Well, I wanted a dog, and I got one. That isn’t something I regret of course but here she is and now what. Before Mel passed, the morning ritual had become.. wake up, leash him up, and take him out so he could take care of his business. It didn’t matter how cold it was or how much it snowed, that’s just what needed to be done. In fact, if it had snowed or was snowing, he was able to manage a little better. It didn’t make me very happy but there it is.. After he passed, I got a small reprieve from the weather in that I didn’t have to go out in it. Not first thing in any morning anyway.. That’s the last time I’ll speak of Melvin passing away.
In the couple weeks after he was gone, I was trying for a long distance adoption, and I had plenty of willing help to make that happen. In fact, I had one picked out due to one of our members having seen one at one of those Petco adoption day type things. That dog was Molly.. She is a poodle type mix with something else, had recently had a litter of puppies (a litter of 2) and they had been recently adopted out. She has kind of a don’t bother me, I’ll come to you type attitude, and she kind of fit the bill of what I was originally looking for. No, she does not have a tail. A visit had been made just to try and make sure the dog wasn’t the Tasmanian devil reincarnated and I had decided to take her. The only problem was, she was in Memphis area and getting her here was the tricky part. There are transports or one can make private arrangements which is what I tried to do because the shelter type transports run when they run and no guarantee as to when they’ll come to any given area. The final roadblock was the shelter didn’t want the dog riding in the baggage compartment of an airplane due to Possible pressure loss. There are no oxygen masks that drop down for the animals in that event. So all the hoops were what sent me looking local to see what was there. I was actually looking for someone like, Molly but what I wound up with was Lil Bit.. Molly looks to still be available if you’re in the Memphis area and interested. Click the picture for details. Once again, I cannot thank my online friend here enough for offering and trying to help me during that time. I still get choked up thinking about it.
When I last wrote, Lil Bit had been here a couple days. The first order of business was to change her name.. Say hello to Lucy. Many others were suggested, all good so, Lucy has several middle names. You can add one if you like.
So here we are.. I have a 9 month old pitbull mixed with something puppy. She’s kind of housebroken but won’t wait for me if I’m feeling lazy. She’s getting use to the idea of bedtime which means she has to go into her crate for the night. She isn’t always jazzed about being in there but she eventually stops fussing, when she does, and settles down for the night, and never messes in the cage. She has to go out every morning whether I want to take her or not. She gets leashed every morning to go outside and each morning she sits on the landing by the side door and waits for me to drag my ass up the stairs to take her out. She’s adapting to all of it quite nicely.
I’ve had to develop hypersensitive hearing so I can decide if what I hear her chewing on is something she’s suppose to have. The only thing she has destroyed was that cone of shame sh was wearing when I brought her home (that I took off of her upon arrival).. Well, that and a couple tennis balls that she peeled apart.She’s beginning to understand the word no or rather my tone when I say it.. She’s very much right now, an out of sight out of mind type of animal. I can kind of control what she does if I’m there, if not there, yeah.. Forget it.. Right now I would expect nothing less from her.
She’s getting use to the leash and will actually sit down and let me put it on her. One thing she really seams to enjoy is going for rides. I’ve started this early with her because it’s too much of a pain in the ass to crate her every time I want to leave the house for something. Something I forgot about due to my past experience with both Mel and Charlie before him is, puppies do whatever is next. With them, I would put the window down so they could look out and let the wind blow through their faces.. With Lucy, like I said, whatever is next.
One day, We had errands to run and I don’t want to be constantly locking her up when I leave the house so I took her with me. I put her leash handle on the seat belt latch so she can’t crawl in my lap.. The picture kind of shows it.. Everything was fine until I got a couple blocks from the house. I had opened the window all the way like I use to do for Melvin. At about a 3mph roll, the little shit Dove out the window. Fortunately her leash is long enough she didn’t hang herself but short enough she didn’t end up under the back wheel of the truck, and no one else was around.. That was our adventure for the day. She’s no worse for the wear but scared the shit out of me..
I won’t be doing these every week but when something interesting happens, I’ll be sure to share it.. Overall, I think this is a win win for all involved, except the critters who thought they were going to make my back yard a home :D Below is a shot of Lucy’s typical in house position..