My horoscope for today...
...As Mars moves into your 9th House of Big Ideas, your plans become more grandiose. You are now ready to take giant steps, even if you think that you're just learning to walk. Somehow, you see the whole picture more clearly than ever. Be willing to do whatever you must do in order to make it all work.
All righty then sir, I am ready willing and able. If I have to, I will sacrifice 3-5 evenings a week. Instead of my usual evening fare of sitting on the blue chair and pretending to watch the television, I will go out and let nice men wine and dine me and treat me well. By the way, the usual evening fare is a leftover of the marriage, that was pretty much our lives, he watched to make sure no one stole the television and I sat there staring at the screen with my mind totally somewhere else.
As boring and unfulfilling as it was, I hung onto it out of some stupid desire to make it work when I never even considered that it wasn’t worth the effort. That’s what amazes me about all of the married people who are sneaking all over cyber-space trying to pull a fast one on their spouses, why don’t they just leave? At least that way they can give the poor spouse an opportunity to find someone that is actually happy with them. That’s what I told the nimrod. I take some of the responsibility myself, I knew he was less than challenging and I stayed anyway. But I didn’t have all of the information. If I had known there was someone else, I wouldn’t have bothered trying so hard when I was just spinning my wheels.
So, anyway, that’s why I have no problem making the sacrifice I have chosen to make. And, not only evenings! No sir, I also dedicate Sunday afternoons to this pursuit. As a matter of fact, I just got back from Kennesaw Battlefield. I met that dude in the frame and his dog there and we went for a little hike. My idiot dog took off, he just got away from me and ran off with his leash hanging from his neck. Kaiser, the other dog, was trotting around with him for a minute and then he was gone. That stupid dog hangs himself on the one tree in the backyard when he has the leash on...I didn’t want to think about what he would do in the battlefield off of the path. At one point, I knew I would find him, I always do...he hid under the house for a day and scared the pants off of me. But I started to get worried when I thought about the day I found him barking, tied up in the lower branches of my apple tree. I asked my hiking partner if they formed search parties for dogs and just then I rounded a curve and saw a small crowd. I looked at them and recognized the stupid dog they were all trying to corral. Some nutty lady heard me mention losing him when I was telling my friend about the day he was under the house. She thought I had let him run loose and lost him. Of course, she then assumed that I had let him run wild in the battlefield when it was obvious that I was no physical match for this young giant and he did have a leash hanging from his big fat neck. I let her think that, whatever.
As I walked away, I became more adept at reaching behind me and changing hands with the leash as the dog ran around me...but all in all, he needs some more leash training time. He can walk down the street, but he can’t behave in public.
Anyway, that was fun and I’d love to do it again, the Battlefield is very nice. It’s very interesting as well. They have markers where soldiers fell and even the grave of an unknown soldier who's body wasn't found until 1938. There was a large ditch called the Earthenworks from which the Confederate Army defended the mountain. There were 11 miles of well fortified ditches and they lost. Can you imagine the carnage? I’ll have to go back when I don’t have the soon to be de-balled dog with me. I am willing to try anything to settle him down. He keeps on taking some big stuffed animals and trying to eat them. I put him in the crate for that every single time and he still keeps doing it. He jumps on everyone and I couldn’t even walk down the stairs of my house without getting pulled into the wall. And he isn’t done growing!
The other dog was 50 pounds and mine was very close to his size. So, he better settle the heck down or he is going to spend a very long time in that crate. Well, it’s still early and I am one dyed-in-the-wool student. I hear the roar of a motorcycle with a side car containing my dog’s next date for the day...Patches. I must go let the dog in. And I should speak to the nice man who drove him here. See ya later.
Meg
...As Mars moves into your 9th House of Big Ideas, your plans become more grandiose. You are now ready to take giant steps, even if you think that you're just learning to walk. Somehow, you see the whole picture more clearly than ever. Be willing to do whatever you must do in order to make it all work.
