap.  The hunny will have to look elsewhere to lay his head 🙂


Shhhh, it’s a Secret November 8, 2010

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Ok, this is for those of you who follow my blog pretty regularly.  This isn’t a post that’s going to Facebook because I have a bit of a secret today.  Mostly because I know that both the hunny and my parents (especially our moms) will not like the news I’m about to share with you.  I just found out some great news and don’t have anyone to share it with.


We are so so so excited!!!  We have been wanting to get a companion for our other dog for some time, but nothing seemed to be quite what we wanted.  We fostered a husky puppy earlier this year who was about 8 months old.  We decided then we weren’t ready, puppies are just sooooo much work!  Even one that is 8 months old.  She did get adopted down the street from us so we still get to see her occasionally.  However, we’ve always talked about it and every time a dog comes into our vet, we always say we want to foster.  Usually, they get adopted out before we even have the chance.

Well, a few weeks ago, we started looking again.  We decided to be more particular about our criteria.  We wanted a female dog who was at least a year old and already housebroken.  We’re picky but we knew what we wanted.  Over my course of looking, there was one little girl who kept standing out to me; Chauncy.  Here is how the shelter described her.

“Chauncy is a 2 year old (as of August, 2010) black lab female mix dog. She is super calm and friendly and a real sweety. A lady said her husband found Chauncy 2 years ago as a stray puppy and kept her, but he is out of town traveling most of the time and she has no desire to look after the kids and a dog. The woman called the dog stupid several times and said she sits in the road sometimes and she can’t stand her anymore. We felt so bad for the dog, the way the owner seemed to have no regard for her at all, we took her in. We have found Chauncy to be calm, quiet, intelligent, and compliant. She seems to get along with adults and kids and likes most other animals. We find nothing stupid about her. We hope someone will take pity on her and give her a better home next go around. She is fairly average looking and will have a tough time finding a home. Many adopters want the prettiest dog in the place, or puppies.”

It really broke my heart.  Little D, our current pup, was a rescue also and a black dog (who have a harder time getting adopted).  As a puppy, he was adopted out to a woman who seemed like a perfect fit.  Except not long after adopting him, her job changed.  She was traveling all the time & no longer had time to take care of him.  So she gave him to her son’s friend, a college student.  He left him outside and we’re pretty sure he was abused because of the way he is around men and the way he reacts to certain things.  He got out of his fence and was found wandering the streets by animal control.  Luckily, the organization who had originally adopted Little D out had him microchipped and they took him back.  That’s where we came in and now he’s our little snuggly guy.

We went to visit her and just fell in love.  She tried to get in the car and put her head in my lap when I bent down to pet her, she put her head in my lap and gave me that puppy dog face.  I was done for.  So our little girl will be coming home soon and we can’t wait.  We’re so thrilled that we’re giving this little girl a second shot at life.  Oh, and a better name.  We definitely already love her, but not the name.  We’re still working on it, but she’ll have something cuter in the near future, and something that seems to suit her better. But shhhhhh, it’s a secret for the time being.

Here’s our soon-to-be little girl.


Dog Military Names November 4, 2010

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Ok out there in MilSpouse (or any other) world…I have a question for you.  Let’s say you were considering adopting a dog and wanted it to have a military/patriotic/American name.  What would you name it?

No real reason, but I was on today (it’s a true weakness, I just love looking at the puppies and kittens) and saw dogs with the names like Chicken Little, Ruby Tuesday, Wood’s Edge, Piney Branch, Ribeye, John Henry and so on.  Ruby Tuesday?  Really?  They  have good sliders and all but…

So it made me think what I would name dogs if I ran a shelter.  I’d probably try to do something patriotic, but was having a hard time thinking of names besides the names of posts around the country.  Tindell, Eustis, Hale (for the Hale Koa), Benning, Ambush (for a particularly friendly animal), Bunker, Sally, and so on.  If you were to adopt an animal, and you wanted to give it a military/patriotic/etc name, what would you name it?


Do They Help You Through? September 12, 2010

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For anyone who has never had a pet, I feel like you’re missing out.  I recently read about My Army Wife Life and their terrible experience with Cumberland County, NC.  This is such a terrible story, and I hope that they get a resolution that they deserve.  Pets, to many people are like children.  They definitely are to us.

My cat, who I will refer to as “Little C”, has been in my life for almost 18 year.  That means he’s almost legal!!!  I got him in elementary school and he has been through several moves, numerous boyfriends and breakups, a lay off, an engagement and countless other things.  He is one of the sweetest cats, more of a dog than a cat at sometimes.  He’s never aloof and always is willing to sit in your lap and purr.  If he’s not purring, I think there’s something wrong with him. I love him dearly and will be so unbelievable sad when I have to let him go play in the giant catnip field in the sky.  But until then, I try to spoil him as much as possible.

Then there’s Little D, the dog.  He is a riot.  We got him a couple of years ago as a true rescue.  This little guy had so many weird issues when we first got him.  He still has a few.  For example, he doesn’t really like men and he really doesn’t like kids.  And instead of hiding from scary things, he feels it’s his job to protect me and he nips at them.  We’ve learned to control a lot of them and keep him away from situations where he may get riled up.  He loves the hunny and I’m pretty sure his favorite moments are when the hunny lets Little D get up on the bed to snuggle.  He’ll just curl up next to you and lay his head on your arm, or stomach, or wherever it’s most convenient.  He’s a sweetheart and a half, once he gets to know you.  And smart as a whip, too.  After doing some training with him, he listens to our commands, but he’s not mindless.  His personality is what drew me to him and we say almost daily how lucky we were to find such a puppy.  He probably thinks the same (I know dogs don’t really have those thoughts, but I like to pretend that they do).

These two are here for me no matter what.  If the hunny is home or gone, if I’ve had a bad day at work, if there is terrible news, they always sit at my feet (or on my lap) and love me unconditionally.

Here’s Little C hiding in a laundry basket, just woken up from a nap.

And Little D can’t be left out.  He’s still not sure how he feels about camping, but we’re working on that!


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