Sunday, September 25, 2016

Black and White Sunday: The Best Smile


Nikon D3300
35mm lens
1/500
f/1.8
ISO 200
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Thursday, September 22, 2016

Layla's 15 Week Update

Hey, guys!


Little Layla is now 15 weeks old, and is far from little. She's now as big as my parents' field style lab, 33.5lbs and around 20-21" tall. She's still growing slowly and steadily, with no growing pains/knuckling over/anything that often happens to giant breed puppies.




Not too much to update on!

Overall I'm incredibly pleased with this puppy. She is so sweet, easy going, loving, tolerant...basically she's the ideal Mastiff. So far she's been completely unflappable! She still meshes really well with Nola and Pike, and she's even learning that Salem is not something you can smack around with your paw.


She's been here for 6 weeks, and so far there's only been two "oh my god, I'm going to fucking strangle you! Why did I do this to myself?!" moments. The first was in week 9 when she peed all over my Macbook (which was closed, thankfully, and still works. Yay for Apple!), and the second was a few days ago when she pooped in her crate...and it was everywhere. On the crate, on her bed, on the wall, on the dresser, on the bookcase, all over her...literally everywhere. 







Aside from that, she's been perfect with house training. No accidents since 9.5 weeks old (save the poop-splosion). She's still tethered to me a lot when she's inside, but not for house training reasons. She's developed a taste for Salem's litter box!
She's been sleeping through the night since 10 weeks, and sometimes sleeps until 10am. She's not a morning dog. At all.



She's still a self-regulating eater. Can't get her to eat a bit more than 3.5 cups. Unfortunately she has the most sensitive stomach I've ever seen. Anything besides her one brand and flavor of kibble (and peanut butter) gives her liquid poop for the rest of the day. Even just an egg or some meat makes her sick, and she can't have any chews that are edible. I've never dealt with a sensitive belly before - both Nola and Pike have iron stomachs, and if either of them has diarrhea, something is wrong with them. Any idea on how to help her with it?



15 weeks on the dot.



She listens well, and isn't a chewer (yet). She hasn't started teething yet, though she's getting the faintest bit of teething breath. She's very good puppy, and confident too. She loves to watch Nola!



That's pretty much it!


- Dachshund Mommy


Monday, September 19, 2016

Things I Hope No One Hears Me Tell My Dogs, Part 2

Hey, everyone!


Back in June I did a post called 11 Things I Hope No One Hears Me Tell My Dogs, and it's time to add to that list!





5. "Don't hump the cat. She doesn't like...oh, well maybe she does. Um. Yeah, I'd say she likes that. Stop it, both of you!"

The dogs really like to hump Salem, and I don't know why. Salem doesn't protest, either....in fact, she comes back for more. I find it very awkward.

Hussy. 




4. "I really don't have any motivation or ideas for this week's blog posts. What do you think about leaving this blank draft up, but also surfacing Facebook, reading a book, and watching random funny YouTube videos? And then we can Google random places, watching some serious pop song choreography, and start a different book?"

Nola has been witness to some of my shameful procrastination, and usually just stares at me with judgement in her eyes.


I'm so judging you.





3. "People would like you better if you weren't such an asshole. Seriously, it wouldn't kill you to be nice for once in your life."

Yeaaaaaah...this is Pike. Every day.






2. "Please stop. Layla....you need to quit. Please, puppy love?"
*minute or two later*
"Layla, I'm begging you. Please, please stop it."
*a minute or two later*
"For fuck's sake, quit STARING AT ME!"


Sometimes when Layla wants out of her crate in the evenings while I write blog posts (she's not at the level of being loose while my attention is elsewhere), she'll just sit there and press her face against the door of the crate, staring at me. Unblinking, unmoving staring. 






1. "What do you think about becoming pseudo-hermits? Like not actual hermits, because I think we should still go to parks and shit, but like...mostly hermits? We have Amazon Prime, so we could totally only have to be around people like...twice a month, max. For fresh provisions and all. Thoughts?"

I fully admit to having full blown conversations with Nola, complete with interspersed pauses as I wait for her reply. 

"Oh my god, she's cray. Actually, being a hermit doesn't sound so bad."




What about you? What do you tell your dogs (or cats) that you don't want others to hear?

- Dachshund Mommy 





Sunday, September 18, 2016

Black and White Sunday


Nikon D3300
35mm lens
1/200
f/1.8
ISO 400
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