Sep. 1st, 2009

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Well, a new addition to our lives by the name of Baron, has been keeping me busy the past couple of days. He is a year old dachshund/mini-pincher mix (best guess by his stature and structure), that can go from 0-180 mph back to 0 in nothing flat. We adopted him from the Anti-Cruelty shelter in Chicago, and he had me from the minute he gave me the same look my old Lab, Jester, did when he picked me out from behind those bars. He's very sociable, non threatening and loves giving you kisses. To the point, with me, I had to clean off my glasses last night.

What is amazing though, is that he has clearly been around a family before because of his mannerisms. He is cautious if he doesn't know he can play with something. I had to give him each on of his toys by hand before he would start playing with them. He also has made himself right at home and takes stairs like a little bullet. The other thing we have noticed is that he is a jumper. He has a little longer torso, so it makes me a bit concerned, but he cleared the back of my chair the last night, just to say hi, with a fuzzy soccer ball I got for him yesterday.

He is also good at amusing himself for hours by nipping his toys and then whipping them across the room, get them and do the process all over again. Speaking of getting some toys and so forth, I came down stairs yesterday morning to take him out for a walk (everyone needs to use the lil boys room after they get up in the morning) and found one of my birkenstock sandals sitting by my chair. I was confused at first where the other one was, but realized that I had left them back by the sliding glass door. Well, later after I left, he had very gently picked one up, brought it upstairs, hopped up on the bed and dropped it next to Sam since she was still laying down at the time, it being her day off.

Later, he did the same thing, but brought both of them to her, one at a time. He has not done this with any other shoes that we have out. And he is very gentle with them. I found him last night with his head shoved into the sandal itself and rolling around having a gay old time.

Today is his first day by himself. So far he has had no accidents what so ever, and when Sam had to leave for a couple of hours yesterday, found himself a blanket (though we have a bed for him downstairs) to curl up on after he tugged it off the ottoman. So we will see how he does today.

It's been over 10 years since I last had a dog, and I am remembering why, and what I have missed about have a dog. You come home, and no matter how bad of a day you've had, someone is overjoyed at seeing you. They want to be near you, even if its just chilling next to your chair nipping at their favorite toy, or sleeping on your lap/chest (he''s got a long body and likes being up on my chest for some reason). It's different with cats, since they are more independent, they can be happy to see you but then ignore you for hours on end, until *they* want something. If you pick up a ball and waggle it for your pup, he'll get excited and play, even if he's tired...

So anyways, enough from a proud poppa... more later after I get real work done.

- Chris


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