All righty then sir, I am ready willing and able. If I have to, I will sacrifice 3-5 evenings a week. Instead of my usual evening fare of sitting on the blue chair and pretending to watch the television, I will go out and let nice men wine and dine me and treat me well. By the way, the usual evening fare is a leftover of the marriage, that was pretty much our lives, he watched to make sure no one stole the television and I sat there staring at the screen with my mind totally somewhere else.
As boring and unfulfilling as it was, I hung onto it out of some stupid desire to make it work when I never even considered that it wasn’t worth the effort. That’s what amazes me about all of the married people who are sneaking all over cyber-space trying to pull a fast one on their spouses, why don’t they just leave? At least that way they can give the poor spouse an opportunity to find someone that is actually happy with them. That’s what I told the nimrod. I take some of the responsibility myself, I knew he was less than challenging and I stayed anyway. But I didn’t have all of the information. If I had known there was someone else, I wouldn’t have bothered trying so hard when I was just spinning my wheels.
So, anyway, that’s why I have no problem making the sacrifice I have chosen to make. And, not only evenings! No sir, I also dedicate Sunday afternoons to this pursuit. As a matter of fact, I just got back from Kennesaw Battlefield. I met that dude in the frame and his dog there and we went for a little hike. My idiot dog took off, he just got away from me and ran off with his leash hanging from his neck. Kaiser, the other dog, was trotting around with him for a minute and then he was gone. That stupid dog hangs himself on the one tree in the backyard when he has the leash on...I didn’t want to think about what he would do in the battlefield off of the path. At one point, I knew I would find him, I always do...he hid under the house for a day and scared the pants off of me. But I started to get worried when I thought about the day I found him barking, tied up in the lower branches of my apple tree. I asked my hiking partner if they formed search parties for dogs and just then I rounded a curve and saw a small crowd. I looked at them and recognized the stupid dog they were all trying to corral. Some nutty lady heard me mention losing him when I was telling my friend about the day he was under the house. She thought I had let him run loose and lost him. Of course, she then assumed that I had let him run wild in the battlefield when it was obvious that I was no physical match for this young giant and he did have a leash hanging from his big fat neck. I let her think that, whatever.
As I walked away, I became more adept at reaching behind me and changing hands with the leash as the dog ran around me...but all in all, he needs some more leash training time. He can walk down the street, but he can’t behave in public.
Anyway, that was fun and I’d love to do it again, the Battlefield is very nice. It’s very interesting as well. They have markers where soldiers fell and even the grave of an unknown soldier who's body wasn't found until 1938. There was a large ditch called the Earthenworks from which the Confederate Army defended the mountain. There were 11 miles of well fortified ditches and they lost. Can you imagine the carnage? I’ll have to go back when I don’t have the soon to be de-balled dog with me. I am willing to try anything to settle him down. He keeps on taking some big stuffed animals and trying to eat them. I put him in the crate for that every single time and he still keeps doing it. He jumps on everyone and I couldn’t even walk down the stairs of my house without getting pulled into the wall. And he isn’t done growing!
The other dog was 50 pounds and mine was very close to his size. So, he better settle the heck down or he is going to spend a very long time in that crate. Well, it’s still early and I am one dyed-in-the-wool student. I hear the roar of a motorcycle with a side car containing my dog’s next date for the day...Patches. I must go let the dog in. And I should speak to the nice man who drove him here. See ya later.
Meg
posted by Meg Kelso | 10:19 AM
1 Comments:
I have an idea for you and your unruly pup. :) They make training harnesses that have a loop that fits over the dog's snout. dogs *hate* pressue on the top of their noses. When the dog tries to take off, the strap pulls down on the snout, and they dog will immediatly stop pulling. I so rescue for abused/neglected dogs, and some of these boys and girls are older with no training at all, which would make them unable to be adopted through any shelter. I work with them and get them ready for homes.
This is the exact one I use to train the dog not to pull. It doesn't hurt them, they can eat, drink, etc. with it on. http://www.petplanet.co.uk/shop_store/Halti_Collar_Plain_p0169.html
You could also look into putting him in an obedience class, maybe at Petco? Your local humane society, or your vet night be able to help you find one that is affordable. Fell free to email me if you need help. :)
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