Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Gus and us



If I were in my right mind, and I very seldom am, I would have realized that what happened with our little darling rescue fellow was an aberration on that night that will live in infamy here, February 6th, 2015 at ten thirty P.M. when I received the biggest insult to a relationship of parental love, pet-parental love that is of an addition to one’s family could have, being bit by that pet/child in the dark shadowy night’s light when bestowing a loving kiss upon his little noggin, graced by a white star-like marking within a sea of ebony, his eyes barely can be seen whether open or closed within his darkest colors.

We had been friends, I thought, since he allowed me to bathe him and play catch with him and all other doggie toy games, which he inherited many and allows me to feed him and give him any medication prescribed for him, etc. all Mommy things, and in return I was licked and he enjoyed a decent cuddle, and so what happened was more than likely due to his ills… although he did get me once on my finger, but while still ill, and has growled occasionally since without the snap; I do believe that he is fine.

And we have cancelled the concept of a trainer, mostly due to what we were told to do, since Hubby felt that it was NOT how he wanted Gus to be treated, somewhat like a prisoner with using his crate more than we have ever used for any of our previous babies of the four-legged type. Yes, we use it in the car for his safety since our seven passenger van has stow and go seating and with only the two of us we put all the seats stowed below so his crate and my walker have plenty of room in our 2015 Grand Caravan that was not recalled as of yet, thankfully!
With all that room it would be dangerous for the little guy to be loose and so the crate, which is attached with the proper bungees so it is very secure and so is he directly behind us to see us, and of course there is room for groceries or anything else we or Hubby needs to pick up and with a 4’X 8’ enclosed area for gardening things like the mulch etc. it has proved to be just right for us DIYers and it does have that economy boost lever for our gas mileage making it incredibly good with a GPS, which we use to enter all travels prior to leaving on any trip short or distant and also an excellent sound system including Sirius for a little while longer, as well as Bluetooth something that is quite a convenience for us to feel safer on the phone while moving.

Back to our Gus... any-who he has come around to behaving very nicely again, around other people too.
One day last week I had both my blood work and my mammogram that were at different facilities but a few blocks away and Hubby walked him in their parking lots with people coming and going and of course with our little baggies, always, anyway the report was that he was a happy waggly tailed boy with all who approached him!
After all we are not novices at the pet parent thing, and even after I was mangled all those years ago by Andrew we just went on like nothing happened and everything WERE okay and it never happened ever again!

Even teeny tiny, Yorkie, Brandi, at two months old and one pound eight ounces drew blood on my lip with her over indulgent play kiss, and yep that was 1988 and she lived till 2004 and never did it again after she was made to stay in her crate for a few hours, done and done!
Dogs bite, and some do it all the time and sure enough those are sadly BAD dogs and should be removed from society, but not our Gus!
He kisses my hand when he comes into a room, or my bottoms of my feet, which tickles pleasantly, when I recline in my chair and yes he has been on my lap kissing me as if he hasn’t seen me in years, and so he will be watched but not feared and we have decided to love him and train him as much as we have the others, not that much actually, since they are pets not show dogs. Socialization and even that possibility of a service dog does appear to not be off the table either, for he is the sweet loving critter/bog that we did sign on for…and we will continue doing what we knows works with all critters big or small we try to love them all! Well, ours and within reason, wink, wink.

On that note with reality faced with hope, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you all to kindly count your blessings and share all those overages with you know who and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!


Our bigger boy today!

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