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Published by admin on 21 Feb 2015

Lula Bird Dog Head

I haven’t wanted to talk about this yet, because I feel like a terrible person. And there are definitely some people in my life who will say, “yeah, you pretty much suck,” but here goes. We’re re-homing Lula. Today, actually.

We have struggled at home with her, most of it is her normal “dogness.” She barks at the mailman, she barks when the upstairs dog barks, she paces the hallways at night (which wakes up the babies), she thunders up and down the hallways during the day (which wakes up the babies), she wakes up way too early and wants to eat (which wakes up the babies way too early), she stalks the kitchen for scraps which makes S crazy (I don’t mind that) and she has been sneaking onto the furniture at night (which also makes S crazy).

These things don’t seem like huge deals, but there’s other stuff going on at home and I just want to try to ease the stress in at least one part of our life and since my sister is a saint and has agreed to take her, it seems like a no-brainer.

She’s so good with the boys, but we just don’t have the time to give her. People who don’t get it will say, “Make time! She’s YOUR responsibility.” I just can’t. I don’t have an ounce left. Working full time, with two babies and a stressed out partner has taken all of my time. It’s gone. There’s no time left.

Will Moses and Manny miss her? I think so, yeah. Will I miss her? Well, she’s been my partner through some of the roughest moments of my life, and looking at photos for this post sent me into a tail spin, so I think you could say yes. But do we need to do this anyway? Yeah.

Bye, sweet girl. 

Love Bug

Just chillin'

Things are looking up for Lula.





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Published by admin on 31 Mar 2008

Grumpy Old Dog

A couple of days ago marked the anniversary of bringing a little black dog into my life. She and I have been through a lot in the last couple of months and I have to say, having her around has made everything a little harder and a little easier.

In this photo she’s just about to mouth off to me. It’s adorable and annoying. I want to snuggle her and shush her.

Grumpy old dog

When I get home from work I have her hop onto the bed so I can put her leash on without having to bend over. (Wow, writing it out like that makes me seem really lazy. Hahaha. “Seem.”) And if I’m lucky, she puts her paws on my shoulders and huffs into my face. I think she’s probably saying, “Thank the gods woman, I really need to take a piss.” But maybe she’s saying, “Thank you for rescuing me. I like what you did with your hair. Maybe we should cook some bacon tonight, you look really pretty when you cook bacon.”

Someone needs a haircut

Published by Tamara on 29 Mar 2007

Lula, the crack puppy

Dumb dog, why are you following me?
I ain’t got a crumb dog, why won’t you just let me be?

Lula is a smart dog with some serious back story that unfortunately she can’t verbalize to us. How someone would let her get so ridiculously flea infested, so dirty, and so crazily timid makes me really sad. The worst part is she’s one of the lucky ones. I’m still kind of haunted by the pit bull in the kennel next to hers who was freaking out and barking, and when I approached his kennel and let him sniff my hand he sat politely and licked me. I know pit bulls get a bad rap, but I have never been afraid of them. After dog sitting for four of them simultaneously (two rescues of unknown origin) I’ve really learned to love the breed. They are characters of a different order. There’s something so charming about their big heads and their crazy smiles. He is probably not going to make it to a good home.

One of the reasons Louie said it was OK to get a dog was because I told him I’ve won many, many blue ribbons in obedience with my dog Esta. Which, I know what you’re thinking, is actually true and not a gross exageration. I  won our county’s dog show in both obedience and show for 4-H and I went to the State Finals, where Esta was over shadowed by the dogs who weren’t actually better than her, just from bigger programs. (Yes, I was a total country girl nerd. I also showed my horse and our neighbors raised pigs in the 4-H program. My best friend raised a sheep and was so sad when she had to sell her for slaughter she had her grandpa buy it, totally defeating the purpose of the 4-H lesson.) Esta was an amazing dog, a total mutt, and really irreplaceable, and I had all the time in the world to train her. Things I totally forgot as I was struggling with a simple lesson for Lula. Lula and I have been working on her need to rush out of any door in front of me. This morning she managed to make me spill my coffee all over her and her (empty) poo bag, me, my shoes. It was a lesson for me too, never bring the full cup for the walk. Lula’s still operating on fear so it’s going to take a while, but I am a firm believer in the “start early and be consistent” school of thought. It’s tough because I want her to feel safe and part of the pack, but I also don’t want to have to untrain bad habits. She’s already pretty firmly imprinted on me and I’d like her to be a bit more independent in the future, but she’s only been with us for two days. I guess that would be a big sign that I need to take my xanax and let her adjust.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a dog to work with, so I’m really looking forward to the obedience classes and can’t wait for the manners classes to be mostly learned. I know it takes time, I’m starting to remember the long, long days of trying to get Esta to do a long down stay. She was seriously not interested in laying down for it, and it made me crazy. She would stand for examination like nobody’s business though, stand all damned day if you wanted her to.

So, me and Lula have a long road in front of us, but I think she’s going to surprise me in many ways and hopefully, I’ll be able to surprise her, too.

Published by Tamara on 28 Mar 2007

The New Baby Kept Me Up all Night

Lula has kennel cough (we think).  And is crazy with fleas (we think, Waller saw one last night, but I’ve yet to see any).  She’s not good alone.  I think we might have some complaints over the next couple of days from the neighbors.  She does in fact make noise.  I haven’t heard any loud noise, but there is noise.  She totally sold me out last night and slept on Louie’s side of the bed.  After Louie totally nixing the idea of a dog sleeping on the bed, last night I had to fight him in order to keep ol’ flea bag off the bed.  So, of course Lula slept on the floor on his side of the bed.  I guess it’s good she likes him, since he’s going to be the one taking care of her when I die from the Bubonic flea infestation.

I’m exhausted.  Thank god she’s not a real baby and I can just leave her all day to cry it out.

Published by Tamara on 27 Mar 2007

Smelly Cat, Smelly Cat, what are they feeding you?

Lula came home today.  She is filthy, has fleas, is close to being obsessed with her stitches and, to be frank, smells.  It’s kind of like I adopted myself, though, I don’t think I’ve ever had fleas.  For long.

So – The Stats – She has yet to make a sound or a number two.  She enjoys snausages, and water, but is unsure of the Science Diet Small Bites Adult Dog Food.  She is not a fan of anyone but me, but tolerates people shyly.  She is really fucking smart.  I gave her a few lessons about walking on the left side and sitting, and she totally remembered them when I took her back out again.  She is laying next to me on the couch right now, smelling up the place and possibly giving the couch fleas.  There’s not really much I can do about it until tomorrow, when I get my Advantage supply.   I think she’s a good dog, and we have a bright future together.

Louie likes her, too.

Published by Tamara on 24 Mar 2007

Meet Lula

Lula - Rescued